<?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-4033859026996213989</id><updated>2012-01-06T04:15:20.484Z</updated><title type='text'>aaa?</title><subtitle type='html'>just stories</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>222</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-8124125898735011975</id><published>2012-01-06T04:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-06T04:15:20.493Z</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>Will it be the end of the world this year? Maybe, maybe not. There's no way we will be able to know for certain because it is only known to God. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a terrific 2011 year-end. Being able to celebrate Christmas and leap over into 2012 with the people I love most in this whole entire world was the like the best thing ever. I thank God for all these wonderful people in my life. Mom, Dad, Sisters, and other relatives and friends. Seeing them face to face again made me realised that I am so blessed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School started 2 days ago, and as one would guess, I am not totally ready for the new term, just yet. My heart, mind and soul is still on holiday mood. And there were small tiny things here and there that simply made me uneasy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wouldn't say much any longer, but just before I close, I would really love to share these verses with everyone:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30351" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; Now listen, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go to this or that city, spend a year there, carry on business and make money.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30352" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30353" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; Instead, you ought to say, “If it is the Lord’s will, we will live and do this or that.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30354" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; As it is, you boast in your arrogant schemes. All such boasting is evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30355" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; If anyone, then, knows the good they ought to do and doesn’t do it, it is sin for them.           (James 4:13-17)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2012! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&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/4033859026996213989-8124125898735011975?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/8124125898735011975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=8124125898735011975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8124125898735011975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8124125898735011975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-4371832319912624013</id><published>2011-11-27T22:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-27T23:06:24.054Z</updated><title type='text'>Winter Wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Winter Wonderland was the theme for our DentBall this year. Yes, it's that time of the year again when we dentistry became slightly more interesting than usual. Well, at least for UCC's dental school for me. Simply because that's the only time of the year when the whole school was not in our daily scrubs, labcoats and black shoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My camera wasn't functioning so well last night. Too bad &amp;amp; so unfortunate. All the pictures were shacky and blurr and too washed off. I seriously need a camera that can be used indoor &amp;amp; at night I reckon. It'll come handy in fourth and fifth year to take project pictures too. Okeh back to the Dentball, to be honest, it wasn't that good..mmmm quite disappointed actually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First off, the venue was so small. And I think there were some mistakes about the number of tables reserved because there seems to be some people who didn't have place to sit and the staffs were adding more chairs to some tables. Next, the food. Oh gosh, I was expecting something more but it was just so not good. Starter was vege soup &amp;amp; frankly speaking, the hospital's canteen vege soup is so much more delicious and cost only €1.40. Main dish was roasted chicken with mashed potatoes. Another disappointment, Tesco's chicken is so much nicer than this. And last but not least, I was hoping that the dessert will save the 3-course-meal from being totally disastrous but I was all wrong. The profiteroles were so tasteless. Even the chocolate sauce was so dry and wasn't even enough to be called sauce at all, more like merely decoration. Urghh..paid €50 for this. And as my friends said, it would be much better if we spend that €50 to dine in a fancy restaurant in town &amp;amp; later on go and watch some musicals in the Opera House downtown. We still get to dress up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, at first we thought it was really snowing because it was suddenly white outside the hall. We were tricked! Haha the DentSoc people rented a snow machine and made the snow outside of the hall. I really forgot to take some pictures of it. I was too busy admiring it..the funny thing was, I even texted my boyfriend who is in Canada (which is already snowing..the real snow) and happily told him that Cork's snowing. Haha..haven't told him that it was just fake snow though. It would be a good laugh for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally, the afters party. I love the band playing that night. All is not lost for DentBall 2011 huh? :) I think they were good. Oh I forgot to mention this earlier, the champagne reception. I think I love that the most. The champagne was really good. I took two glasses and took some chocolates too. Hehehe I had some chocolates stain left on my anterior labial teeth the whole night. Luckily the lighting in the hall wasn't so good so it was not so obvious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's pretty much about it. And there's not so many pictures. I think there was only 5 decent pictures taken by me. Showed them to Ben last night, because he insisted to have a look, and those pictures I sent him only led him into laughter :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YsYPb08p6gw/TtKzy_KkLzI/AAAAAAAACJc/ylt-gEyrmEs/s1600/IMG_1774.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YsYPb08p6gw/TtKzy_KkLzI/AAAAAAAACJc/ylt-gEyrmEs/s400/IMG_1774.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679799768598196018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That photo above is of me &amp;amp; my best mate Timah. We've been living together since first year (we were roomates even when we were staying in the hostel in first year and our rooms have always been next to one another since 2nd yr and now) My pose there was so Asian, isn't it? Haha with the 'V' sign and all. By the way, our dresses doesn't look any less better than everyone else right? (so proud of ourselves for getting cheap dresses but didn't fall short compared to to others..hehehe)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this photo below is of Nkamo and moi. She's a senior from Botswana and is also a good friend of mine. We attend the same church and funny enough, every time we went together, we unexpectedly saw some random guy peeing at the corner just before the church's alley is at. Urghh yes, we saw the penis &amp;amp; balls &amp;amp; hair. I wonder why some guys do that. In open air, during the day, and even worse, 20m away from a church entrance on a Sunday morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZaFBRkxtAdg/TtKziim1J2I/AAAAAAAACJQ/5GjlXAx3V7c/s1600/IMG_1751.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZaFBRkxtAdg/TtKziim1J2I/AAAAAAAACJQ/5GjlXAx3V7c/s400/IMG_1751.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679799486054213474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have a good week ahead people! God bless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-4371832319912624013?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/4371832319912624013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=4371832319912624013&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4371832319912624013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4371832319912624013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2011/11/winter-wonderland.html' title='Winter Wonderland'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YsYPb08p6gw/TtKzy_KkLzI/AAAAAAAACJc/ylt-gEyrmEs/s72-c/IMG_1774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-1488281557806450183</id><published>2011-11-20T01:49:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-20T01:55:37.522Z</updated><title type='text'>My personal Jung Sungha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B1UjGBJHnYI/Tshc3LjKf9I/AAAAAAAACJE/ysdEcYetQxM/s1600/249882_10150218772718116_827713115_7133806_2834186_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B1UjGBJHnYI/Tshc3LjKf9I/AAAAAAAACJE/ysdEcYetQxM/s400/249882_10150218772718116_827713115_7133806_2834186_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676889433363349458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elvine J.Kantis: A very talented guitarist too.  I love it whenever he plays his guitar when I'm sulking..hehe..pura-pura merajuk la selalu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-1488281557806450183?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/1488281557806450183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=1488281557806450183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1488281557806450183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1488281557806450183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-personal-jung-sungha.html' title='My personal Jung Sungha'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B1UjGBJHnYI/Tshc3LjKf9I/AAAAAAAACJE/ysdEcYetQxM/s72-c/249882_10150218772718116_827713115_7133806_2834186_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-7801608827786550054</id><published>2011-11-20T01:02:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-20T01:40:33.226Z</updated><title type='text'>So, it's almost the end of Nov.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's 1.03am when I started typing this. I just woke up actually, after a very long nap on a fruitless Saturday afternoon. So I guess I'm not sleeping anymore after this. 3 more weeks left before Christmas holiday! \(^_^)/ and that means home to me this year. And right before that, it's also my second pathology exam.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so here I am now..reading about CNS. And to be more exact, I'm at the chapter of neurodegenerative diseases. Quite interesting actually, Alzheimer's, Huntington's, CJD and the likes. (Although it's quite a pain in the ass trying to remember all those different alleles and proteins involved in each diseases..huhu)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What have I been up to lately? Nothing much really. Just falling more and more in love with dentistry and life in general. Lots of things happen, be it be things that I experienced, be it things that I observed, yeah..in short, iru-iru neh. Sometimes, we just don't realise how much blessed we are until we see the unfortunate of others. Sometimes, we simply forget that even if the whole world is against us, there's someone who'll always be by our side supporting us in His own marvelous ways that's beyond any human imagination. Jesus, He is. He is not seen by naked eyes, but His presence is real. We often forget huh? Including me, not only once and twice, but always. Why did I felt so in agony when He is all I need? That's the single most important thing I've learned this past few weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another random thing to say here (well worth mentioning I guess), I love Lisa Eldridge and Jung Saem Mol. They are make up artists, the earlier one from UK and the latter a South Korean. I subscribed to both of their Youtube channels and oh boy, I love, love, love them. They have like lesser viewers than other famous make up gurus on Youtube (mmmm I wonder why) but in my opinion, they are so much better than the others. They are both professional make up artists whose works are really amazing. Lisa has been working with lots of Hollywood artists while Jung with lots of Kpop idols (and the beautiful Kim Yuna too!) Actually I just discovered Jung's Youtube channel a few days ago. Lisa on the other hand has always been my favourite make up guru on Youtube. So I tried a smokey eyes technique I learned from Jung's video earlier this afternoon and it was really easy! Forget those other elaborate tutorials from famous-but-not-so-professional gurus, even noobs like me can do it. (I don't really put make ups on everyday..Just BB cream and mascara, or sometimes if I have time I'll have eyeliner on too) So definitely, I'm recommending both Lisa Eldrige and Jung Saem Mol to everyone who's interested in learning more about make ups. Sometimes it's just fun to watch :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CDT7xI0iDO0/TshX-lnfezI/AAAAAAAACI4/SCf9QdvOg10/s1600/Picture0135.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CDT7xI0iDO0/TshX-lnfezI/AAAAAAAACI4/SCf9QdvOg10/s400/Picture0135.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676884063061769010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, eyebrows were not done and blemishes weren't covered (couldn't find my concealer..where did I put it?) But I totally love how the eye colour turned out to be and the lips too. Eyes: I used Benefit pencil eyeliner, Maybelline gel liner &amp;amp; 2 shades of browns from FCUK pallete. Lips: Clinique's soft bloom pink &amp;amp; 17's honey blossom lipsticks. And Eco tools brushes. I love those bamboo brushes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last but not least, I discovered about Jung Sungha today (from my cousin Noel). He is an A.M.A.Z.I.N.G guitarist!!! Check him out on Youtube! I've been loving Narsha from BEG's 'I am i love' song and enjoy the acoustic guitar played in that song, but little did I know it was him who played it. I'm in fact, playing his songs on loop now ;) haha! Totally loving it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that's all for today. Quite long huh? Good night &amp;amp; God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4033859026996213989-7801608827786550054?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/7801608827786550054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=7801608827786550054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7801608827786550054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7801608827786550054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-its-almost-end-of-nov.html' title='So, it&apos;s almost the end of Nov.'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CDT7xI0iDO0/TshX-lnfezI/AAAAAAAACI4/SCf9QdvOg10/s72-c/Picture0135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-4148496230046395990</id><published>2011-11-11T20:38:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-11T20:38:58.254Z</updated><title type='text'>11.11.11</title><content type='html'>Nice date?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-4148496230046395990?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/4148496230046395990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=4148496230046395990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4148496230046395990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4148496230046395990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2011/11/111111.html' title='11.11.11'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-5444641320566113389</id><published>2011-10-16T22:04:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T22:34:44.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Miniature Play dough project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Finally done doing mine this weekend..well, yesterday actually. And behold, the outcome: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5oOU47wLIB4/TptH_NVDcII/AAAAAAAACHw/WzWedtI75so/s400/IMG_1714.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664200107583828098" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Previously I've plan to make miniature hats (because of Myungsoo's hat obsession) but lots of things inspired me to do something else yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First, there's this Ikea catalogue. It was sent to our house a few weeks ago but I just browsed it through yesterday. And there's a picture of a couch with 2 people sitting comfortably. As you can guess, yes, the couch looks like the one I made above. It's not exactly the same, but quite similar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Secondly, what's that weird logo? It's an infinity sign.. Infinite's 'Over the Top' album has it on its cover..haha. I have the poster hanging on my wall. And when I was just playing with the plasticine yesterday trying to recreate a miniature form of the Ikea couch, I have Infinite songs played on my Itunes...for like 10hours...hehe..(from the night before) Songs from First Invasion until Over the Top and including Paradise too. I think the logo's so beautiful and unique so I made it a point to have it there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And last but not least, I miss Ben so much. He's been sooo busy and hectic lately. And we haven't have proper conversation, chats, webcams for weeks. We were never the lovey-dovey type of couple (most probably because we've known each other for 5 years before we started dating) and we've been in a long term relationship for nearly 4 years now. I should have gotten used to this right? Yes, kind of..but there are times when I seriously miss him, but not all the time. And last week was one of those days when I miss him terribly. So to cut it short, I was thinking of him while making these miniature project :) Ben, this is for u!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAzow6Y76_Q/TptH_bql66I/AAAAAAAACIE/zXegU9VaYtk/s1600/IMG_1725.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAzow6Y76_Q/TptH_bql66I/AAAAAAAACIE/zXegU9VaYtk/s400/IMG_1725.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664200111432264610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That picture was taken in 2009 and has been on my wall since first year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Below's how my desk looked like just after I was done. Those instruments are from my dental tool box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-56HN5_Afdxg/TptH-7kxkEI/AAAAAAAACHo/zoZGd3_GPdw/s1600/IMG_1717.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-56HN5_Afdxg/TptH-7kxkEI/AAAAAAAACHo/zoZGd3_GPdw/s400/IMG_1717.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664200102817927234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that's the post for today! Due date for this assignment is this coming Wednesday and I'm so relieved to have it done. Have a good week to everyone &amp;amp; God bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-5444641320566113389?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/5444641320566113389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=5444641320566113389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5444641320566113389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5444641320566113389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2011/10/miniature-play-dough-project.html' title='Miniature Play dough project'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5oOU47wLIB4/TptH_NVDcII/AAAAAAAACHw/WzWedtI75so/s72-c/IMG_1714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-3477538124166948689</id><published>2011-10-12T01:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T01:32:43.173+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Infiniti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Infiniti is Nissan's luxurious line. It's not as big as BMW or Mercedes or any other brands of this sorts, YET. But I believe it's going to do just as great, or even better, in the near future. I hope I'll be able to afford one in say, 20 years time! hahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RuGaV7gHZHU/TpTfLLnLjhI/AAAAAAAACHc/i2znnxSePVQ/s1600/2010_Infiniti_M-3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RuGaV7gHZHU/TpTfLLnLjhI/AAAAAAAACHc/i2znnxSePVQ/s400/2010_Infiniti_M-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662396014700236306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-3477538124166948689?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/3477538124166948689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=3477538124166948689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3477538124166948689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3477538124166948689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2011/10/infiniti.html' title='Infiniti'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RuGaV7gHZHU/TpTfLLnLjhI/AAAAAAAACHc/i2znnxSePVQ/s72-c/2010_Infiniti_M-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-492748154470197856</id><published>2011-10-12T01:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T01:26:42.632+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In the middle of the night..</title><content type='html'>It's 1.14am when I started writing this.&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, it's just better to hold things inside, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People always say that it's not a good thing to do, because one might explode if the burden gets bigger and unbearable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, honestly speaking, I don't think that's true for each and every single person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some people, it's easier to forget about those unpleasant feelings by holding it all back inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slowly, it will fade away and no one will remember. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's gone. Forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 1.26am now. Good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4033859026996213989-492748154470197856?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/492748154470197856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=492748154470197856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/492748154470197856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/492748154470197856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-middle-of-night.html' title='In the middle of the night..'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-5987563593525449702</id><published>2011-10-03T03:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T04:01:03.593+01:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel u, gaara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2-oyVqRGRpo/Tokk-L_mNTI/AAAAAAAACHU/ATPDqUpupfo/s1600/naruto-gaara_1172506946.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2-oyVqRGRpo/Tokk-L_mNTI/AAAAAAAACHU/ATPDqUpupfo/s400/naruto-gaara_1172506946.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659095057557763378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;..lonely..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-5987563593525449702?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/5987563593525449702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=5987563593525449702&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5987563593525449702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5987563593525449702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-feel-u-gaara.html' title='i feel u, gaara'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2-oyVqRGRpo/Tokk-L_mNTI/AAAAAAAACHU/ATPDqUpupfo/s72-c/naruto-gaara_1172506946.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-4511520412597938914</id><published>2011-10-02T00:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T00:22:59.698+01:00</updated><title type='text'>22 &amp; prettier.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A third year now :) and I'm half way through my degree. I turned 22 not so long ago, ermm 2weeks ago to be exact. And I really, really thank God for all His blessings in my life. I'm now older, more mature, more beautiful, slimmer, but not taller though even though that's my ultimate wish. Am I being so full of myself? Nah, I'm just being positive and simply appreciating what God has created in me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what am I eating below..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7HQNpWvNoHw/ToedJqROj_I/AAAAAAAACHM/YgPrM1x7OSU/s1600/Picture0080.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7HQNpWvNoHw/ToedJqROj_I/AAAAAAAACHM/YgPrM1x7OSU/s400/Picture0080.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658664246105247730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH..it's none other than my staple food! Instant noodle. Before you judge me for being unhealthy, let me tell you that my noodle always have veg and meat and my snacks are fruits. I drink tea without sugar. I jog whenever I have time and do sit ups every morning (trust me, your stomach will be flat in just few weeks by doing that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_kcxUgUprko/ToedJmCfuSI/AAAAAAAACHE/6UDZC3P4O4E/s1600/Picture0082.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_kcxUgUprko/ToedJmCfuSI/AAAAAAAACHE/6UDZC3P4O4E/s400/Picture0082.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658664244969716002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next picture is of my miniature hats! It's for my OTL class. We were asked to create miniatures using play dough. And my theme is 'And All Your Future Lies Beneath Your Hat'. It's a quote by John Oldam. This little project of mine is not done yet. This is just 25% of it. I'll do a behind-the-scene post once it's done. Because it has to do with Infinite! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PXTMiNYy_-Q/ToecgPd5QUI/AAAAAAAACG8/E3NYOpxwY90/s1600/Picture0099.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PXTMiNYy_-Q/ToecgPd5QUI/AAAAAAAACG8/E3NYOpxwY90/s400/Picture0099.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658663534535983426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's it for today! God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-4511520412597938914?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/4511520412597938914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=4511520412597938914&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4511520412597938914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4511520412597938914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2011/10/22-prettier.html' title='22 &amp; prettier.'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7HQNpWvNoHw/ToedJqROj_I/AAAAAAAACHM/YgPrM1x7OSU/s72-c/Picture0080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-6265275215123702939</id><published>2011-06-10T09:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T10:14:53.599+01:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Dental Attachment 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;First and foremost, wowww it has been a loonggggg time since I last updated this blog. Yeah life was hectic the past two months. Mostly because of the final exam and after that shifting to a new house. In the blink of an eye, now it's June already! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In UCC, every year, in the month of June, 2nd year dental students are required to shadow our 4th year seniors in the clinic to see what it's like working there (well, to see what we are going to do starting next year basically). So yesterday was my first day. And below is a pic of me in my scrubs. Having a scrubs with your name on it gives you a nice satisfaction feel, well at least for me =) When I received my scrubs, I was like, 'Wow, it's been 2 yrs in dentistry, well 4 if I take into account my prep years in KL and here I am now in a scrubs. It has been a long way &amp;amp; I am half way through in becoming a dentist!' Really, it's hard to explain my merely words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LKZgsNMz9W8/TfHYSX0kThI/AAAAAAAACFI/LY5Umicofaw/s1600/Picture0043.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LKZgsNMz9W8/TfHYSX0kThI/AAAAAAAACFI/LY5Umicofaw/s400/Picture0043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616508020451462674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am in group 2.4 (we were arranged according to our surnames alphabetically..mine's Yusuf and I am the last person in the list of Dental 2/2011) Our group's first assignment was in the surgery clinics. And I thank God for that because it was really interesting and kinda boost my interest. I'm not implying that the restorative clinics are boring, it's just that the procedures are just a lil bit 'routine'..eg scaling, filling.. In the oral surgery, it's wayyy more exciting.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in a smaller subgroup of 2.4 together with Sue, Sorcha &amp;amp; Killian and we were following our senior, Catriona. We get to see 2 patients with her that day. The first one was the extraction of upper right 1 &amp;amp; 2 and after that a lip biopsy! Can u believe that? Seeing a biopsy done on the first day in the clinics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We saw the whole procedures starting basically, right from injection of LA. While waiting for the patient to get numb, we saw how Catriona speak and engage with the patient so flawlessly that I would think that she's a real dentist if I don't know that she's a dental student. Then that makes me wonder, is engaging with patients well a skill yet to be mastered along the way or is it something that you're born with? I guess I'll have to endure all the clinical years to get the answer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr McKenna then came in and helped with the extraction. Wow it looks so difficult and a lot of energy is needed. It an upper teeth after all, they have longer roots. Cat admitted that that extraction was the most difficult one that she has ever come across so far. Oh my, I need to work on my biceps and triceps now!HAHA!! So that was the first case of the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The biopsy is the more interesting one. I can't explain the procedures in proper words though because we haven't learn the proper terms yet. All I can say is that it had to be done in a sterile environment. Even the gloves were steriled and specially prepared. And another point to be noted, the suturing of the wound was done so quick &amp;amp; looking so pro, by Dr McKenna obviously. The world of dentistry is getting more and more interesting ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we first met Catriona, she told us that when she saw us coming earlier, it was just like yesterday when she was in our position, following and shadowing the seniors and now here she is, treating patients. And she said our turn to be like her will come soon without us realising it too. I can't wait for that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems like by 4th year, the seniors seem to know a lot already. And are able to perform lots of complex procedures. The first two years in BDS were quite laid back and we didn't learn much about dental stuffs yet. The coming two years must be really fast and hectic. Sometimes I do wonder, will I be able to learn all those manual dexterities required? There's a bit of inconfidence in me really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But one thing for sure, I believe Abba Father will always be with me. He's brought me here and I know He'll finish all the things that He'd started for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I look forward to more exciting and eye opening things to see this June ;) Keezya, fighting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-6265275215123702939?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/6265275215123702939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=6265275215123702939&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/6265275215123702939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/6265275215123702939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-day-of-dental-attachment-2011.html' title='First Day of Dental Attachment 2011'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LKZgsNMz9W8/TfHYSX0kThI/AAAAAAAACFI/LY5Umicofaw/s72-c/Picture0043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-8121760460215586538</id><published>2011-04-04T11:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T11:31:19.790+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jalan-jalan cari Makan di Amsterdam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As we all know, Indonesia was colonised by the Dutch many, many years ago ( I don't know when to be exact..hehehe). That explains why one could find lots of Indonesian restaurants in Amsterdam. Was I delighted? No, I was super-duper-extra delighted! ahahaha..it has been 2 years since I last ate bakso. That was in Bandung, Indonesia itself. And here in Amsterdam, I've eaten 2 baksos through out the whole trip. And the taste was just as authentic as the bakso you'll find in Indonesia. nyum..nyum..nyum..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgDjnoqrSok/TZmZefG_DMI/AAAAAAAACE0/kOONu8Cc6bM/s1600/IMG_0831.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgDjnoqrSok/TZmZefG_DMI/AAAAAAAACE0/kOONu8Cc6bM/s400/IMG_0831.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591669161383103682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This above is bakso ikan (fish bakso). It was really delicious.&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zpS4jJpmWX8/TZmZeMFtNlI/AAAAAAAACEs/v23l5TTv_X4/s1600/IMG_0828.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zpS4jJpmWX8/TZmZeMFtNlI/AAAAAAAACEs/v23l5TTv_X4/s400/IMG_0828.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591669156277466706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Indonesian dinner set for 2. This was my other 2 friends' dinner. (I was having the bakso ikan.) I did taste some of the dishes. They're really nice too. And as expected, it was really authentic and original. I'm not from Indonesia, but any South East Asian food in this part of the world really makes me feel like home =)&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 style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next, there's this Japanese restaurant called Shabu-shabu where you can eat as much as u can. Pay 21.50 euros and order anything withing 4 rounds. Well, we became greedy and ordered as much aw we could. hahaha! We were so bloated up. We had a bad day that day and said that we'll eat as everything that can be eaten. Be careful of what you wish for, huh? ;) hehe we learned our lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U4zJPCnM3YU/TZmZd9sX5CI/AAAAAAAACEk/sn776j8PHVA/s1600/IMG_0679.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U4zJPCnM3YU/TZmZd9sX5CI/AAAAAAAACEk/sn776j8PHVA/s400/IMG_0679.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591669152413115426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4RJ_z4uOx6U/TZmZdtLX45I/AAAAAAAACEc/QgRhWdpwDfM/s1600/IMG_0675.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4RJ_z4uOx6U/TZmZdtLX45I/AAAAAAAACEc/QgRhWdpwDfM/s400/IMG_0675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591669147979735954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really enjoyed my 'food-journey' in Amsterdam. There were stalls everywhere. And the price isn't as expensive as in Ireland. As a food lover whose appetite is quite big for her size, errr.. I was like in heaven. hehehehe :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing I regret is that we couldn't meet up with our fellow good friends, Shu Yi, Gaya and Kay Rin. They went to Amsterdam one day later than us. We went to Keukenhof on the same day but somehow we did not meet each other. The garden's huge! I think that's it for Amsterdam. Have a blessed week everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And happy 48th birthday to Dad. I pray that God will bless you always, Dad. Love u so much!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-8121760460215586538?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/8121760460215586538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=8121760460215586538&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8121760460215586538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8121760460215586538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2011/04/jalan-jalan-cari-makan-di-amsterdam.html' title='Jalan-jalan cari Makan di Amsterdam!'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgDjnoqrSok/TZmZefG_DMI/AAAAAAAACE0/kOONu8Cc6bM/s72-c/IMG_0831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-7123475038458554393</id><published>2011-04-03T16:58:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T17:54:25.197+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Of 'windows', 'weeds' and tulips ^^ hehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To mark the end of our 2nd academic year in dentistry and before we start full swing revision for finals in May, my housemates and I decided to go for a short vacation in Amsterdam. There's only one word to sum up the whole 4 days and 3 nights in this famous city: AWESOME! I would totally revisit this city again in the future. There's so much more to explore, if only the weather is a bit kinder. It was raining and gloomy except for one day when we were there. That one sunny day wasn't that warm either. So, my next trip to this city would definitely be in summer ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a bad story-teller. And tend to be a bit draggy at times. However, I still want to share my experience here. hehehe.. :P well, I guess the pictures will do just fine. Pictures speak a thousand words they say, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a craze of having 'photoshoot' for 'album cover' when we were in Keukenhof. And this picture below is just one of many that we took! hehe.. It's pretty common for an all girls trip, huh? Camwhoring every now and then and at every spot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-50cco9hOnig/TZibq5wjREI/AAAAAAAACEU/UTOORvKnVFg/s1600/IMG_0553.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-50cco9hOnig/TZibq5wjREI/AAAAAAAACEU/UTOORvKnVFg/s400/IMG_0553.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591390098741740610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stayed at Bicycle Hotel and this picture below was taken in our room (3-bed room). Guys and girls, I totally recommend this hotel. The room is nice and comes with breakfast! The breakfast was really good too. Gerald, the owner, is really a friendly Dutch guy. He made the atmosphere felt so homely. And last but not least, it's really, really affordable. A 3-bed room (non-ensuite) like ours cost only 60euros per night. The location is good too. It's not really in the central of Amsterdam but it's within walking distance to the museums area and most of tourist spots. Tram no 25 stops really in front of the hotel so going to the city is not a big problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu-AGweMB50/TZibqiz6b7I/AAAAAAAACEM/6eXk5wO905s/s1600/IMG_0417.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu-AGweMB50/TZibqiz6b7I/AAAAAAAACEM/6eXk5wO905s/s400/IMG_0417.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591390092581826482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bed's really cosy. I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Checking the weather forecast in planning your activities is definitely a wise idea. Knowing beforehand that there'll be only 1 sunny day during our 4days 3 nights trip, we decided to visit Keukenhof (the largest tulip garden in the whole world) on that day. The tulips were still in 'baby' stage when we visited the garden. Some are even still in 'bulb' stage. They were still really, really beautiful though. But undeniably, they'll look much much prettier when all of them bloom. That would be late April I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bUsMpfwqAZc/TZibqWi7PdI/AAAAAAAACEE/Kkai-OCkNxc/s1600/IMG_0521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bUsMpfwqAZc/TZibqWi7PdI/AAAAAAAACEE/Kkai-OCkNxc/s400/IMG_0521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591390089289350610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awwww..these datuk and nenek made all 3 of us went, 'Awww soooo sweet!' Well, when we were there, there were a lot of 'golden aged' people visiting the garden. It seemed like we were the only 20s generation around. I guess when we are at their age later, we'll prefer something 'back-to-nature' activities like this too. When I looked at all these people, it made me want to be like them too. Getting old with the man I love, and still being in love with each other, even after all our hairs have turn grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJEhxUAq3aE/TZibpoQcRmI/AAAAAAAACD8/mfZ3AA1ZyV0/s1600/IMG_0496.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJEhxUAq3aE/TZibpoQcRmI/AAAAAAAACD8/mfZ3AA1ZyV0/s400/IMG_0496.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591390076863792738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who doesn't know this? It's like a must 'photo-spot' in Amsterdam. This big Iamsterdam letters are located in Museumplein. It's like a square between 2 most famous museums in Amsterdam. Van Gogh and Rijks. We didn't realise that this area was so near to our hotel. On our first day, we took hours to reach this place. We even took the wrong turn, had a marvelous authentic Indonesian lunch, coffee breaks, and so much more along the way and wondered where the heck is this place. We had a proper map on the second day, and when we realised that this place was just within 10-15 mins walk from our hotel, we felt so stupid about the day before (=.=)"" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5_KcJ6Uv1P8/TZibpQdqV_I/AAAAAAAACD0/oMQNmzHuRh0/s1600/IMG_0411.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5_KcJ6Uv1P8/TZibpQdqV_I/AAAAAAAACD0/oMQNmzHuRh0/s400/IMG_0411.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591390070476789746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holland cheese. I'm not a fan of cheese..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lS1yXYFYDl4/TZiaHaWySwI/AAAAAAAACDs/z43NocO6VxE/s1600/IMG_0699.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lS1yXYFYDl4/TZiaHaWySwI/AAAAAAAACDs/z43NocO6VxE/s400/IMG_0699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591388389505125122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Main shopping street. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ywxuTzBeCxY/TZiaHN7t4NI/AAAAAAAACDk/vWzdZ5hgT3k/s1600/IMG_0689.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ywxuTzBeCxY/TZiaHN7t4NI/AAAAAAAACDk/vWzdZ5hgT3k/s400/IMG_0689.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591388386170364114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bicycle is the car in Amsterdam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-30zAXxhUvvw/TZiaG8fpswI/AAAAAAAACDc/cKZG9CdutIE/s1600/IMG_0875.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-30zAXxhUvvw/TZiaG8fpswI/AAAAAAAACDc/cKZG9CdutIE/s400/IMG_0875.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591388381489246978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The tram..it was not so extensive though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e8IOXkgsD_8/TZiaGYEZ-DI/AAAAAAAACDU/OvLlaXC4yTA/s1600/IMG_0848.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e8IOXkgsD_8/TZiaGYEZ-DI/AAAAAAAACDU/OvLlaXC4yTA/s400/IMG_0848.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591388371711293490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another street. Took this picture from a cafe while waiting for the rain to stop. I had my moment of chocolate cake &amp;amp; black coffee indulgence while watching people. haha! I felt so delighted when doing that. I'm such a weirdo, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VFz153hObco/TZiaGDF1sAI/AAAAAAAACDM/6XInh4pow7Q/s1600/IMG_0849.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VFz153hObco/TZiaGDF1sAI/AAAAAAAACDM/6XInh4pow7Q/s400/IMG_0849.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591388366080159746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's about it. Vacation's over and now it's the time to study! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-7123475038458554393?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/7123475038458554393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=7123475038458554393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7123475038458554393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7123475038458554393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2011/04/of-windows-weeds-and-tulips-hehe.html' title='Of &apos;windows&apos;, &apos;weeds&apos; and tulips ^^ hehe'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-50cco9hOnig/TZibq5wjREI/AAAAAAAACEU/UTOORvKnVFg/s72-c/IMG_0553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-13829489134523581</id><published>2011-03-26T22:23:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-03-26T22:58:09.813Z</updated><title type='text'>JYJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KCiSLADYx8s/TY5ngYLEg4I/AAAAAAAACDE/zpQ79uRCX8k/s1600/JYJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KCiSLADYx8s/TY5ngYLEg4I/AAAAAAAACDE/zpQ79uRCX8k/s400/JYJ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588517993555723138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Park Yoo Chun, Kim Jae Joong, Kim Junsu&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wondering who this guys are? They are the members of a Korean pop trio called JYJ (it's the abbreviation of their names together). I don't usually follow K-pop but I do watch a lot of K-dramas though. But these guys is an exception. I knew there three guys since their DBSK days (because my bestfriend during A-level love them so much..so since she brag a lot about them, in a way I get to know them too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I really like DBSK songs, especially their Japanese songs. I like their Japanese songs more than their Korean ones. Because as I am typing this down, I can't recall any of their Korean songs that I like. All the songs of theirs that is playing in my head now is their Japanese ones. To be clear, I am not a fan so I don't know much about them. But I do really love some of their songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I first heard about JYJ earlier this year (or maybe around Christmas last year). I saw their Ayyy Girl video on Youtube and since then I began to find out about them. Well, mainly because I recognise them as members of DBSK, but how come there's only 3 of them in the video. My curiosity brought me to JYJ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The story behind how JYJ is formed is a bit complicated and I don't know much about the details. But one thing for sure, I like these three guys over here. I like their image now more than when they were in DBSK. They are more mature and 'manly' and no longer like the other typical boybands. I am 22 this year, and in my uni years already, so I think that's why I find a more 'adult' band to be more appealing. JYJ definitely is an 'adult' band to me. No wonder now they have older fans as well..haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And this time round, I still prefer their Japanese songs more than their Koreans. My favourites include 'W', Kimi Ga Ireba (Junsu solo), Get Ready, Chajatta, Pierrot and Fallen Leaves. I watched Sungkyunkwan Scandal not so long ago because I love period dramas so I'll watch any period dramas on TV, and I was surprised that Yuchun (one of the members) was the lead actor. I must say he's quite good. Another coincidence, I also watched Sunao Ni Narenakute (because of Ueno Juri and Eita) and my goodness, Kim Jaejoong is also in it. Honestly, he's not really a good actor but convincing enough though. Seeing them unexpectedly in dramas like that made me love them more..haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...since I am a fan now, more posts about them is expected on this blog. I wish them luck in their careers. Who knows one day, they'll be like KRU (a popular Malaysian boyband in the 90s now turned directors-producers-CEO-everything!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-13829489134523581?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/13829489134523581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=13829489134523581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/13829489134523581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/13829489134523581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2011/03/jyj.html' title='JYJ'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KCiSLADYx8s/TY5ngYLEg4I/AAAAAAAACDE/zpQ79uRCX8k/s72-c/JYJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-5145327677803529785</id><published>2011-03-26T22:11:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-26T22:15:41.009Z</updated><title type='text'>Tulips in Amsterdam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--cNKopXPf0A/TY5k0NZ8JNI/AAAAAAAACC8/aGww5S5rHJE/s1600/Tulips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--cNKopXPf0A/TY5k0NZ8JNI/AAAAAAAACC8/aGww5S5rHJE/s400/Tulips.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588515035727799506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The title may be quite misleading in describing the picture above. This picture is just a random picture in my 'Sample Pictures' folder. hehehe..but, next week's gonna be an exciting week for me. I am going to Amsterdam! =) and will visit Keukenhof Garden where the tulip festival is being held. I hope this trip is going to be smooth. And don't remind me about Barcelona last year..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-5145327677803529785?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/5145327677803529785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=5145327677803529785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5145327677803529785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5145327677803529785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2011/03/tulips-in-amsterdam.html' title='Tulips in Amsterdam'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--cNKopXPf0A/TY5k0NZ8JNI/AAAAAAAACC8/aGww5S5rHJE/s72-c/Tulips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-2805270983783562485</id><published>2011-03-26T21:27:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-26T22:08:01.659Z</updated><title type='text'>Terima kasih cinta</title><content type='html'>Itu tajuk teater musical. Macam bes tp takda peluang nak tengok. Satu hari nanti, saya harap dapat tengok sekurang-kurangnya satu teater musikal. Tak kisah la tempatan punya ke, Broadway ke, Korea ke..well, kalau Korea, saya nak yang ada Kim Junsu! ;) haha&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila saya tengok tajuk ni, saya tergerak pula nak fikir apa yang saya nak 'terima-kasih'-kan tentang cinta. Kalau dalam English, kita panggil 'love'. Kalau suruh cakap pasal 'love', banyak benda yang saya nak cakap. Paling utama, love dari Tuhan yang mencipta saya, menyelamatkan saya. Love dari mak,ayah,adik-adik. Love dari kawan-kawan. Love untuk orang lain dan sebagainya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi somehow, dalam bahasa Melayu, perkataan 'cinta' tu macam lebih intimate pulak. Semua 'love' yang saya cakap awal tadi, kalu translate ke dalam bahasa Melayu, saya rasa lebih tepat sebagai 'kasih' atau 'sayang'. Jadi, bila istilah 'cinta' diguna, macam kurang sesuai la pulak kan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak lama tadi, saya chat dengan Ben. Susah la nak cari jejaka yang sorang ni kadang-kadang. HAHA time difference dan kesibukan sangat lah penghalang yang besar. Jadi tiap kali ada peluang nak borak sikit dengan dia, saya jadi sangat hype. hehehe kesian kan couple yang terpisah benua macam ni. Di kala couple biasa keluar date di tempat-tempat bes, kami date di depan laptop masing-masing. Dia makan lunch, saya makan dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Berbalik pada tajuk blog post hari ni, 'Terima kasih cinta'. Tadi semasa kami chat, saya gitau Ben yang sesungguhnya dia lelaki yang bertuah sebab ada saya..haha. Angkat bakul sekejap ba dengan dia. Lalu saya mula  lah ber-bragging sambil berjenaka. Tetapi, semasa sedang perasan sorang-sorang tu, saya macam tersedar yang sejak bersama dengan Ben, dalam tak sedar, saya pun berubah jugak. Jadi makin matang, makin sensitif, makin menjadi seperti wanita? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lebih kurang 1 bulan lebih sikit lagi, genap la 4 tahun saya dan Ben officially bergelar 'kanojo &amp;amp; kareshi'. Tapi jujurnya, saya ambil serius tentang kami sejak baru masuk Uni which was 1 tahun setengah yang lepas.. sebelum tu, saya masih terawang-awang lagi kadang-kadang dan selalu je fikir, 'mmm kalau la saya masih belum ada Ben, mesti saya boleh eye-ing lagi kan' hehehe...sori Ben. Itu dulu. Zaman masih nakal! =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya dah melangkah jauh dari Keezya yang dulu tu. Ben awak tau tak, kalau tak ada awak kan, saya ni ada potensi jadi perempuan yang ala-ala anti-lelaki sikit. Ambitious. Pentingkan diri. Dan masih berambut pendek yang sangat pendek! Tak lupa jugak, tak akan berani guna skinny jeans atau skirt yang lebih pendek dari paras lutut. hehehehe.. tanpa saya sedar jugak, all these while, awak dah ajar saya untuk keluar dari comfort zone saya, jadi lebih fleksibel dan meyakinkan saya yang hidup ni lebih seronok kalau kita tak dapat jangka apa yang akan berlaku. Paling bermakna sekali, awak berada di sisi saya semasa semua itu berlaku, dan tak biarkan saya jalan sendiri. Oh well, mungkin bukan secara literal la =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jadi sayang, terima kasih sebab semua itu. Thank you for helping me to make the best out of myself. Terima kasih sebab cinta awak yang bukan perasaan semata-mata ataupun sekadar perhatian, teman, jiwang-jiwang, nafsu. Cinta Ben lebih dari semua tu sampai saya tak tau nak gambarkan macam mana. Terima kasih, cinta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-2805270983783562485?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/2805270983783562485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=2805270983783562485&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/2805270983783562485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/2805270983783562485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2011/03/terima-kasih-cinta.html' title='Terima kasih cinta'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-5913385398588020562</id><published>2011-03-26T21:18:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-26T21:26:46.698Z</updated><title type='text'>Welcoming Spring ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zyjlpoxw6Ps/TY5YXXpD0bI/AAAAAAAACC0/w-4mUVlxJfU/s1600/IMG_0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zyjlpoxw6Ps/TY5YXXpD0bI/AAAAAAAACC0/w-4mUVlxJfU/s400/IMG_0382.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588501346119831986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's cherry blossom or better known as sakura. It's really beautiful right? For the past few months ago, it was all gloomy and the trees were all bald. It was winter after all. There are a lot of these trees along the road side from our house to our class in Western Gateway. One of our most frequent conversation topic when we are walking along this road is about the changes of the tree through out the season. Things like, '&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The leaves are falling!' 'No more leaves on the tree' 'Eyh got buds dy!' 'The flowers are blooming'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gPz1uJqr4ro/TY5YXGrzkFI/AAAAAAAACCs/OKZyRthcDNs/s1600/IMG_0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gPz1uJqr4ro/TY5YXGrzkFI/AAAAAAAACCs/OKZyRthcDNs/s400/IMG_0383.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588501341567946834" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4033859026996213989-5913385398588020562?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/5913385398588020562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=5913385398588020562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5913385398588020562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5913385398588020562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2011/03/welcoming-spring.html' title='Welcoming Spring ;)'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zyjlpoxw6Ps/TY5YXXpD0bI/AAAAAAAACC0/w-4mUVlxJfU/s72-c/IMG_0382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-2381625318862887425</id><published>2011-03-05T23:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-05T23:05:49.967Z</updated><title type='text'>Rabbit Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-afFNT30KtlY/TXLA50ORo_I/AAAAAAAACCk/YnxCNbmpuPE/s1600/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-afFNT30KtlY/TXLA50ORo_I/AAAAAAAACCk/YnxCNbmpuPE/s400/scan0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580734987769062386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I drew this on the last Chinese New Year and tagged my Chinese friends on Facebook (well, not all of my friends..hehe too many of them). I miss them so much and the girls whom I miss so much are actually Yen and Hui Yun. It has been nearly 2 years since I last met Yen. I met Hui Yun last year..mmm gone were the days when we were roomates in KL. haih~ I pray that both of you are doing well and fine, girls. God bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-2381625318862887425?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/2381625318862887425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=2381625318862887425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/2381625318862887425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/2381625318862887425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2011/03/rabbit-year.html' title='Rabbit Year'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-afFNT30KtlY/TXLA50ORo_I/AAAAAAAACCk/YnxCNbmpuPE/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-2924420556192840913</id><published>2011-03-05T22:34:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-03-05T22:58:30.936Z</updated><title type='text'>First Post in 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just realised that I've been abandoning this blog for ..errr quite long already.&lt;div&gt;Urghh I shouldn't be blogging right now but I am soooooooooooooo pissed of Tooth Morphology. I can't read anymore. The final exam for this subject is on this coming Monday. Ya, that's why I'm reading Berkovitz on this lovely Saturday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, sakura trees on Western Road seems to be blooming so nicely now. They are so pink and lovely. Those beautiful petals never fail to amaze me every time I walk by Western Road on the way to the hospital and to class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking about sakura, that reminds me of East Asian dramas. I am so into those dramas and movies at the moment. Something interesting happen this week..HAHA. No, I did not meet any Korean or Japanese actors and actresses here in Cork. (eventhough I would love that)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, fyi, my favourite J-dorama of all time is 'Kimi Wa Petto' which starred Koyuki and Matsumoto Jun. Koyuki's the girl in The Last Samurai with Tom Cruise. I became a fan of her since then..hehe (I was in secondary school when I watched that movie) and Matsujun is a member of Arashi, Japan's most famous band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zwLozh29Piw/TXK_nlO0Y7I/AAAAAAAACCc/V0qTJqTnec8/s1600/kimi_wa_petto__light.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zwLozh29Piw/TXK_nlO0Y7I/AAAAAAAACCc/V0qTJqTnec8/s400/kimi_wa_petto__light.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580733574995534770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately, I've been watching a lot of Korean dramas too and I've fallen in love with many of the actors and actresses. Just to name a few, Lee Min Ho, Kim Hyun Jung, Jae Joong, Park Shin Hye, Eun Yoon Hye, and the list goes. I have to note here that my favourite actor and actresses would be Kim Ha Neul and Jang Geun Suk! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here comes the interesting thing, Kim Ha Neul and Jang Geun Suk will star in a Korean version of Kimi Wa Petto. The English title is You're My Pet. Well, rumours about this remake has been going on since last year, but it was not until earlier this week that there was a press conference confirming all the casts and when it is expected to hit theatres. Filming will start in May because both Kim Ha Neul and Jang Geun Suk are really busy right now and hopefully, by November this year, the movie will be ready. Oh well, I may have to wait longer to watch it since I am now in Cork and I don't think the cinemas here will have that. DVD is obviously much much later. Nevertheless, I'll wait patiently!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-df9UQl4c3Qo/TXK_nWn5HeI/AAAAAAAACCU/S0W3ChFDrEI/s1600/kimi%2Bwa%2Bpetto%2Bkorean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-df9UQl4c3Qo/TXK_nWn5HeI/AAAAAAAACCU/S0W3ChFDrEI/s400/kimi%2Bwa%2Bpetto%2Bkorean.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580733571074170338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favourite drama adapted into a movie with all my favourite actors and actresses in them. What more can I ask? hehehe.. Koyuki played Sumire-chan really well in Kimi Wa Petto. Matsujun was excellent as Momo too. It took me quite a while to watch that drama because I thought that the plot was quite ridiculous. I kept on passing it until last winter. I regretted for not watching it earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, let's wait for the Korean version pulak! ;) I believe Kim Ha Neul and Jang Geun Suk can act out Sumire and Momo as excellent as Koyuki and Matsujun too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-2924420556192840913?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/2924420556192840913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=2924420556192840913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/2924420556192840913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/2924420556192840913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2011/03/first-post-in-2011.html' title='First Post in 2011'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zwLozh29Piw/TXK_nlO0Y7I/AAAAAAAACCc/V0qTJqTnec8/s72-c/kimi_wa_petto__light.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-1027981164745401466</id><published>2010-12-19T23:44:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-12-20T00:33:55.021Z</updated><title type='text'>A Lovely Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, it's winter. It's the season of the year that I kinda like and dislike at the same time. Temperature drops and it's wet and slippery everywhere, the days are shorter and you tend to be less productive. That's why I hate it. But on the other hand, when it snows, and when everything around is white, I get so excited. It's really beautiful. And because it's colder, I tend to sleep longer and have better night sleeps =P HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It snowed last Friday and I went outside just to capture the moments when the snowflakes were falling. Okey, it's my second year in Cork, I shouldn't be this excited, err but somehow I still do. Maybe because last year, it didn't snow until early January and this year was wayyyy earlier. The first snow came late of last month (November!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6Z2YVZbPI/AAAAAAAACB0/o_yYwJub4LE/s1600/IMG_0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6Z2YVZbPI/AAAAAAAACB0/o_yYwJub4LE/s400/IMG_0239.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552544550118583538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this morning, as usual, I walked to church. I saw that lovely snowman below on the way. Actually he's quite far from where I was standing which was by the road side but I zoomed it to the max and that's the image I got. Surprisingly, it's not grainy at all. And all my pictures look good so far..hoho I am so loving this cheap, 10MP camera I just bought despite of being a bit broke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6Z2OqDXKI/AAAAAAAACBs/VAR6PB8x4PU/s1600/IMG_0257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6Z2OqDXKI/AAAAAAAACBs/VAR6PB8x4PU/s400/IMG_0257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552544547520863394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And today, at Donnybrook Pentecostal Church, we did not have the regular church service. Church service today was a musical Christmas play by the Sunday School kids. They are such lovely and talented kids. The message of Christmas was conveyed in a very simple and interesting presentation. I think they have been practicing since October. Those kids blessed us, the congregation so much today and I pray that they'll grow up into lovely young men and women of faith one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6Z19Rb_4I/AAAAAAAACBk/Sa5lRy4Ys80/s1600/IMG_0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6Z19Rb_4I/AAAAAAAACBk/Sa5lRy4Ys80/s400/IMG_0261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552544542854217602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did not take lots of pictures though because the lighting wasn't good enough, as you can see. And I'm a noob in photography. I can't even change the setting of a compact camera (I always go for auto-mode..hehehe) And after buying some groceries, I headed back home. But today, I took a slightly different route from my usual route.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The route that I took today was a bit further, but it has always been my favourite route. And that is along the River Lee passing through UCC. Via Western Road is a lot shorter but the scenery isn't so nice. The pathway along River Lee is a pedestrian walk and I like it so much. I like it in the autumn, i like it in spring, and I absolutely love it in winter too. And so, here I went, through UCC's main gate first. Lovely sight isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6Z1udS67I/AAAAAAAACBc/gkMkvK13B3U/s1600/IMG_0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6Z1udS67I/AAAAAAAACBc/gkMkvK13B3U/s400/IMG_0266.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552544538877422514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And taraa, below's that legendary pathway, well legendary to me. I was walking alone and as I walk through that path, I marveled at how beautiful the artwork of the Lord is. This same path looks stunningly beautiful in different ways in different seasons. And that is just so amazing to me. This is why I like my Sunday walks to and from the church. Walking alone may seems to be lonely sometimes, but that's when I take time to just look around me and observe. I really thank God for the opportunity to be here and to be in awe of His creations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6eutA9TXI/AAAAAAAACCE/-Yc0XBh9yDo/s1600/IMG_0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6eutA9TXI/AAAAAAAACCE/-Yc0XBh9yDo/s400/IMG_0269.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552549915789184370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6euR379cI/AAAAAAAACB8/3P2Ur1p10r0/s400/IMG_0268.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552549908503590338" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's just so lovely, isn't it? These pictures couldn't describe how beautiful it is. And oh ya, there was two swans swimming in that river just now. They were sooo pretty and white and big. Maybe they were just a swan couple on a date..oh lucky creatures. Along the way, I came across few dogs walking with their owners (or is it the other way round?) and said hie. Irish are just so friendly people. I get to touch a dog that looks like a fox but is very friendly. I said to him, 'Cute dog!' and his eyes were like shining..haha and he stopped playing with his dog-toy for a while when I said that as if he understood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And towards the middle of the pathway, I saw this house across the river. It has a patio by the river! I'm sure when the tide is high, one can touch the water from the patio. I want my home to have something like that in the future. Maybe I went a little bit too far by asking my boyfriend whether they have streams or rivers in KK where it is possible to build a house by it, and have a patio just like that. He's gonna be a civil engineer one day, and he's almost done with his course, so he should know right? :D :D hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6Z1du0W8I/AAAAAAAACBU/dp92XlZK1Aw/s1600/IMG_0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6Z1du0W8I/AAAAAAAACBU/dp92XlZK1Aw/s400/IMG_0270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552544534387514306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And that's my awesome Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-1027981164745401466?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/1027981164745401466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=1027981164745401466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1027981164745401466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1027981164745401466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/12/lovely-sunday.html' title='A Lovely Sunday'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6Z2YVZbPI/AAAAAAAACB0/o_yYwJub4LE/s72-c/IMG_0239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-3273858367140125085</id><published>2010-12-19T23:40:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-19T23:44:09.229Z</updated><title type='text'>baby-scones :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I baked scones last Tuesday..well, not really the normal size of it.. I made them into mini-scones instead, or baby-scones. They look like biscuits that way! ;) and I am just so happy. Below are the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6YRTBy5BI/AAAAAAAACBM/2RocwT1mgDg/s1600/IMG_0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6YRTBy5BI/AAAAAAAACBM/2RocwT1mgDg/s400/IMG_0225.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552542813527401490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6YRMFlLeI/AAAAAAAACBE/yjEmLe7TBxo/s1600/IMG_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6YRMFlLeI/AAAAAAAACBE/yjEmLe7TBxo/s400/IMG_0229.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552542811664231906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6YQ1xnVcI/AAAAAAAACA8/yd61ydjHjJE/s1600/IMG_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6YQ1xnVcI/AAAAAAAACA8/yd61ydjHjJE/s400/IMG_0234.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552542805674907074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-3273858367140125085?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/3273858367140125085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=3273858367140125085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3273858367140125085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3273858367140125085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/12/baby-scones-d.html' title='baby-scones :D'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQ6YRTBy5BI/AAAAAAAACBM/2RocwT1mgDg/s72-c/IMG_0225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-8922746926074025425</id><published>2010-12-13T20:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-13T20:59:41.360Z</updated><title type='text'>..baking cupcakes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQaEtwkEWDI/AAAAAAAACA0/r-BOBResbco/s1600/IMG_1629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQaEtwkEWDI/AAAAAAAACA0/r-BOBResbco/s400/IMG_1629.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550269512445876274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My winter holiday had just started (since Friday last week to be exact).. weekend passed by so fast. And it's Monday already. Oh ya, a funny thing happened yesterday. I got up early and dressed up and had make ups on, and had a lovely breakfast of milk &amp;amp; toast with honey and jam..and I was ready to go to church. I put on my winter gear already, with gloves and scarf on, and boots, and to my utter disappointment, my apartment's main door was stucked. I couldn't open it. It was as if the lock is jammed and I couldn't even turn it. Not even a bit. I was there for almost 20 minutes. My fingers were red, because I used all my strength in trying to turn the lock. I failed. I did prayed. But..the door was still so stuck. So I did not go to church yesterday because of that. Locked in my own house huh? My landlord came over that afternoon and change the lock entirely and we got new set of keys =) I think I should have more faith next time when I pray. P.U.S.H: Pray Until Something Happen. Instead of just go off and went moody in the bedroom.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ermm ya back to the title of this post. Cupcakes! I've only baked cupcakes once at home, for my church's youth service. And it wasn't so good and hence I would love to try baking the same recipe again. Maybe next week..hehe..for Christmas. Actually I wanted to bake it tomorrow, but I couldn't find all the ingredients in Tesco justnow. So, I'll leave that to next week. However I will still bake tomorrow, not cupcakes, but scones =) bought a scone mix from Tesco..hehe..just a mix okeh. I'll try to bake scones from scratch if I found the recipe (and provided if it's easy) haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: The cupcakes above aren't the cupcakes that I'm going to bake. The picture above is from an unknown source =P. But,the flavour will be the same, chocolate cupcakes but the decoration on the cupcakes above are just way too pro. I won't be able to do that.. perhaps, I'll just try with a swirl using a fork. Wish me luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-8922746926074025425?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/8922746926074025425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=8922746926074025425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8922746926074025425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8922746926074025425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/12/baking-cupcakes.html' title='..baking cupcakes?'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQaEtwkEWDI/AAAAAAAACA0/r-BOBResbco/s72-c/IMG_1629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-7585587188536742360</id><published>2010-12-13T20:19:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-13T20:26:36.232Z</updated><title type='text'>a haiku</title><content type='html'>Am a simple one,&lt;div&gt;I won't change myself into&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..who you want me to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-7585587188536742360?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/7585587188536742360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=7585587188536742360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7585587188536742360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7585587188536742360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/12/haiku.html' title='a haiku'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-8941308645998802664</id><published>2010-12-12T15:35:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-12-13T21:04:02.812Z</updated><title type='text'>5 European Cities that I wish to visit before 2012 =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Why 2012? I don't know.. I'll be starting my 4th year in dentistry from late Aug that year and schedule during the last two years of dentistry is hectic and I don't think I'll travel much &amp;amp; even if I do, I might be going back to Malaysia during the breaks (like most seniors that I know..hehe) Even during the 2-weeks winter break. Otherwise, I'll just stay at home because travelling during the winter months really isn't a good idea. Been there, done that..nope I'm not going to do it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll start the top 5 list now in descending order,ok? Let's keep the best for the last..hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;5. Paris, France&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQTtkL85ovI/AAAAAAAACAs/rdWmyVlxZMg/s1600/paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQTtkL85ovI/AAAAAAAACAs/rdWmyVlxZMg/s400/paris.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549821846766592754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paris, the city of love! This city is usually among the first cities that Malaysian students studying in Europe would go within the first 2 years of their study course. A popular destination I should say. Well, it's one of the top tourist destination worldwide so there's no surprise. Paris is on the fifth in my list because I want to visit this city with my loved ones. My parents will only be coming for my graduation so that would be in 2014. So as much as I would love to visit this city of love, it's not my priority now. I can keep it as a family trip (with my future husband and kids..hehe) if I don't have the chance to visit it during my course of study here...and that would be in 2020 or much later! =P&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;4. Brussels, Belgium&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQTtju-kS3I/AAAAAAAACAk/IVy6WGP0wOs/s1600/atom-brussels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQTtju-kS3I/AAAAAAAACAk/IVy6WGP0wOs/s400/atom-brussels.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549821838988954482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The capital of Europe! The Atomium is Belgium's answer to France's Eiffel Tower and it's in the picture above. Another place that I would love to visit so much is the Mini-Europe park. It has miniatures of landmarks of every cities in Europe there. The person that I would love to visit this city with is Ben. He's studying in Canada and a trip to Brussels would pretty much shows him how Europe is like. He adores the modern and new and sophisticated buildings and infrastructure they have in the North American continent, probably because his passion is in modern building (his reason for choosing civil engineering) Europe is a bit different. Not so much of skyscrappers, but I love how the modern architecture is blended well along with the cultural and historical arts. Incorporated well I must say and that's what I want him to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3. Amsterdam, Netherlands&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQTtjRJF1HI/AAAAAAAACAc/OeAFyrBl-04/s1600/amsterdam1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQTtjRJF1HI/AAAAAAAACAc/OeAFyrBl-04/s400/amsterdam1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549821830980031602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amsterdam is the garden of the world in Spring. It's tulip festival is awesome! Few friends of mine went there last Spring and all of them had great time and recommended the city so passionately..haha. And if I ever have the chance to visit this city one day, I would like to stay in a boat house =) a unique experience. It's very popular and synonymous to the city and why not go and try? My housemates and I have been talking about visiting this city next spring to visit the infamous Keukenhof Garden but, nothing is certain yet. One thing for sure, this city is a top priority! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;2. Geneva, Switzerland&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQTtjDxAn6I/AAAAAAAACAU/s4cGyWnXuis/s1600/geneva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQTtjDxAn6I/AAAAAAAACAU/s4cGyWnXuis/s400/geneva.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549821827389366178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Switzerland! This is a must-go destination for me. Oh boy, really hope I can visit this city next summer. I can almost imagine myself strolling at the lakeside, breathing fresh air and feel the breeze on my cheeks. Fingers crossed, I hope it will happen..haha. I am so ambitious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. Stockholm, Sweden&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQTti3dktMI/AAAAAAAACAM/KBwzUDlE4tE/s1600/Stockholm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQTti3dktMI/AAAAAAAACAM/KBwzUDlE4tE/s400/Stockholm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549821824086619330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Has anyone did the quiz on facebook on which European city you should live? Well, I did the quiz and got Stockholm. =) That's the main reason actually on why I really, really want to visit this city. It's even on my priority list! Not to mention my favourite clothes retailer, H&amp;amp;M has its headquarter here. (it's almost like visiting Spain for its Zara &amp;amp; Mango..hehe) Well actually I don't know why I really want to visit this city..it's just that I'm so interested. I know I sound crazy after I say this but Stockholm reminds me of cartoons during my childhood on Vikings. Is Stockholm the place where the Vikings came from anyway? hoho..I'm bad. &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 style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, that's my list =) How about you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4033859026996213989-8941308645998802664?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/8941308645998802664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=8941308645998802664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8941308645998802664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8941308645998802664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/12/5-european-cities-that-i-wish-to-visit.html' title='5 European Cities that I wish to visit before 2012 =)'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQTtkL85ovI/AAAAAAAACAs/rdWmyVlxZMg/s72-c/paris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-5833566077705314029</id><published>2010-12-11T19:12:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-11T19:59:18.250Z</updated><title type='text'>..a little something for my office in the future =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last month, I think it was on the 15th..(I think, correct me if I'm wrong), we had a debate presentation. It was actually our CST project and my group was the first group to present. The topic was 'Feminisation of Dentistry is A Good Thing' and we were against that motion. But first of all, I would like to thank an ex-classmate of mine in secondary school, the legendary Jeremy for his brilliant and awesome ideas for this debate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My other team mates were Timah (my classmate, my housemate, my ex-roomate..haha..inseparable huh?), Pako (a friend from Botsawana who's going back home for Christmas..oh Pako, do you know I envy you so much because of that?), Elise (I like the way she presented, she looked so professional..well almost like a lecturer lecturing students!), Claire (who talked about differences between male &amp;amp; female brains..she's an expert in Physiology I guess..hehe) and last but not least, the team leader, Ian. Ian's our class rep this year too and I think he's quite handsome and hot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the debate, it was good and fun but undeniably, I was freaking nervous when I was presenting. My knees were shaking. But, I thank God so much that unexpectedly, I won the Best Speaker Award, together with Nisha. And both of us happen to be under the same mentor, who is the dean! Coincidence? hehe..well, who knows it was just the dean's conspiracy to have all his mentees to win.. But nonetheless, I thank God so much for it. I take it as an early Christmas present. I was actually quite down and sad and upset for the past few weeks (mainly because I'm away from home again for Christmas this year). It's not that I am no longer upset, I still do, but the award seems to make me happy a lil bit..hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was totally unexpected. There were a lot of other people who present much better than me. Honestly I thought it would be either Aaron (he did his rebuttals really well), or Paul (I guess no one will ever forget his bed-of-roses analogy). Now, I seriously think the tea analogy I made as to conclude my speech was quite OK actually..hehe. Below is the winning gift. A tile with drawing on it by the autism society.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQPNfjfwZ5I/AAAAAAAACAE/jeH1kHQPpyY/s1600/IMG_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQPNfjfwZ5I/AAAAAAAACAE/jeH1kHQPpyY/s400/IMG_0215.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549505107838658450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The special guests on the awards day were people from the autism society (I can't remember the name of the society). When I entered lecture theater that day, I was bit annoyed because of the screaming noises made by the autistic girl sitting in front and I was like, 'What is she doing here?' And OMG, little did I know that they were the special guests of the day and I was so sorry when I knew about that. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the future, in our career ('our' as in me &amp;amp; my classmates), we will come across different kinds of people, and amongst them would be these autistic kids. They are sensitive people and they may not be able to understand a lot of things around them. Hence, we have to approach them differently from other patients and have different expectations. The coldness of the leather dental chairs may upset them, the sounds of the drills may scare them, and they might feel intimidated when a dentist is within close proximity with them when treatment is being carried out. One of our professors, Prof McConnell gave the closing speech that day, and he told us that he has an autistic patient, a boy. Prof said that he would always sing whenever he is treating him! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the tile is now placed in my living room..err the location is a bit weird. It deserves a better place but at the moment, that's the best location I can put it. But I promise, one day, when I have my own office later in the future, I'll hang it on my wall nicely. Not just a memoir of my college days as a dental student, but also as a reminder for me to be a good dentist and to treat my patients equally regardless of who they are. I know, I still have a looonng journey to go (another 3 and a half years left in this course), but it's never too early to have a dream right? And it's good to have one too~ HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQPNfbSUHBI/AAAAAAAAB_8/7h9CrIwURvA/s1600/IMG_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQPNfbSUHBI/AAAAAAAAB_8/7h9CrIwURvA/s400/IMG_0214.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549505105634794514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh ya, before I end this post today, I just want to share something from the opening speech of my mentor, Prof Finbarr Allen on the awards day. He told us that as un-dental-like as it may seems, the debate presentations was held as an effort to train us to step out from our comfort zones and began to see things in this field of dentistry which may not be in the books or facts that are taught in class. Simply because, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;Life is not just of black &amp;amp; white. There are a lot of shades in grey."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/4033859026996213989-5833566077705314029?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/5833566077705314029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=5833566077705314029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5833566077705314029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5833566077705314029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/12/little-something-for-my-office-in.html' title='..a little something for my office in the future =)'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQPNfjfwZ5I/AAAAAAAACAE/jeH1kHQPpyY/s72-c/IMG_0215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-6636577828872160195</id><published>2010-12-11T12:13:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-11T12:20:32.946Z</updated><title type='text'>hohoho..happy winter break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQNrF7Fk17I/AAAAAAAAB_0/qV3Ifiqs1PE/s1600/IMG_1139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQNrF7Fk17I/AAAAAAAAB_0/qV3Ifiqs1PE/s400/IMG_1139.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549396915355178930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;London Eye, summer 2010..I was excited about visiting London again in winter, during Christmas (..and Boxing Day after that) and not to mention the Winter Wonderland. But, things happened...&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQNrFoJD82I/AAAAAAAAB_s/cSg_Kfxb7Co/s1600/IMG_1329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQNrFoJD82I/AAAAAAAAB_s/cSg_Kfxb7Co/s400/IMG_1329.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549396910269526882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big Ben &amp;amp; I..small Ben in Canada.&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Happy Holiday everyone! Winter break for 3 weeks before hectic life starts in January.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;...2nd term will start on the 4th of January. I've seen the timetable for next term and it is awesomely full! Classes will be everywhere around Cork. urghhh..january is the coldest month of the year some more. feb &amp;amp; march aren't that warm either..i hate walking outside when it's really cold.&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/4033859026996213989-6636577828872160195?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/6636577828872160195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=6636577828872160195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/6636577828872160195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/6636577828872160195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/12/hohohohappy-winter-break.html' title='hohoho..happy winter break'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQNrF7Fk17I/AAAAAAAAB_0/qV3Ifiqs1PE/s72-c/IMG_1139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-7649060649943098087</id><published>2010-12-11T00:18:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-11T00:21:47.010Z</updated><title type='text'>december!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQLDoKypjuI/AAAAAAAAB_k/tkNHvMpFaws/s1600/IMG_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQLDoKypjuI/AAAAAAAAB_k/tkNHvMpFaws/s400/IMG_0162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549212785732849378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;snowy cork~ that is the picture of my rooftop garden 2 days after the first snow fell. not so much snow left. it's getting colder these days. well, it's winter anyway..pretty expected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-7649060649943098087?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/7649060649943098087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=7649060649943098087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7649060649943098087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7649060649943098087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/12/december.html' title='december!'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TQLDoKypjuI/AAAAAAAAB_k/tkNHvMpFaws/s72-c/IMG_0162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-8494855520788939245</id><published>2010-11-27T22:58:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-11-27T23:34:49.733Z</updated><title type='text'>Why studying in dent-school is so so fun?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The good thing of having loads of suffs to study and piles an piles of uncomprehendable&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I don't know that word exists or not but that is the best one to describe my dental material handouts)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lecture notes and thick, boring, colourless books to read, is that when you are away from all those, you'll feel so free! And it's like you are in a Utopia. Trust me, it's real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dentball was held last Saturday, a week ago. Not too late for me to blog about it rite? I was quite busy this week..haha. Ok below was what I was doing from morning til few hours before the ball. Boring stuffs huh? A biology-related-field students may recognise the images below. It's on embryology. Believe it or not, during the first week of development, almost all creatures in this world look the same! From fish to birds to dogs to pigs to human! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TPGQSoSLvjI/AAAAAAAAB_c/HIMSYAwOnSc/s1600/IMG_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TPGQSoSLvjI/AAAAAAAAB_c/HIMSYAwOnSc/s400/IMG_0053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544371265995521586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I would like to thank Michelle Phan's tutorials on YouTube..haha. For those who knows me well, you'd know that I'm not a big fan of make-ups and I barely put them on. Only on some special occasions, such as this =) Ok, make up-checked! But I was really skeptical about it the whole night long..because my fake lashes seemed to be a bit loose. My worst imaginary situation would be the lashes falling off on the dancefloor when I'm dancing with some hot guys (which did not happen..both the incident of lashes falling off &amp;amp; dancing with hot dent guys) Oh well, I did dance with a close-enough-to-hot guy which shall not be named here, and a not-hot-at-all dude which also shall not be named. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok,make up done! I do think I look a bit different without my glasses and with my hair down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TPGQPVdRpCI/AAAAAAAAB_U/fTpD19C-F9U/s1600/IMG_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TPGQPVdRpCI/AAAAAAAAB_U/fTpD19C-F9U/s400/IMG_0086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544371209402164258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dress, yup checked. And accessories from sale items in Dorothy Perkin &amp;amp; Wallis :D Good bargain I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TPGQOAlXXjI/AAAAAAAAB_M/NQzr4nBVzm4/s1600/IMG_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TPGQOAlXXjI/AAAAAAAAB_M/NQzr4nBVzm4/s400/IMG_0094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544371186619080242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here are my fellow friends. Sorry girls I don't better pic of u all..haha. That was the only decent one in my camera. Not to mention Disen's face is only quarter captured there. But who cares, we had fun, didn't we? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TPGQN57drLI/AAAAAAAAB_E/cYDy-qZrdWg/s1600/IMG_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TPGQN57drLI/AAAAAAAAB_E/cYDy-qZrdWg/s1600/IMG_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TPGQN57drLI/AAAAAAAAB_E/cYDy-qZrdWg/s400/IMG_0130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544371184832720050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And below are the other people..hihi. Honestly, I think last year's ball was more exciting. Maybe because I was in first year back then so everything seems to be exciting, including snow! Snow isn't as exciting as it looks when I was still in Malaysia..hehe. Oh what am I blabbing about now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TPGQNuKfr1I/AAAAAAAAB-8/lNdLyQFpDI4/s1600/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TPGQNuKfr1I/AAAAAAAAB-8/lNdLyQFpDI4/s400/IMG_0142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544371181674540882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that's all for today. I have to get back to my books. Exams coming up soon..as in one more week to come.. I'll be sitting for 3 subjects, and one of them is a finals. The other two are 20% and 30% respectively..err I'm not really sure about that percentage, have to double check =P hehe..do pray for me! Thanks~ God bless &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4033859026996213989-8494855520788939245?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/8494855520788939245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=8494855520788939245&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8494855520788939245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8494855520788939245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/11/why-studying-in-dent-school-is-so-so.html' title='Why studying in dent-school is so so fun?'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TPGQSoSLvjI/AAAAAAAAB_c/HIMSYAwOnSc/s72-c/IMG_0053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-2091831937478729871</id><published>2010-11-04T23:31:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-11-04T23:46:10.430Z</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There are cute little things in life that can make us smile. And for me, one of 'em is something like below. The image here is a screen clipping from one of our Skype-dating-sessions and we don't talk much sometimes. Just tanya kabar dan mengarut2 saja..tapi... =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TNNCd5IUJmI/AAAAAAAAB-0/Ux9kX2Fvp0M/s1600/Untitled+picture.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TNNCd5IUJmI/AAAAAAAAB-0/Ux9kX2Fvp0M/s400/Untitled+picture.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535841448287807074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben knows how to use anatomical terms already! HAHA..in case the font's too small, well, here's the conversation:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;me: (sending a heart shape emoticon)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ben: uih, besarnya &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;liver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; dia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Too much conversation with a girl from the health sciences field huh? ;) Well, sa pun kira bulih tahan juga ni ben, td sa tukar mentol lampu bilik Sue! Ba,layak la tu dapat title sumandak civil engineer kan.. =P &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 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-2091831937478729871?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/2091831937478729871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=2091831937478729871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/2091831937478729871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/2091831937478729871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TNNCd5IUJmI/AAAAAAAAB-0/Ux9kX2Fvp0M/s72-c/Untitled+picture.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-3822677127548540000</id><published>2010-11-02T10:59:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-02T11:34:28.601Z</updated><title type='text'>Operation Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday morning, I received an email from Jo from CMF (Christian Medical Fellowship) regarding the updates on Operation Christmas Child by Samaritans Purse. This year, we are going to participate in this event by donating gifts and goodies which are placed in shoe boxes and have them sent to unfortunate kids in other countries. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I heard about this about a month ago, I was just like, "OK, that's interesting." And that was it until I received another email on the updates regarding that yesterday. Honestly, I had totally forgotten about it. And I am so,so,so,so glad that Jo reminded me about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story doesn't end there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Immediately after checking the email, I went on to my daily devotion. (Oh sorry Lord, I put checking emails first before reading the Bible...) The Lord is so amazing! Reading yesterday was from Ecclesiastes 5:8-20. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...verse 10; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Whoever loves money never has enough, whoever loves wealth is never satisfied with their income. This too is meaningless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...verse 19; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Moreover, when God gives someone wealth and possessions, and the ability to enjoy them, to accept their lot and be happy in their toil-this is a gift from God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These two verses really strike me. As I read the verses, I felt like God was really talking straight to my heart. I am always worried about money and had the fear of insufficient fund by the end of the month.. (=.=)""" and these verses reminded me to be thankful of what I have because all of it is a gift from God! And I should enjoy every bits of God's gifts to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's definitely not a passport to go for shopping sprees and spend till I drop. I realised that the biggest joy I can have is to be able to share the joy with others. Not only with friends and families, but also other people whom I might not know and might not have the chance to know personally. For instance, the unfortunate kids from various countries that are ministered by the Samaritans Purses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so glad to be involved in this ministry this year. I reckon this is an opportunity for me to bless others with what the Lord has blessed me. =) And thank you Lord, for reminding me once again that Earthly stuffs are not worth to be loved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a blessed November everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-3822677127548540000?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/3822677127548540000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=3822677127548540000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3822677127548540000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3822677127548540000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/11/operation-christmas.html' title='Operation Christmas!'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-1435686949787051710</id><published>2010-10-31T00:46:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T01:38:05.143+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Atlantic isn't too BIG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's the last day of October now (but somehow, I always thought that it's November already since earlier this week) It's getting colder here in Cork, also also rainier. When it's sunny, it's windy and cold. When it's raining, it can be not so cold with mild wind. Worst scenario would be rain+strong wind+cold. And I hate that.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last week of October was not so productive I'd say, at least for me. I was so lazy. And I was supposed to have my BlueHistology done but I didn't. The dateline is getting nearer and I've done nothing. Oh well, I had my first attempt on the Histology assessment and I got 6/10 and that was before doing any exercise on Blue Histology and also without notes. Oh well, I'll just re-do it sometime later. I have one more attempt available and I'll have to make sure I get full mark for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as for physiology, my target earlier on this week was to revise on the special senses by Dr Gordon Reid. And that was supposed to be easy, only hearing, balance &amp;amp; vision. I failed. Haiz~ Neuroanatomy and embryology went down the drain too. I was sooooooooooo unproductive and I can't figure out why. It was like my lazy-week this week (because when my hardworking-week comes, I can get super productive and get things done way ahead of my target)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week obviously wasn't the best week in my life, BUT, it wasn't the worst either. Million of thanks to a special someone whom I always hold dear to my heart =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TMy0MZVv6iI/AAAAAAAAB-s/SI3zFnix3qw/s400/DSC07767.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533996167185033762" /&gt;My classes ended at noon on Friday. And I had a call from a woman called Teresa right after lunch. She's a florist and she was saying that she has a flower delivery for me. And I was quite surprised. I even thought that it was a prank call! But she came anyway, about 40minutes after the call. And really, there was a delivery for me. It was not a big bouquet of flowers, simply a plant with soil. And an envelope with a card addressed to me. And I was wondering who could the sender be. Sue, my housemate, was teasing me and said that it could from a secret admirer..haha..&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TMy0MA4R6HI/AAAAAAAAB-k/_zywyS2pe7U/s1600/DSC07766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TMy0MA4R6HI/AAAAAAAAB-k/_zywyS2pe7U/s400/DSC07766.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533996160618981490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That was the first time I've ever received a flower gift from someone, even from a boyfriend of 3 years. And so Sue took the honour to snap that moment..hihi.The photo was taken just before I opened the envelope and read the card enclosed. And as you can see, I was still smiling. But as soon as I knew who the sender was, tears rolled down my cheeks heavily and I won't upload that picture here..haha. I looked horrible. The flower was from Ben. I was so deeply touched! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The card was not written by him, obviously, but the words on it was from him. "I wish I could give this to you with my own hand, but the Atlantic is too big" It meant a lot to me. Earlier this week, I did joked to him that he has never given his girlfriend flowers like how Ted (in How I Met Your Mother) always does. It never occurred to me that Ben would respond to that so immediately. Thanks, honey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the timing was just right. After a bad week, and ..oh I don't know what to say..I just thank the Lord that I have someone like you. Ben, if you ever read this post, I would like you to know that I love you so much and thank you for being a very understanding bestfriend,cum boyfriend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear, Atlantic isn't too big after all, right? =) I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4033859026996213989-1435686949787051710?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/1435686949787051710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=1435686949787051710&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1435686949787051710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1435686949787051710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/10/atlantic-isnt-too-big.html' title='Atlantic isn&apos;t too BIG'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TMy0MZVv6iI/AAAAAAAAB-s/SI3zFnix3qw/s72-c/DSC07767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-922333510015068670</id><published>2010-10-27T19:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T19:56:27.484+01:00</updated><title type='text'>cupcakes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TMh0-eRZ_3I/AAAAAAAAB-c/QC8EJ_rmK5U/s1600/cupcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TMh0-eRZ_3I/AAAAAAAAB-c/QC8EJ_rmK5U/s400/cupcake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532800758851436402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know, I know, it's too soon to say anything about wedding. It's not going to happen to me until, maybe at least, another 4 years. But, I am just sooo in the mood to blog right now. I found the picture above the other day and fall in love with the beauty of it..HAHA. And I want to have something similar to that for my wedding. Told B about it, but he laughed! Dear, I am so gonna make it happen. And I'll bake it myself..hehehehehehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-922333510015068670?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/922333510015068670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=922333510015068670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/922333510015068670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/922333510015068670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/10/cupcakes.html' title='cupcakes!'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TMh0-eRZ_3I/AAAAAAAAB-c/QC8EJ_rmK5U/s72-c/cupcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-6817421182863314895</id><published>2010-10-27T18:16:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T18:45:02.394+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mozart!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Salzburg, Austria is really,really a wonderful place. I love the gardens and the buildings. It seems like you are walking into an ancient city. I went there in summer, the ending of summer actually. So the weather was really nice. Not too cold, not too warm and the flowers were all still blooming! I just cannot describe the beauty of this small city into proper words. One must visit it, and see by her or his own eyes to understand what I meant. It's really BEAUTIFUL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TMhgWmhuRTI/AAAAAAAAB-U/yYdUXd9OOMs/s1600/IMG_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TMhgWmhuRTI/AAAAAAAAB-U/yYdUXd9OOMs/s400/IMG_0022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532778083640034610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I am no musically talented. I sang, and my boyfriend always teased me, "Sayang, out of chord betul la kamu nyanyi." He plays guitar well, and can hit high notes when singing, so I have nothing to say against that. haha..but ok, my visit to Salzburg was purely because I was in Munich for a week and happened to find a brochure on an English-guided tour to Salzburg for a day. I had not a slightest idea that it's Mozart's hometown..haha. The picture below is the house where he was born. And now, it has been turned into a museum already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TMhgWLuLXvI/AAAAAAAAB-M/K-IXOzZWgRo/s1600/IMG_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TMhgWLuLXvI/AAAAAAAAB-M/K-IXOzZWgRo/s400/IMG_0067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532778076444516082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mozart!! I've heard about you but I don't know any of your songs..hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-6817421182863314895?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/6817421182863314895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=6817421182863314895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/6817421182863314895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/6817421182863314895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/10/mozart.html' title='Mozart!!'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TMhgWmhuRTI/AAAAAAAAB-U/yYdUXd9OOMs/s72-c/IMG_0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-2639767705866138789</id><published>2010-10-27T17:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T18:15:40.503+01:00</updated><title type='text'>i am a nerd, who appreciates the human body</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since I last posted up something in here. Life's kinda hectic and I was quite occupied with lots of things lately. I promised myself earlier this year to be a better student maa..hehehe...and I am not yet that good, but am heading towards the right direction. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am actually on an intensive PL 2030 reading and revising. It's one of the subjects that I am doing this term. It's physiology. At first, I thought it was so not relevant to dentistry. We are doing this subject together with the medics, and I reckon, it was sooo necessary for them, but for us? okeh, that was my thought about 1month and a half ago. (I just thought that the subject is so useless for me as a dentistry student)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so bored in class and couldn't understand a single thing. But, my perception changed since I begin to read the recommended text books and started writing my own notes. I was A.M.A.Z.E.D and in A.W.E.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the physiology of human body is really,really,really interesting. God is so creative. =) thank you Lord for creating me. now, because of PL2030, that I used to hate, I began to appreciate the human body more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-2639767705866138789?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/2639767705866138789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=2639767705866138789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/2639767705866138789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/2639767705866138789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-nerd-who-appreciates-human-body.html' title='i am a nerd, who appreciates the human body'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-5263206559769246947</id><published>2010-10-10T16:46:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T16:57:51.121+01:00</updated><title type='text'>10.10.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TLHggew1y-I/AAAAAAAAB-A/P7nC6yVNTEA/s1600/IMG_9237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TLHggew1y-I/AAAAAAAAB-A/P7nC6yVNTEA/s400/IMG_9237.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526445066378660834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has been quite a while since I last posted something here. During last holidays, I didn't feel like going online that much, and let alone posting something on this blog. Well, my holiday was not that fun and there's nothing to blog about too. haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's good to be back. 2nd year finally..haha. Freshies no longer, it's sophomore now. I kinda look forward to this new academic year. Another year into dentistry means a year closer to become a qualified dentist. This 1st term is not going to be really busy. Still quite relaxed actually. But after winter holiday this year, life's gonna get so tough. hoho..I'll pull through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/4033859026996213989-5263206559769246947?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/5263206559769246947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=5263206559769246947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5263206559769246947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5263206559769246947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/10/101010.html' title='10.10.10'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TLHggew1y-I/AAAAAAAAB-A/P7nC6yVNTEA/s72-c/IMG_9237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-8182082121292667118</id><published>2010-07-31T06:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T07:39:28.059+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Last two months~ (^_^)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It has been exactly 2 months since I reached home for summer holiday. So, what have I been doing within these 2 months? hehehe..makan tido makan tido makan tido makan tido. Seriously, I've been eating like crazy, and well I don't really mind gaining a bit more weight so it's ok. Did I go anywhere? Nope..hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Staying at home is actually an enjoying thing to do. Especially when you are away 3/4 of the year. In fact, I'm glad that I could help Mom with the house chores and also Dad at his office (doing an office girl job). I've been away from home since form 1 and since then, I get further and further away. So holiday at home, spending 24/7 with them is actually good. =) When else can I spend time with them? Oh dear, I'm really going to miss my family damn much when I get back to Ireland later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My younger sister Mujan was at home during my first two weeks here. I brought my Remington straightening iron and we decided to try it. To straighten your hair, just clamp your hair in between the plates for few seconds and it's done. The challenge is on how to curl your hair using this two pieces of metal plates. So we watched demos on Youtube and tried. All my attempts failed..haih. But surprisingly, Mujan succeeded! On her first attempt pulak tu..she tried it on my hair as shown below =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TFO3pKA_lPI/AAAAAAAAB9w/dJkkmwj_gh8/s1600/IMG_3162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TFO3pKA_lPI/AAAAAAAAB9w/dJkkmwj_gh8/s400/IMG_3162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499941487640548594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earlier in June, my family and I went back to Miri for a week. I had so much fun with friends and families there. but unfortunately, on the way, our van broke down at Betong Rest stop.. We couldn't start the engine and we have to push the van to a nearby gas station. Imagine three girls pushing a van..huh =.=..But thank God, after an hour, the engine suddenly worked well again and so we continued our journey to Miri. But we stopped by in Sibujaya for a night. Oh how I miss Sibu..mmm..Kuching is so hectic compared to Sibu. Below's the picture taken when we were waiting at the gas station in Betong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TFO3okdJ1II/AAAAAAAAB9o/wwgcxEEdPus/s1600/IMG_2582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TFO3okdJ1II/AAAAAAAAB9o/wwgcxEEdPus/s400/IMG_2582.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499941477558113410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when we returned to Kuching, we brought our grandma along..hoho. She's my mom's mother. We call her 'Pui Doh Atip' which simply means grandma from Long Atip (fyi, my Mom's kampung is Long Atip). And grandma from Dad's side is 'Pui Doh Biling'. When we were young, we cannot pronounce 'Sepilling' &lt;--Dad's kampung so that's why it's Biling there..hehe. I have only one grandpa left so we call him 'Pui Ke'..grandpa in Kayan. He's dad's father. Yeah, both of them are coming to Kuching next week. They'll be staying with us for 2 weeks~ so, from the 2nd of August till the 15th of August, all my grandparents from both Mom and Dad's sides are here. (^_^) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TFO3oYEUgdI/AAAAAAAAB9g/TTT2XvRv7RE/s1600/IMG_3211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TFO3oYEUgdI/AAAAAAAAB9g/TTT2XvRv7RE/s400/IMG_3211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499941474232730066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~We love Pui Doh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For the past few weeks, I've been joining my church's youth group. We call ourselves 'Generasi Pemenang' =) We have our meetings on every Tuesday from 8-10pm. I feel so blessed and encouraged after every meetings and we have awesome fellowships. It's great to know that there are other young people who are like me, still learning more about God and in the process of maturing. My youngest sister and I are always in charge of the refreshments. We love to do that..hehe..because we both love baking. Next week, we are going to bake brownies (again?hehe) and hopefully cheesecake with blueberry swirls~ shhhh.. all glory be to God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last but not least, I had a new haircut! ;) I went to Dessy, our cell group member for this. She has a saloon. I'm trying out short fringe with layered hair. huhu..my Dad said I look younger with that hairstyle..haha =) anyways, I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TFO3nso73KI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/dySWR3Fc5sw/s1600/IMG_3241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TFO3nso73KI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/dySWR3Fc5sw/s400/IMG_3241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499941462575144098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okeh that's all for today~ am going to Water Front Kuching to watch the Regatta after this. tata~ may God bless everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-8182082121292667118?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/8182082121292667118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=8182082121292667118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8182082121292667118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8182082121292667118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='Last two months~ (^_^)'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TFO3pKA_lPI/AAAAAAAAB9w/dJkkmwj_gh8/s72-c/IMG_3162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-1920161945821911196</id><published>2010-06-24T07:36:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T08:15:30.703+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia, place like no other</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hahaha..i'm back home! after 9 months away, finally I'm back home.&lt;div&gt;actually, it has been three weeks but I was too lazy to blog.hoho..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;journey back home was awesome. Fyi, I took Airasia from London to Kuala Lumpur and it was not bad. Honestly, I won't say it was great, but seriously, it was not bad. In fact, it was much better than what I thought it would be. The seat is much wider than the ones in domestic flights. And I got a window seat and I liked that. No free food but the flight attendants were all friendly and nice. (They look just a lil bit older than me..hehehe..and I'm taller than most of them. If I did not get the result which I got in SPM 4 years ago, I might end up as one of them..hoho...I wish.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I stayed for a night at Tune Hotel. It was nice and cosy and super damn small. But it's fine actually. Clean &amp;amp; the bed was big. But I was alone. Alone whole night long on a slightly bigger than queen sized bed. And I must mention this, the food at the hotel is ridiculously expensive and not fresh. Everything sold was just heated using the microwave! =.= semua makanan segera..oh sungguh menghampakan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holiday's so far so good. We went to Miri for a week and on the way, we stopped by in Sibu. I had so much fun with my cousins in Miri and the cute little Reynold Jau Bugao in Bintulu..hoho. Dad and Mom are planning to buy a piece of land in Miri, near my Uncle Roger's house. And it turned out that the owner of the lot just next to the one that my parents are going to buy is my classteacher when I was in primary 1 (in SK Jalan Bintang) hahaha..what a coincidence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weather wise, it is always and always summer here in Malaysia. It's equator, so there's nothing so surprising about that. And that's what I love the most! It's really warm here compared to Ireland. It was always hot and sunny since I came back, except today. When I woke up this morning, it was already raining and it didn't stop until lunch time and finally slowed a lil while ago. It's drizzling now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then comes World Cup FIFA 2010 in South Africa. hohoho..had fun watching the games with my dad and my younger sist. I was not a big fan of football and I am still not a fan. But I enjoy watching the game. Seeing 22 hot guys (or most of the times, not so hot guys) chasing a ball on a big green field, wondering how on earth the referee couldn't see fouls and handballs sometimes, feeling sorry for teams which are being bullied (eg North Korea who was beaten to 7-0 by Portugal and Australia 4-0 by Germany), proud seeing Asian men running like lipas on the field...hahaha and all sorts of other feelings. I find all these so amusing. Anyway, I am supporting all the Asian teams..hahaha..I am so patriotic. And next would be Germany, Holland and England. ermm..maybe a bit support lah for Brazil. hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and here's an interesting thing I saw today..hoho:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TCMDfh-Ym0I/AAAAAAAAB8o/ldI5JQOlO9Q/s400/Untitled+picture.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 129px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486232611298253634" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meteor is my phone's telco back in Ireland. I was visiting their site justnow to browse their phones (planning to buy a new one when I get back to Ireland) and I found that. I think most of us know what happened during the qualification round to the World Cup when Ireland was playing against France. France won the match even though the winning goal was actually a handball. And the Irish really know how to pay revenge creatively..haha. Meteor is having this World Cup promotion and every phone represents a team. Each time a team wins, the price of the phone representing that team will be deducted by 10euros the next day and if it's draw, 5 euros will be reduced. However, if &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;France loses, all teams are considered as winning and all the phones will be reduced by 10euros&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..hahahaha.. this is what I call as smart revenge! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's all for today..till then, God bless everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-1920161945821911196?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/1920161945821911196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=1920161945821911196&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1920161945821911196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1920161945821911196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/06/malaysia-place-like-no-other.html' title='Malaysia, place like no other'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/TCMDfh-Ym0I/AAAAAAAAB8o/ldI5JQOlO9Q/s72-c/Untitled+picture.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-5071444307477401478</id><published>2010-05-21T16:37:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T16:42:55.527+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Apartment 1,15 Homeville Place, Western Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S_apRDXpZYI/AAAAAAAAB8g/LqIxXixFzvU/s1600/IMG_2555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S_apRDXpZYI/AAAAAAAAB8g/LqIxXixFzvU/s400/IMG_2555.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473748507542775170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S_apQn_tvYI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/ZCRJueHA8sk/s1600/IMG_2545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S_apQn_tvYI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/ZCRJueHA8sk/s400/IMG_2545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473748500194639234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S_apQU8VF8I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/iYRysS7yibU/s1600/IMG_2544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S_apQU8VF8I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/iYRysS7yibU/s400/IMG_2544.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473748495080167362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my house! hehehe..yeay! finally my house hunting days is over. thank GOD. the 1st picture above is my room..hoho. it's in the attic. then the two below are our rooftop garden. Lovely, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-5071444307477401478?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/5071444307477401478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=5071444307477401478&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5071444307477401478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5071444307477401478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/05/apartment-1-homeville-place-western.html' title='Apartment 1,15 Homeville Place, Western Road'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S_apRDXpZYI/AAAAAAAAB8g/LqIxXixFzvU/s72-c/IMG_2555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-7902827296156629712</id><published>2010-05-21T01:20:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T01:36:49.157+01:00</updated><title type='text'>an ocean apart..it hurts. ouchh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S_XVgE2E0HI/AAAAAAAAB8E/NWKYrD6pM94/s1600/ija+%26+ben.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S_XVgE2E0HI/AAAAAAAAB8E/NWKYrD6pM94/s400/ija+%26+ben.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473515669171785842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly today, I miss my boyfriend. We've been in a long distant relationship since 2 years back and I'm used to not having him around. Kinda jealous seeing other couples sometimes..haha =P staying in different parts of the same country, where the two places are reachable by bus or train is not an LDR. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ermm well, even when Ben and I are both in Malaysia, we are not getting really near to each other that I can call him out to go for movies or something. I'm staying in Sarawak and he's in Sabah. Kuching and Kota Kinabalu are not next to each other. (It's like Perlis and Johor, for God's sake or maybe a bit further than that).. and there's no bus connecting these two cities..only flights. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time difference and hectic schedules seem to make us further apart. And next year, when I'll be having 9 subjects while he's in 3rd year and coping with more projects and assignments, I seriously can't imagine how it would be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mmm..I miss you la Ben.. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-7902827296156629712?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/7902827296156629712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=7902827296156629712&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7902827296156629712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7902827296156629712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/05/ocean-apartit-hurts-ouchh.html' title='an ocean apart..it hurts. ouchh!'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S_XVgE2E0HI/AAAAAAAAB8E/NWKYrD6pM94/s72-c/ija+%26+ben.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-8036757708400596961</id><published>2010-05-21T00:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T01:19:23.642+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PDRM vs GARDA</title><content type='html'>saya akan tulis post ni dalam bahasa melayu sebab saya taknak pihak garda cari saya nanti..hoho.&lt;div&gt;sesungguhnya pihak garda di sini sangat la tak efficient. proses membuat kad garda baru (setelah kad garda saya kena curi di sepanyol) sangat lah lama..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ish rasa malas pula crita panjang2. dah explain kat facebook tadi dah. pendek kata, saya disuruh ke sana dan ke sini untuk buat itu dan ini.. dan kalu department tu dalam builiding yang sama tak apa la. ni buliding yang lain-lain. satu kat hujung Cork sebelah sana, satu lagi nun jauh di hujung Cork yang lain seberang sungai Lee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 kali ke hulu, ke hilir..tak siap-siap..haih..pdrm lagi ok kot. slow-slow pdrm tu pun takda la se-slow garda.. sekasar-kasar pegawai pdrm pun, kasar lagi pegawai garda yang macam baru kuar akademi polis tu..blum tauk keja rasanya dia. haih&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;minggu depan la saya try apply kad garda lagi ni..susah betul la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-8036757708400596961?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/8036757708400596961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=8036757708400596961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8036757708400596961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8036757708400596961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/05/pdrm-vs-garda.html' title='PDRM vs GARDA'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-6382874747862414165</id><published>2010-05-20T00:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T01:24:08.541+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE stranded FLIGHT, ONE THOUSAND stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S_R2Hgj2IoI/AAAAAAAAB78/RY30uzpREZM/s1600/IMG_2425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S_R2Hgj2IoI/AAAAAAAAB78/RY30uzpREZM/s400/IMG_2425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473129318533440130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This picture above was taken when we were just told that our flight was canceled. No one seemed to be so worried, just a bit disappointed maybe. None of us there would have ever thought that our stay in Barcelona would be extended. Not one day, not two days, not three..but seven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It has been approximately a month since the Icelandic eruption that had caused massive flight disruption in Europe happened. I nearly forgot about it because I was sitting for my finals, which thankfully went quite well. To be honest, I also have forgotten how horrible or how sad or how miserable I was when I was stranded there. I remember I was emotionally not so happy, but somehow, I nearly forget how bad it felt. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[I still remembered I cried few times in the shower though..hehe]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The only thing that I can remember and recall very well from the experience is the close bond among us, the stranded passengers. When the flight was canceled, more than half left and took alternative routes that lead to home. But for some of us, including me, we decided to stay and wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aer Lingus was good enough to send us to a hotel and paid for our meals. Through out our stay there, we began to befriend and to know each other better. And shared stories. It felt so amazing. People from different backgrounds, different countries, from all walks of lives, came together under one roof and took care of each other. There were students who were dying to go back home for exams like me and Li-Ann, social workers who dedicate their lives for the benefit of other unfortunate peoples, managing directors of a huge companies in Ireland, a father who desperately wanted to see his newborn child, parents who left their kids back home, uncle and nephew who came merely to watch a football match, a wife who left her husband for the first time in 20 years to celebrate her friend's birthday or simply just old folks who were spending their retirement years traveling around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Each and every one of us had our own stories. Personally, I was so touched because nobody neglect anybody. In a short while, we became like families. On our first day stranded, one of the ladies came to me and offered to buy me food and drinks whenever I am hungry or thirsty (because she knew my purse was stolen a day before). She said that she has a daughter about my age and she wouldn't want her daughter to be in my situation too. I was so touched that I nearly cried. It was like she's treating me like her own daughter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I was so tensed and frustrated one morning, a man hugged me and said everything's gonna be OK. And again, I nearly cried when he said, "We are all together in this and that makes you like my own sister now. No one will leave you behind. We'll go through this together". And another elderly man, who's also a managing director of a pharmaceutical company offered to teach me Chemistry because I said I'm worried, the exam's just around the corner. He has a degree in Chemistry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I enjoyed the company of 3 Scottish retirees who are still young at heart ;) ..hehe. One of them shared the same birthday with Li-Ann. They are really cheerful and happy and that made me happy too. The three of them were so nice and friendly. I felt so relieved and glad when talking with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I can't tell every thing here. There are too much things to say. I can never be able to put all those in words. But one thing for sure, I value these newly-bonded friendship a lot. The experience really taught me that whoever you are, wherever you come from, you are still a human being..hehehe. In things such as this volcanic eruption and flight disruption, there will still be limitation. Treat other people without prejudice, and surrender to God and believe in Him. He will make a way and open the right door when other doors are closing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am supposed to fly back to Dublin and take a bus from Dublin to Cork but God is so wonderful. He sent me back on a flight to Cork. =) He is so great and won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;derful, isn't He?&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/4033859026996213989-6382874747862414165?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/6382874747862414165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=6382874747862414165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/6382874747862414165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/6382874747862414165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-stranded-flight-one-thousand.html' title='ONE stranded FLIGHT, ONE THOUSAND stories'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S_R2Hgj2IoI/AAAAAAAAB78/RY30uzpREZM/s72-c/IMG_2425.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-2930654628393594418</id><published>2010-05-19T02:31:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T02:47:00.830+01:00</updated><title type='text'>20% is done, another 80% to go.</title><content type='html'>Exam's over! The last subject was last Monday and I give thanks to God for that. I was really struggling and I know, I couldn't have make it through without Him beside me. He blessed me with wonderful Dad, Mom and sisters who never fail to encourage and support me from behind. And also I would like to thank all of you for the prayers and thoughts~ it means a lot to me =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 dreadful subjects passed by so quickly! before I knew it, I was already sitting for my last paper. Time flies a lot faster during exam times. I think. 3 hours sitting in the exam hall for each subject feels like only a few minutes..haha..aka sometimes I felt I don't have enough time to answer all the questions~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I am so glad that 1st year is now done..hoho. That means, I'm 20% done with my degree. Another 80% to go, which also means, another 4 years. It is still a long, long, long, way to go for me but I am now a step closer to my dream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but for the time being, I'm so looking forward to summer holiday in Malaysia! haha.. I'm going back next week and I can't wait for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-2930654628393594418?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/2930654628393594418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=2930654628393594418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/2930654628393594418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/2930654628393594418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/05/20-is-done-another-80-to-go.html' title='20% is done, another 80% to go.'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-3860179828360054583</id><published>2010-05-10T13:41:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T14:05:08.894+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my MOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S-gD09Z7ESI/AAAAAAAAB70/Dc57Y2J5jbE/s1600/IMG_0723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S-gD09Z7ESI/AAAAAAAAB70/Dc57Y2J5jbE/s400/IMG_0723.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469625955812839714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Mother's Day, mommy.. You are the bestest mom in the whole world. Thank you for everything, your love,care,concern,advice, and especially for raising me up in the love of Christ. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-3860179828360054583?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/3860179828360054583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=3860179828360054583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3860179828360054583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3860179828360054583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-love-my-mom.html' title='I love my MOM'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S-gD09Z7ESI/AAAAAAAAB70/Dc57Y2J5jbE/s72-c/IMG_0723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-1671000852595019252</id><published>2010-05-06T22:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T23:10:20.258+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaudi~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S-M75C-h1pI/AAAAAAAAB7s/QVakVrfjfDs/s1600/barcelona+COLLAGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S-M75C-h1pI/AAAAAAAAB7s/QVakVrfjfDs/s400/barcelona+COLLAGE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468280223795631762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Physiology went quite well! ;) thank God so much. ermm the above collage is made up of buildings designed by Gaudi. He was an architect and based in Barcelona about 100 years ago. He was really creative, and talented as an architect I must say, but his life was quite sad. Do google bout him. He's quite an interesting subject. And there's this cathedral called 'Sagrada Familia' which was not yet completed when he died, and still, is unfinished and the Spanish government is continuing his work. That majestic and huge cathedral is scheduled to be completed in 2026, which would be Gaudi's 100th death anniversary.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all the bad experiences I had in Barcelona, I think, I will only visit that city again after 2026, or anytime after Sagrada Familia is completed. And yeah, that would be like a family vacation I guess..hehe..my own family I mean, with my husband and kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: next paper is on Monday. AN1006!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-1671000852595019252?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/1671000852595019252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=1671000852595019252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1671000852595019252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1671000852595019252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/05/gaudi.html' title='Gaudi~'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S-M75C-h1pI/AAAAAAAAB7s/QVakVrfjfDs/s72-c/barcelona+COLLAGE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-3304527207687749306</id><published>2010-05-05T23:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:59:24.577+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1 down, 4 to go</title><content type='html'>yep, that was and still is my facebook status since yesterday.&lt;div&gt;DS1002 was over. and it didn't go as well as I hoped it would..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but tomorrow's gonna be better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's PL1030 and better known as Physiology. I pray that I'll be able to answer all the questions. Amen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-3304527207687749306?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/3304527207687749306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=3304527207687749306&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3304527207687749306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3304527207687749306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/05/1-down-4-to-go.html' title='1 down, 4 to go'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-4027304095994715318</id><published>2010-04-23T20:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T20:49:36.331+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Barcelona</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was in Barcelona from the 12th to 21st of April. It was supposed to be a short trip from the 12th to the 15th, but I was stranded due to the volcanic eruption in Iceland. I guess it was all over the news so there's no need for me to give all the details here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not blogging about that today since I have exams coming up soon so this post is just an update. Stranded for nearly 1 week was not that bad (I'll share the experience here after my finals..haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9H3W6hiI9I/AAAAAAAAB7k/i85T4L60100/s1600/IMG_2161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9H3W6hiI9I/AAAAAAAAB7k/i85T4L60100/s400/IMG_2161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463419796016210898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But as a Malaysian, I really,really,really need to share this picture below with all of you out there. Me and my friends (Li Ann, Su Ann, Jon, Victor &amp;amp; Yeo) spent our first afternoon in Barcelona strolling and walking down La Ramblas (a popular street in Barcelona) and at the end of that street, there's this shop which caught our eyes immediately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Kualalumpur" shop selling summer and beach clothing..haha. Maybe Kuala Lumpur reminds the owner of warm weather and hence name his or her shop "Kualalumpur". **out of all the South East Asian countries, why Kuala Lumpur?hehe..and not Bangkok, Jakarta, Manila or Singapore? Well, I don't have the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9H3WpJA2PI/AAAAAAAAB7c/1wcENgl3f1c/s1600/IMG_2177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9H3WpJA2PI/AAAAAAAAB7c/1wcENgl3f1c/s400/IMG_2177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463419791349962994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Probably, Malaysia is truly Asia indeed ;) ohh I miss Malaysia and another 38days to go before I will be able to breathe Malaysian air, consume Malaysian foods, and be at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, do uphold me in prayer as I am sitting for my final exam starting on the 4th of May. Thank you. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-4027304095994715318?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/4027304095994715318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=4027304095994715318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4027304095994715318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4027304095994715318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/04/barcelona.html' title='Barcelona'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9H3W6hiI9I/AAAAAAAAB7k/i85T4L60100/s72-c/IMG_2161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-3952531741533320852</id><published>2010-04-04T01:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T01:51:09.366+01:00</updated><title type='text'>i love u, u r perfect, now change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S7fh-CTqfhI/AAAAAAAAB6o/b-JRomC-ztQ/s1600/i+love+u,+u+r+perfect,+now+change.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S7fh-CTqfhI/AAAAAAAAB6o/b-JRomC-ztQ/s400/i+love+u,+u+r+perfect,+now+change.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456077929470131730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Gaya both love the play!!! It was performed at Cork Arts Theatre and a friend who is also our classmate was one of the main actors.. (^_^) the 10euros were worth it! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-3952531741533320852?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/3952531741533320852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=3952531741533320852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3952531741533320852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3952531741533320852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-u-u-r-perfect-now-change.html' title='i love u, u r perfect, now change'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S7fh-CTqfhI/AAAAAAAAB6o/b-JRomC-ztQ/s72-c/i+love+u,+u+r+perfect,+now+change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-1324960540944940028</id><published>2010-04-01T12:23:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T12:32:48.255+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuya Milo and Nelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S7SCQOYKFfI/AAAAAAAAB6g/I9UMaLAGkQk/s1600/IMG_2127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S7SCQOYKFfI/AAAAAAAAB6g/I9UMaLAGkQk/s400/IMG_2127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455128263901451762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Introducing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kuya Milo and his wife Nelly. They are my church friends and we also have lunch together after church services every Sundays. They are so nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this week, they are going back to the Philippines for a while. I'm not sure when will they be coming back to Ireland. I pray that there'll be good job for Milo when he's coming back later. I miss them already..huhu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one who's snapping this photo is Aurora. She's like an elder sister to me. Ermm yah, I have lots of Filipino friends here. And when I am with them, no one will ever thought that I am not Filipino as well..hehe. Aurora told me once that I can pass as a Filipino (^_^).. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-1324960540944940028?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/1324960540944940028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=1324960540944940028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1324960540944940028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1324960540944940028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/04/kuya-milo-and-nelly.html' title='Kuya Milo and Nelly'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S7SCQOYKFfI/AAAAAAAAB6g/I9UMaLAGkQk/s72-c/IMG_2127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-1211532803924962126</id><published>2010-04-01T12:07:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T12:18:49.838+01:00</updated><title type='text'>dream house</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/_W3HtItPhl0w/S7R_DFDcaoI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/9RZHlfi5SXU/s1600/IMG_2131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S7R_DFDcaoI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/9RZHlfi5SXU/s200/IMG_2131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455124739525470850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S7R_Cwp2ChI/AAAAAAAAB6I/g_6qkDjx8Ic/s1600/IMG_2130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S7R_Cwp2ChI/AAAAAAAAB6I/g_6qkDjx8Ic/s200/IMG_2130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455124734049389074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S7R_Cwp2ChI/AAAAAAAAB6I/g_6qkDjx8Ic/s1600/IMG_2130.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 weeks ago, the 5 of us went house-viewing. Me and my friends are now finding a house to rent for the next term since our lease with Castlewhite Apartment will end very soon and we are not planning to stay here any longer..haha. So, we went house-hunting and we found this house in Bishoptown area (one of our classmates is from that area too) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pics above were taken while waiting for Shu Yi and Sue. The house is across the road in Gaya's picture. Timah was standing in the middle of a field not so far from the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all love the house and have even started to dream of living there. It was really nice. To cut the story short, after agreeing to let the house to us, the negotiator let it to someone else. huh =.= there goes our dream house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S7R-mVh3MXI/AAAAAAAAB6A/iSWHRWX3Pjs/s1600/IMG_2131.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway, we are going to view another house tomorrow :D so hope that everything's fine.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S7R-mVh3MXI/AAAAAAAAB6A/iSWHRWX3Pjs/s1600/IMG_2131.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S7R-mVh3MXI/AAAAAAAAB6A/iSWHRWX3Pjs/s1600/IMG_2131.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4033859026996213989-1211532803924962126?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/1211532803924962126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=1211532803924962126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1211532803924962126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1211532803924962126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/04/dream-house.html' title='dream house'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S7R_DFDcaoI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/9RZHlfi5SXU/s72-c/IMG_2131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-2148998834199414437</id><published>2010-04-01T11:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:58:06.655+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Give thanks to the LORD, call on his name;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;       make known among the nations what he has done."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Psalm 105:1-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On March 29th, that was my devotion reading. Actually it was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Psalm 105:1-5&lt;/span&gt;, but that was the verse that caught my heart. This is quite a popular psalm but I've never really read its meaning deeply. I know we have to thank God for everything that we have. Be it good, be it bad because God provides all our needs according to His riches in glory. He knows what's best for us. Things that we think might be bad might actually be a blessing. We just have to wait and trust Him obediently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ermm yeah, back to the devotion I had that morning. By the way, currently, I am using Daily Bread for my daily devotions. The writer of the comments on this passage wrote something like this, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Everybody loves to be thanked. Even God. Our heavenly father finds pleasure in our expressions of thanks to Him. It's His will that we tell Him 'Thank You'...Keep looking for ways to improve your relationship with God. Don't forget what may be the most basic way to worship and honour Him: Tell Him 'THANKS'"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It made me realised that I have a lot of things to thank God for. And yet, I have not thank Him enough. I wonder will I be able to thank Him enough? No, I don't think so. It made me feel so small, and humble, and yet, He loves me. I'm so honoured to be called His daughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you Lord, for the cross and paid all by debts and for setting me free.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you Lord, for the love and salvation and grace and mercy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you Lord, for this life I have and the chance to breathe and live for a while here on Earth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you Lord, for the supportive family that you've given to me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you Lord, for the wonderful friends and companions.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you Lord, for EVERYTHING! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;The worship most acceptable to God comes from a thankful heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: happy spring! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-2148998834199414437?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/2148998834199414437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=2148998834199414437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/2148998834199414437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/2148998834199414437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/04/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-3487491951367554119</id><published>2010-03-31T16:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T18:26:26.612+01:00</updated><title type='text'>cool huh?</title><content type='html'>I can be as cold as ice. If that's what u want from me.&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/4033859026996213989-3487491951367554119?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/3487491951367554119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=3487491951367554119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3487491951367554119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3487491951367554119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/03/cool-huh.html' title='cool huh?'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-5334806950104779144</id><published>2010-03-27T02:17:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-27T02:19:12.154Z</updated><title type='text'>Barca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S61q9gu4ORI/AAAAAAAAB5w/ydlOVTpeYGs/s1600/barca.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S61q9gu4ORI/AAAAAAAAB5w/ydlOVTpeYGs/s400/barca.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453132328806660370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shall visit this place next month. I hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-5334806950104779144?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/5334806950104779144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=5334806950104779144&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5334806950104779144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5334806950104779144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/03/barca.html' title='Barca'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S61q9gu4ORI/AAAAAAAAB5w/ydlOVTpeYGs/s72-c/barca.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-3463063942450397472</id><published>2010-03-27T02:10:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-27T02:15:30.720Z</updated><title type='text'>breathing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S61pV4yn4rI/AAAAAAAAB5o/w5OgVzLYKDw/s1600/Frangipani+Flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S61pV4yn4rI/AAAAAAAAB5o/w5OgVzLYKDw/s400/Frangipani+Flowers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453130548558422706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know more about breathing than u do. At least, the mechanism part of it. All the muscles and bones involved, major ones, minor ones. Name it, I have all their names in my head. Not to mention the hiatus, meatus, passage of air and everything regarding that. Have u forgotten that's where my specialty is? Head and neck region. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehehehehe..fuh fuh fuh.. :)&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/4033859026996213989-3463063942450397472?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/3463063942450397472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=3463063942450397472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3463063942450397472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3463063942450397472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/03/breathing.html' title='breathing'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S61pV4yn4rI/AAAAAAAAB5o/w5OgVzLYKDw/s72-c/Frangipani+Flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-7286616903477623075</id><published>2010-03-25T22:09:00.007Z</published><updated>2010-03-25T22:31:50.364Z</updated><title type='text'>the end of my 1st year :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Finally, that was it. My final class for BDS (1st year). It was Biochemistry class with Dr Eoin Fleming. It was more like a revision class because we finished the lessons yesterday. I thank God for His guidance and blessings and mercy throughout this whole schooling terms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It was so fast. I am not prepared to be a senior, yet. My final exams will commence in May. And will end mid-May. I have the timetable in Blackboard but am just to lazy to log in now..haha. April will be my month off~ it's the spring break or also known as Easter break. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;[it is also our reading month]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;NOW, I am so looking forward to Barcelona trip in 2 weeks time and of course, summer holidays in MALAYSIA..yippee. I am so excited. My exroomate in UCSI before was here yesterday with her boyfriend who is also a friend. Glad that we met and had good chats. Reminded me of the times we had in UCSI ;) ...ohh how fast time flies. Now we are going different directions..I am so glad that our paths crossed once ago. (^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;oh ya, this below is a screen clipping of my facebook profile few hours ago:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S6vhUVIfjcI/AAAAAAAAB5g/5f9jAFxcBfU/s1600/ben+%26+dad.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S6vhUVIfjcI/AAAAAAAAB5g/5f9jAFxcBfU/s400/ben+%26+dad.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452699513248517570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Yusuf Anyi &amp;amp; Ben JK on the same page..hehe. These are the two men that I really,really love and care in this whole world. Dad loves facebook and he's always seen on my page. But not Ben. Ironic huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ben told me this afternoon that my dad sent him a message in Facebook..haha. he freaked out ( most probably, that's why he did not realise how excited I was after finishing my final class) The question that made my heart laughed so hard was, "Ija, should I address him as bapa?" haha..u are so cute la, Ben. For now, just 'uncle' would do ;) Above all, I hope my dad and my boyfriend will get along well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;[I guess that's one good thing facebook can offer..HAHA]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&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/4033859026996213989-7286616903477623075?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/7286616903477623075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=7286616903477623075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7286616903477623075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7286616903477623075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/03/end-of-my-1st-year.html' title='the end of my 1st year :)'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S6vhUVIfjcI/AAAAAAAAB5g/5f9jAFxcBfU/s72-c/ben+%26+dad.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-1644805465895228832</id><published>2010-03-19T01:59:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-19T02:17:12.205Z</updated><title type='text'>St Patrick's DAY! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It was Paddy's Day last Wednesday. Despite knowing that we are going to sit for AN1006 exam on Thursday, my friends and I decided to spare a few hours that day to go and see the parade in town. We were quite excited as that was our very first Paddy's Day ever. Shu Yi and I even had our cheeks painted! Hers was with the Irish flag and mine, the well-known shamrock leaf which is very synonym to St Patrick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S6Lbz_u7jNI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/_CmhmWduEkQ/s1600-h/IMG_1964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S6Lbz_u7jNI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/_CmhmWduEkQ/s400/IMG_1964.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450160185399807186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were lots of different organisations at the parade. The picture below is my favourite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S6LbzkhyhOI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/u1TTmZZIDB8/s1600-h/IMG_2051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S6LbzkhyhOI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/u1TTmZZIDB8/s400/IMG_2051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450160178096932066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh how I wish I have a DSLR camera...&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/4033859026996213989-1644805465895228832?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/1644805465895228832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=1644805465895228832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1644805465895228832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1644805465895228832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/03/st-patricks-day-d.html' title='St Patrick&apos;s DAY! :D'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S6Lbz_u7jNI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/_CmhmWduEkQ/s72-c/IMG_1964.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-7604580507396911115</id><published>2010-03-07T16:16:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-07T17:00:08.212Z</updated><title type='text'>dawn of a new month</title><content type='html'>mmm..maybe not really dawn. it's 7th of March here in Ireland. it's 8th in Malaysia now.&lt;div&gt;it's not my birthday yet but i feel older. haih~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;true enough, as time passes by, we are getting older. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--- older by a second, a minute, an hour, a day, a week, a month, a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As long as we are still alive and breathing, we will always get older as the clock continues ticking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alive? Exist?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is there any difference between living and existing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In CMF last Friday, we watched this video of a man doing bungee jumping. There were questions and discussions after that. Life metaphorically is like bungee jumping. There are a lot of ways and styles of doing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Head first? Feet first? Facing backwards? Or from the front? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Confidently or reluctantly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More than often, whatever style you take, it's the one with confidence that makes you feel like you are flying and soaring in the air when you stepped up and jump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's life. As a Christian, I was always told by parents, pastors, church elders that our lives is in God's hands. Place your future in His mighty hands and He'll lead the way. I believe that. Truly believe. That's why I keep the verse Jeremiah 29:11 so dear in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But lately, again, the question such as "What's the difference of living and merely existing?" keeps on popping up in my head and my heart starts to doubt. "Am I really living this life or am I just merely existing in it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm 20 and will turn 21 this September. Whenever I look back, reminiscing the years and months and weeks and days that I've been through, I found nothing much. Nothing so significant yet. Throughout my life, I've stumbled a lot. Falling into deep pits and dirts. There were dark areas in my life that I would never have the guts and courage to share with anyone. Maybe I was and still am ashamed of what I did. I feel so worthless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so unworthy to receive God's mercy and blessings. There are times when I really wanted to pray and pour out everything to Him but I just can't. My lips were seemed to be locked. I wanted to say all those heavy burdens I have in my heart to Him but I was really struggling inside. In the end, I just cried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told someone really close to me once that I feel like I'm so worthless. That person told me and convinced me that I'm not. But I was still in doubts. And in fact, I am still doubting myself. I am studying dentistry. And to most people, that would be quite an achievement. Getting straight A's in all my examinations from UPSR, to PMR, to SPM, and A-level. Despite all that, I still feel empty. There are many, many, many other people who are much better than me.  I came to a point where I conclude that I've not lived this life meaningfully. I was merely a creature existing in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every morning, I prayed to God that I would be a blessing to everyone around me. If not all, just one person a day would be enough. I am not good in many areas. I am only an average girl. Or maybe woman now. Was my prayers answered? Honestly, I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how to end this post. I don't know if anyone would bother to read this or not. But if anyone did, this is just me pouring out my heart. God loves me so much, but have I love Him back as much as He loves me? I am a sinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&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/4033859026996213989-7604580507396911115?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/7604580507396911115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=7604580507396911115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7604580507396911115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7604580507396911115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/03/dawn-of-new-month.html' title='dawn of a new month'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-3440440837476531865</id><published>2010-02-28T21:11:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-28T21:17:34.774Z</updated><title type='text'>pergaduhan itu tak elok</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;weekend lepas gaduh kejap dengan ben.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;tp skejap je la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;tp consequence agak tak la bes sgt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;byk gmbr2 berdua dgn dia kat facebook dah terdelete..uuhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;mana nak retrieve balik..kebykan tu gmbr lama dlm laptop lama yg dah diformat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;kenangan msa mula2 going out since 3 yrs back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;reminder utk diri sendiri&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;pergaduhan itu tak baik. bukan saja dgn ben the gerek, tapi jg dgn adik2, sedara-mara, kawan2..suma jenis pergaduhan bek kecik mahupun besar tak bek.&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/4033859026996213989-3440440837476531865?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/3440440837476531865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=3440440837476531865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3440440837476531865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3440440837476531865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/03/pergaduhan-itu-tak-elok.html' title='pergaduhan itu tak elok'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-7917954362511304</id><published>2010-02-28T19:48:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-28T19:58:20.058Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S4rIwCIpK_I/AAAAAAAAB4g/UZyqqkXU-JQ/s1600-h/IMG_1902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S4rIwCIpK_I/AAAAAAAAB4g/UZyqqkXU-JQ/s400/IMG_1902.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443383827163065330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;KEEZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. That's my name! :D it's a unique and beautiful name. And it's rare. But last weekend, when I was in Dublin, Li Ann told me of a book that she was currently reading at that time written by Danielle Steele. The title's Golden Moments and the main character is Kezia..haha.. and even more interesting, Kezia's mom is Le-anne in that novel. (^_^) I searched for that book in &lt;a href="www.booksdepository.co.uk"&gt;Books Depository&lt;/a&gt; and probably few minutes ago and there are few versions of it. The name "Kezia" is changed to "Kesia" or "Kesla" in other versions. But,nevertheless, I finally found my name in literature..haha. Who knows one day, there'll be a movie adaptation to that novel &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(since Danielle Steele has already had 22 novels adapted to movies..from Wikipedia..hehe)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-7917954362511304?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/7917954362511304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=7917954362511304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7917954362511304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7917954362511304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/03/keezya.html' title=''/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S4rIwCIpK_I/AAAAAAAAB4g/UZyqqkXU-JQ/s72-c/IMG_1902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-2899085038529107196</id><published>2010-02-28T19:33:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-28T19:39:00.277Z</updated><title type='text'>it's not a LEAP YEAR this year</title><content type='html'>tomorrow's 1st of March. 2 months of 2010 gone. luckily those months were not just passing by without any significance. at least not for me :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the past 2 months, especially since the end of January, I had lots of assessments to do. Physiology, Biochemistry, Anatomy with Dr Hanke, another Anatomy with Dr Toulouse..not to mention this term, I have biochem labs which is very long sometimes and located quite far from my apartment..haih~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so...I guess that was why these two months seemed to be sooooo fast :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeah..another 3 months, I'll be flying back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4033859026996213989-2899085038529107196?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/2899085038529107196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=2899085038529107196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/2899085038529107196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/2899085038529107196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-not-leap-year-this-year.html' title='it&apos;s not a LEAP YEAR this year'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-4047395543448783933</id><published>2010-02-17T01:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-17T01:40:40.923Z</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day 2010</title><content type='html'>14th of February this year fall on a Sunday. Here is my story:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up earlier than usual last Sunday. I woke up at 7.00am. Church service that morning will only start at 11am but I had to do something first. Guessing that I had to make a videocall to my boyfriend who's in Canada at that hour of the day? Nope. In fact, I can't even remember anything significant happening between me &amp;amp; Ben that day. I don't think we did anything "couply" that day (well, that has happened since few years back. As a matter of fact, we've never celebrated V-day due to various unavoidable reasons)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this year, I had something special happening on Valentine's Day. It has everything to do about my future. Not doing this thing correctly would lead me to lose 15% of marks for Biochemistry. Yep, I guess you get it by now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was studying. Biochemistry, to be more specific. With the thick Lehninger textbook &amp;amp; incomplete Dr Dmitri Papkovsky's lecture notes. (I should have borrowed Ian's notes last week since he offered it to me but I was shy..hahah) Coming back to my story..oh dear, I've never read that fast before. Honestly, I did not understand everything. Let alone remembering &amp;amp; memorising everything. My brain's too poor to that job. I almost gave up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...but I called Dad and had the chance to talk to Mom too. Hearing their voices made me so calm. Knowing that they are praying for me from hundreds of miles away really, really ease my nervousness and anxiety. I really,really thank God for them. They are simply the best parents in the whole world. I'll make both of you proud, I promise! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yah, apart from the textbook &amp;amp; lecture notes, I answered online MCQ questions on the topics that will be covered in the exam on Monday. I guessed it did help a bit. In what ways? hehehe..I'm not too sure too. I just feel like it did contribute to my ability to answer few questions in the real exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, basically, on Valentine's Day this year, I woke up early, did some revision before going to churh, went to church and was amazingly blessed by God, went to Tesco, came back home and spent the rest of the day with my beloved Biochemistry. I bought a chocolate for myself from Tesco, just to make me happy, because I know, I wouldn't get any from my boyfriend. I wanted to buy a rose from a lady at the streets but I didn't because suddenly I felt that it's too ridiculous to buy myself a flower. A red rose pulak tu......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the single ladies out there, don't envy girls, women who are in relationships. On Valentine's Day, not all will have romantic, lovey-duvey stuffs like those on tv. Some are just like me. So, be contented &amp;amp; thank God for all the wonderful friends and family around you who will lift you up and will always be supportive. They worth more than a useless boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And not to be left behind, to all ladies out there who are in relationships but this so-called "Hari Kasih Sayang" does not turn out to be like how you wish it would be, cheer up and be happy too! Some guys are just ignorant..haha. Yep, deep in my heart, I too, wish to have a romantic Valentine's with my boyfriend. Maybe a dinner date or a movie is too impossible for me due to the distance. But yah, some other kinds of pampering or meaningful dedication would do. For me, I don't really hope and wish for materialistic gifts. Deep down, I just want simple but meaningful stuffs like maybe a long phone call, songs, letters, texts, messages or at least, returning my mails and facebook messages. In the end, I get nothing that I'd hope for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was I sad? Honestly, yes. But nothing he does can make me love him less :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thank God, it's Biochem test on 15th Feb. So I was pretty occupied. And I was busy on that till I forget the fact that it was Valentine's Day last Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, to Chinese friends of mine from all over the world, I would like to take this chance to wish you all a very,very,very &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!! ROAAARRRRR.. &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/4033859026996213989-4047395543448783933?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/4047395543448783933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=4047395543448783933&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4047395543448783933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4047395543448783933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day-2010.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day 2010'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-4503358630560414315</id><published>2010-01-29T21:56:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-01-29T22:02:48.471Z</updated><title type='text'>i know i'm not going to be a doctor..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;But I still want to take this test anyway..hehe. It's the medical specialty aptitude test conducted by the University of Virginia. (I thought there would be something related to head &amp;amp; neck region so at least ada kena mengena with my course lah..) But it turned out to be this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NaVj9HDsI/AAAAAAAAB4U/zi55G3DLaWQ/s1600-h/data.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NaVj9HDsI/AAAAAAAAB4U/zi55G3DLaWQ/s400/data.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432284902014258882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hohoho... gynecologist la pulak at the top spot. I am really a real woman,in and out. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-4503358630560414315?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/4503358630560414315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=4503358630560414315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4503358630560414315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4503358630560414315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-know-im-not-going-to-be-doctor.html' title='i know i&apos;m not going to be a doctor..'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NaVj9HDsI/AAAAAAAAB4U/zi55G3DLaWQ/s72-c/data.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-8462245505307592063</id><published>2010-01-29T21:26:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-01-29T21:39:22.568Z</updated><title type='text'>20 years of life experience,and....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...apart from God's love for me,I found out that nothing in this mortal world can beat the friendship I have with my 2 younger sisters. I know, they'll always stand by my side even if the whole world is against me. We are sisters by blood, biologically; we are sisters in Christ, spiritually; but most important of all, we are bestfriends. And nothing can shake that bond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was born in 1989, and 2 years after that Mujan came into this world and finally, in 1994, Beb came along and the journey of our sisterhood began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NT_NH-8nI/AAAAAAAAB4M/5jtl6o4JJnE/s1600-h/5-12-2009+10%3B28%3B28+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NT_NH-8nI/AAAAAAAAB4M/5jtl6o4JJnE/s400/5-12-2009+10%3B28%3B28+PM.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432277920858960498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NT-mfi9II/AAAAAAAAB4E/U525mjFbB88/s1600-h/5-12-2009+10%3B15%3B03+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NT-mfi9II/AAAAAAAAB4E/U525mjFbB88/s400/5-12-2009+10%3B15%3B03+PM.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432277910488806530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NT-cc_TTI/AAAAAAAAB38/072ZTqQIQ0c/s1600-h/8-7-2009+11%3B15%3B37+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NT-cc_TTI/AAAAAAAAB38/072ZTqQIQ0c/s400/8-7-2009+11%3B15%3B37+AM.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432277907793726770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NT95cJFzI/AAAAAAAAB30/dBCEkaA2kJA/s1600-h/5-12-2009+10%3B28%3B22+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NT95cJFzI/AAAAAAAAB30/dBCEkaA2kJA/s400/5-12-2009+10%3B28%3B22+PM.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432277898394933042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NT9m7O84I/AAAAAAAAB3s/cRaoyTVh27o/s1600-h/8-7-2009+11%3B12%3B07+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NT9m7O84I/AAAAAAAAB3s/cRaoyTVh27o/s400/8-7-2009+11%3B12%3B07+AM.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432277893425066882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NTUSrqcpI/AAAAAAAAB3k/41w1XrTtm04/s1600-h/8-7-2009+11%3B13%3B37+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NTUSrqcpI/AAAAAAAAB3k/41w1XrTtm04/s400/8-7-2009+11%3B13%3B37+AM.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432277183616414354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NTUAKo1rI/AAAAAAAAB3c/Knxp-ugR8ZI/s1600-h/5-12-2009+9%3B54%3B07+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NTUAKo1rI/AAAAAAAAB3c/Knxp-ugR8ZI/s400/5-12-2009+9%3B54%3B07+PM.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432277178646058674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NTT740X9I/AAAAAAAAB3U/lHnNGJwdftA/s1600-h/5-12-2009+9%3B42%3B44+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NTT740X9I/AAAAAAAAB3U/lHnNGJwdftA/s400/5-12-2009+9%3B42%3B44+PM.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432277177497575378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NTTdoKQHI/AAAAAAAAB3M/X6GNmv-_ZsA/s1600-h/5-12-2009+10%3B01%3B21+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NTTdoKQHI/AAAAAAAAB3M/X6GNmv-_ZsA/s400/5-12-2009+10%3B01%3B21+PM.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432277169374642290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NTTHMYuFI/AAAAAAAAB3E/Hqeb4Gf49vw/s1600-h/christmas+2007+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NTTHMYuFI/AAAAAAAAB3E/Hqeb4Gf49vw/s400/christmas+2007+001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432277163352569938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ooohhhh... I miss them so much. I want to go back to Malaysia now!!!! haiz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-8462245505307592063?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/8462245505307592063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=8462245505307592063&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8462245505307592063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8462245505307592063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/01/20-years-of-life-experienceand.html' title='20 years of life experience,and....'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S2NT_NH-8nI/AAAAAAAAB4M/5jtl6o4JJnE/s72-c/5-12-2009+10%3B28%3B28+PM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-4462119548486857468</id><published>2010-01-21T17:38:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-21T17:53:54.797Z</updated><title type='text'>10 000 km away from home</title><content type='html'>...7000 miles away from my "tanah air". What happened to Malaysia? Reading online newspapers (Borneo Post, NST, Star) sometimes seems to be insufficient enough for me to really know what actually is going on back home.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first prayer in the year 2010 was for the nation of Malaysia. Sounds so patriotic? I don't think so. I love Malaysia. I am glad to be a Malaysian. And I am proud to be one. Maybe not everyone in Malaysia believe in the Lord God that I have so much faith in, but still, it's my prayer everyday that He will bless Malaysia and let Malaysia shine for Him. I pray that His glory will be made known to the whole world through this small,young country in south east Asia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tragedy that happened earlier this month made my heart sank. It was the first week of 2010. Just the first week and a terrible thing happened. Why must there be a dispute over a matter such as that? Acting and retaliating in such harsh and uncivilised way only made things gone worse. Have we not learn enough from our history?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank GOD. Things are better now. Hopefully, there will be a good solution to this matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-4462119548486857468?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/4462119548486857468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=4462119548486857468&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4462119548486857468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4462119548486857468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/01/10-000-km-away-from-home.html' title='10 000 km away from home'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-1777542407011162939</id><published>2010-01-15T02:14:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-01-15T03:02:08.139Z</updated><title type='text'>Kenangan tahun 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Kronologi perkara-perkara yang telah berlaku dalam tahun 2009...tak semua gambar-gambar diletakkan di sini sebab memang mustahil lah kalau nak buat macam tu tapi inilah yang termampu. Lagipun, awal tahun 2009 dulu sy blum ada camera. Rasanya camera tu ada slepas bulan april atau mei macam tu. Bah, start lah ni reminiscing..hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kembali ke UCSI utk sem 4 A-level..mencabar &amp;amp; penuh dugaan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_UCzXoxeI/AAAAAAAAB28/SSexBGKLFDQ/s1600-h/1_262407716l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_UCzXoxeI/AAAAAAAAB28/SSexBGKLFDQ/s400/1_262407716l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426789220618913250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_UCgbqLlI/AAAAAAAAB20/vIO3LlezoPQ/s1600-h/1_262407716l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_UCgbqLlI/AAAAAAAAB20/vIO3LlezoPQ/s400/1_262407716l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426789215535509074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keluar bersama Janice,mama yang baik :) rindu lah kat suma korang ni..mmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_UCa_43LI/AAAAAAAAB2s/O_7b5wfpRUE/s1600-h/3067_75274987423_632422423_1812402_2315140_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_UCa_43LI/AAAAAAAAB2s/O_7b5wfpRUE/s400/3067_75274987423_632422423_1812402_2315140_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426789214076853426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ni pulak bersama dengan rakan-rakan sekelas JPA 2,3..mereka ni la teman seperjuangan saya selama 2 thn di UCSI semasa menempuh A-level. Sekarang,semua dah ada destinasi dan hala tuju sendiri..antara kami semua sana, saya seorang saja yg tercampak jauh ke Ireland. Afidatul kat India. Ainatul pulak kat Malaysia tp dengar kata dia nak g flying school..nak jadi pilot..salut lah kat awk Ain ;) bangga.. dan yang lain-lain tidak dinyatakan di sini suma kat UK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_TocQaYpI/AAAAAAAAB2k/ZK5-6F9V_uQ/s1600-h/P1020759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_TocQaYpI/AAAAAAAAB2k/ZK5-6F9V_uQ/s400/P1020759.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426788767737995922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lepas tu, sekitar tengah bulan Mei, tanak wagu saya si Ben balik untuk summer holiday. Lepas 9bulan tak jumpa...rasa macam tak percaya pulak dia ada kat depan mata saya..haha. Dan selepas itu pun, kami masih terpisah lagi. Dia balik Sabah &amp;amp; saya tinggal di KL utk sambung A-level. Dan selepas itu jugak pun, kami masih terpisah lagi..haih~ tapi kali ni dipisahkn oleh Lautan Atlantik saja. tp masih jauh jugak la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_ToK-l13I/AAAAAAAAB2c/jfXIUQTU1pA/s1600-h/IMG_0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_ToK-l13I/AAAAAAAAB2c/jfXIUQTU1pA/s400/IMG_0347.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426788763099846514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Selamat tinggal RH. Slepas 1thn stengah tinggal kat sini, saya terpaksa pergi..adios, goodbye..sayonara..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_TngHB7UI/AAAAAAAAB2U/qEzcO7odi7k/s1600-h/IMG_0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_TngHB7UI/AAAAAAAAB2U/qEzcO7odi7k/s400/IMG_0328.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426788751592516930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ke Bandung, Indonesia bersama kawan-kawan segereja dan di sana bertemu pula dengan kawan-kawan baru di STTB. Sama-sama belajar daripada satu sama lain dan biarpun berbeza negara, kita masih satu di dalam iman kepada Yesus. Semoga Tuhan terus memberkati kalian semua. Tak tahu bila akan berjumpa lagi semasa di dunia ini tapi kalau tak jumpa pun lagi, saya percaya suatu hari nanti di syurga, kita akan bertemu juga akhirnya..hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_TnbYh1cI/AAAAAAAAB2M/T9LwfI0DCtw/s1600-h/IMG_0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_TnbYh1cI/AAAAAAAAB2M/T9LwfI0DCtw/s400/IMG_0500.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426788750323733954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_TnE7V0VI/AAAAAAAAB2E/g3UUB-2d5RY/s1600-h/IMG_0438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_TnE7V0VI/AAAAAAAAB2E/g3UUB-2d5RY/s400/IMG_0438.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426788744295731538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Persiapan untuk berpindah ke tempat baru bermula. Daddy dengan sedaya upayanya memasang strap pada beg saya supaya jadi lebih kukuh. Terima kasih dad &amp;amp; mom for being so supportive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_SkR9rH1I/AAAAAAAAB18/GecJNGua1fI/s1600-h/IMG_0988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_SkR9rH1I/AAAAAAAAB18/GecJNGua1fI/s400/IMG_0988.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426787596743941970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy &amp;amp; daddy juga pergi ke KL untuk menghantar saya..hoho..sampai di KLIA saja la. Tak mampu nak beli tiket flight pergi Ireland skali..mahal tu..tapi for my graduation in 2014, I'll make sure I have saved enough fund to bring both of you here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_SkE__VwI/AAAAAAAAB10/3PYOL4Wl_4Y/s1600-h/IMG_1013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_SkE__VwI/AAAAAAAAB10/3PYOL4Wl_4Y/s400/IMG_1013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426787593263994626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 20th birthday to me..heheh..saya dah besar...hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_SjwFBkRI/AAAAAAAAB1s/DZCWtMYUwgs/s1600-h/IMG_0980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_SjwFBkRI/AAAAAAAAB1s/DZCWtMYUwgs/s400/IMG_0980.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426787587647967506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Auntie Ekie bagi saya 'hung' colourful tu sebagai hadiah birthday+farewell gift. Thank u auntie tapi saya tak bawa hung tu datang cni..Ada tu di rumah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_SjZbk0EI/AAAAAAAAB1k/aanXD4nnsVg/s1600-h/IMG_0973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_SjZbk0EI/AAAAAAAAB1k/aanXD4nnsVg/s400/IMG_0973.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426787581568536642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flight ke London yang kena delay..erghh nasib baik kat Golden Lounge tunggu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_SjIyJhWI/AAAAAAAAB1c/o49iRFBG5oQ/s1600-h/IMG_1035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_SjIyJhWI/AAAAAAAAB1c/o49iRFBG5oQ/s400/IMG_1035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426787577099814242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Di Cork bersama kawan-kawan baru dan lama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_RzNexP_I/AAAAAAAAB1U/YjJr-D0D2v8/s1600-h/IMG_1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_RzNexP_I/AAAAAAAAB1U/YjJr-D0D2v8/s400/IMG_1070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426786753726988274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cork is a beautiful city. Nampak kan view kat blakang tu aman damai dan cantik betul. Ni kat depan rumah one of our seniors. Pergi sna semasa open house raya kalau tak silap..hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_Ry0KbqoI/AAAAAAAAB1M/0U9Rg3kjF2I/s1600-h/IMG_1139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_Ry0KbqoI/AAAAAAAAB1M/0U9Rg3kjF2I/s400/IMG_1139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426786746930801282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dentball 2009!! Beramah mesra dengan coursemates Irish masa ni.  Makanan sedap &amp;amp; portion sangat lah besar. Dancefloor pun best jugak..tapi walaupun saya kaku, sy sronok mlm tu. Kawan-kawan Irish and few other international students lain pun baik-baik belaka. Lagipun kelas saya kecil dan unlike courses mcm engineering like Ben kat Canada tu..meka Ben boleh pilih-pilih subject dan tukar2 classmates utk stiap subject. Ramai pulak orang tu.. for me, semua subject sama dan semua kelas sama dan mreka classmates tu lah yg saya jumpa stiap hari..haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_RyY_2cFI/AAAAAAAAB1E/g9HyY1r2QU0/s1600-h/IMG_1413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_RyY_2cFI/AAAAAAAAB1E/g9HyY1r2QU0/s400/IMG_1413.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426786739638661202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cork banjir!!! Dan kami kena evacute Castlewhite selama 1 minggu. Terima kasih di atas belas ehsan kak pat  housemates yg bagi kami tinggal sana for few day..hihi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_RyEy738I/AAAAAAAAB08/qf5A79lvY4I/s1600-h/IMG_1611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_RyEy738I/AAAAAAAAB08/qf5A79lvY4I/s400/IMG_1611.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426786734215782338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dan winter break yang sangat besssssstttttt. Saya sangat seronok. Biarpun tak dapat sambut Krismas dengan keluarga tahun ni, saya syukur sebab dapat bersama dengan kawan-kawan yang sangat baik &amp;amp; saya sayang kamu semua. (^_^) dan untuk orang berkenaan yang telah membuat Krismas tahun ni jadi sangat sronok wpun bribu batu jauh dari Malaysia, terima kasih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_Rx9Ay8AI/AAAAAAAAB00/FznBUg-wdw4/s1600-h/DSCN1008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_Rx9Ay8AI/AAAAAAAAB00/FznBUg-wdw4/s400/DSCN1008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426786732126433282" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4033859026996213989-1777542407011162939?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/1777542407011162939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=1777542407011162939&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1777542407011162939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1777542407011162939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/01/kenangan-tahun-2009.html' title='Kenangan tahun 2009'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_UCzXoxeI/AAAAAAAAB28/SSexBGKLFDQ/s72-c/1_262407716l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-863818958963628969</id><published>2010-01-15T01:53:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-01-15T02:07:55.795Z</updated><title type='text'>it's 2010 people...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_NedSsrXI/AAAAAAAAB0s/IxtlWoLl6Zc/s1600-h/IMG_2798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_NedSsrXI/AAAAAAAAB0s/IxtlWoLl6Zc/s400/IMG_2798.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426781999147560306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first post this year..yeaayy..haha. I'm neglecting this blog nowadays. It's not that I have nothing to blog about or I simply intended to abandon it. ermmm..i dunno. Sometimes I just don't know how to express what I want to say into proper words. And most of the times, some things are better written in my own personal diary and kept only to myself. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2009 was gone. Gone and never will come back again. Lot's of things happen. Finished my A-levels and flew off to Ireland. That's the big turning point of my life that took place last year. I really, really thank God for all those blessings. All glory and honour are for Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cutting long story short, 2009 was great and awesome. Nice memories were made and will be kept forever. That's TREASURE :) haha..wokie dokie..there were also some bitter memories but yah, they are all life lessons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am looking forward to all the great &amp;amp; awesome things that will take place this year. May God bless everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-863818958963628969?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/863818958963628969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=863818958963628969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/863818958963628969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/863818958963628969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-2010-people.html' title='it&apos;s 2010 people...'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S0_NedSsrXI/AAAAAAAAB0s/IxtlWoLl6Zc/s72-c/IMG_2798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-5539820046745123050</id><published>2009-12-29T23:01:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:05:18.014Z</updated><title type='text'>christmas dedication III</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SzqKT7MjBnI/AAAAAAAAB0c/ijQT8Zou3qo/s1600-h/11038_224770314602_782359602_4292750_4202279_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SzqKT7MjBnI/AAAAAAAAB0c/ijQT8Zou3qo/s400/11038_224770314602_782359602_4292750_4202279_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420797176406279794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha..first of all, credits to Shu Yi. This photo was taken from her. Saved from Facebook down to my hard disk. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you girls for celebrating this wonderful festive season with me. Paul was missing from the picture because he was away in Rome. I would like to take this opportunity to to thank all of you for being such wonderful friends and made my days here in Cork more colourful. Merry Christmas to u all..and damn that Physio test before winter break..haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-5539820046745123050?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/5539820046745123050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=5539820046745123050&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5539820046745123050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5539820046745123050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-dedication-iii.html' title='christmas dedication III'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SzqKT7MjBnI/AAAAAAAAB0c/ijQT8Zou3qo/s72-c/11038_224770314602_782359602_4292750_4202279_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-8786902025288908367</id><published>2009-12-29T22:45:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:13:41.425Z</updated><title type='text'>christmas dedication II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SzqHRlQpAWI/AAAAAAAAB0U/YLfIXswyHMw/s1600-h/DSCN1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SzqHRlQpAWI/AAAAAAAAB0U/YLfIXswyHMw/s400/DSCN1077.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420793837623247202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dear Ben, the best boyfriend on Earth whom I can also call as my bestfriend, Merry Christmas to you. We both celebrated Christmas away from home &amp;amp; our families this year. It was your 2nd Christmas in Canada so maybe you've got used to it..hehe. But I'm sure, you miss the familiar Christmas environment back home in Ranau as much as I miss Christmas in Baram. Merry Christmas to you &amp;amp; have a blessed new year.  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;on't mind anything that you do there and if I don't ask anything, that doesn't necessarily mean I don't care. I trust you. I trust you to be able to do what's right and live life to the fullest. Just be honest. That's more than enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: normal; font-size:medium;"&gt;I love you. Be strong and be good honey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-8786902025288908367?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/8786902025288908367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=8786902025288908367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8786902025288908367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8786902025288908367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-dedication-ii.html' title='christmas dedication II'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SzqHRlQpAWI/AAAAAAAAB0U/YLfIXswyHMw/s72-c/DSCN1077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-4488579598769041034</id><published>2009-12-29T22:25:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:57:10.074Z</updated><title type='text'>christmas dedication I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SzqCTZXt12I/AAAAAAAAB0E/BPJbnN2AmFU/s1600-h/20344_1189482377651_1246081613_30523942_7806554_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SzqCTZXt12I/AAAAAAAAB0E/BPJbnN2AmFU/s400/20344_1189482377651_1246081613_30523942_7806554_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420788371233298274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SzqCTDJsJwI/AAAAAAAABz8/5Ze_V4JJ5AI/s1600-h/20344_1189482297649_1246081613_30523940_2056588_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SzqCTDJsJwI/AAAAAAAABz8/5Ze_V4JJ5AI/s400/20344_1189482297649_1246081613_30523940_2056588_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420788365268887298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the first time in 20 years, I celebrated Christmas and New Year without these lovely, wonderful people above. I was so jealous when I saw my sist's pics on facebook. They celebrated Christmas in Long Spilling this year. Oh God, how I miss those good old days. The last time I went back to kampung for Christmas was 2 years back. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I send them a Christmas card but I think, it's not delivered yet. I can still remember vividly how inefficient the postmen in Sibujaya are. Merry Christmas to the 4 of u. May God bless you all. I'll be back in July ;) haha..and maybe next year, God willing, I'll come back home for Christmas. haha..in my dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love and miss you all so much. No words can describe that. Only God knows how much I long to be with all you at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-4488579598769041034?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/4488579598769041034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=4488579598769041034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4488579598769041034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4488579598769041034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-dedication-i.html' title='christmas dedication I'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SzqCTZXt12I/AAAAAAAAB0E/BPJbnN2AmFU/s72-c/20344_1189482377651_1246081613_30523942_7806554_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-8310865906858562049</id><published>2009-12-29T22:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:15:32.846Z</updated><title type='text'>ooopppsss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Szp-e4pzneI/AAAAAAAABz0/DyFbP2v-Z_A/s1600-h/IMG_1676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Szp-e4pzneI/AAAAAAAABz0/DyFbP2v-Z_A/s400/IMG_1676.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420784170562723298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a while since i post anything here.&lt;div&gt;well, tonight, there will be few to be posted up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's my winter break now. Cork's not that horrible during winter. Just wet and wet and wet. Not that cold. 2 layers of hoodies or sweaters are enough. The weather's not that harsh yet. I might be saying a complete different thing in January and February though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and this year, I had my very first white Christmas. It's quite nice and lovely. The sole minus point was just that I was not able to celebrate this wonderful celebration with my family. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Mom, Dad, Mujan &amp;amp; Beb; I miss all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4033859026996213989-8310865906858562049?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/8310865906858562049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=8310865906858562049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8310865906858562049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8310865906858562049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/12/ooopppsss.html' title='ooopppsss'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Szp-e4pzneI/AAAAAAAABz0/DyFbP2v-Z_A/s72-c/IMG_1676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-6788133109806622337</id><published>2009-11-23T23:53:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-23T23:59:22.504Z</updated><title type='text'>shower of blessings~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Wondering why am I so free to blog tonight?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;UCC is closed for a week..yeayyyy..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CLOSED?????!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cork was flooding last weekend. UCC was badly affected. We had to leave our apartments..huhu. And now I am a refugee at my senior's house....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No pics here..coz Shannon took my camera to London for Taylor Swift's concert..haha..have fun there mate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so bored to death. I can't study too. Not yet. Might start tomorrow &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(then the tomorrow never somes...haiz~)&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/4033859026996213989-6788133109806622337?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/6788133109806622337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=6788133109806622337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/6788133109806622337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/6788133109806622337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/11/shower-of-blessings.html' title='shower of blessings~'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-4994808305274043798</id><published>2009-11-23T23:40:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-23T23:51:52.488Z</updated><title type='text'>finally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The last time I saw him was in August, just before he flew back to Ottawa. I was so surprised and shocked when I met him at the airport. Oh dear, his hair was longer than mine..huh I can't take it..haha. It was not that long till you can tie it to a ponytail but yeah, for a guy, it's long. At that time, I just had my haircut too so, my hair was still very short. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I kept on pestering him to cut his hair shorter. He must be bored to death whenever I texted him asking him to cut his hair. I even told him to cut his hair when I called him from Malaysia for the last time, just before I flew off to Cork. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, finally........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SwsehAs8FPI/AAAAAAAABzU/7Hi_xlxwRj8/s1600/Video+call+snapshot+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SwsehAs8FPI/AAAAAAAABzU/7Hi_xlxwRj8/s400/Video+call+snapshot+6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407449330061415666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;That was a Skype snapshot after he cut his hair..haha..looks much more handsome right?? hihihi..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-4994808305274043798?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/4994808305274043798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=4994808305274043798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4994808305274043798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4994808305274043798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/11/finally.html' title='finally...'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SwsehAs8FPI/AAAAAAAABzU/7Hi_xlxwRj8/s72-c/Video+call+snapshot+6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-2967880552154029572</id><published>2009-11-23T22:52:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-11-23T23:34:41.050Z</updated><title type='text'>dentists do have lives..HAHA</title><content type='html'>Expecting dentists-in-training to be all around books and books and books...or aka geeks.&lt;p&gt;Well, I'll prove u wrong today. An undergraduate student of BDS can have fun as much as other students in other courses too. Undeniably, it's not an easy course, but we do have our play times. At least, our college lives are not dull and boring like what most people would think. That's what we learn as stereotypes in Behavioral Science classes. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dentists or should I say now, future dentists, are not only good with their hands where obviously, that's the main focus of our manual dexterity. Believe it or not, we are also good with our legs and feet. HAHA..&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe kalah soccer team Semangat Bowgal kat Ottawa sana tu..hehehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..... :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SwsU0SXQuWI/AAAAAAAABys/jMnzZHOlwXM/s400/10218_1225571954374_1081263472_1664201_41689_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407438666103568738" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SwsUz_Mz4eI/AAAAAAAAByk/ib1nWgVm8vs/s400/8129_154478316621_732356621_2817758_5354619_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407438660959461858" /&gt;-----&gt; See, what did I say...hehe.. DentSoc (the society with the widest smile in UCC) organised a soccer tournament between batches. There were 5 teams, obviously, and 2 categories. Male and female. And the team above is the female team of the 1st year class. The 3rd year girls won the female category and the lads were the 2nd years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You might see us in super-duper simple attire in class..and some of the guys sometimes would just appear to class with sweat pants and T-shirt that could have been worn to bed the night before. And for the 3rd year students onwards, they might just be in scrubs with masks and gloves. Sounds so unfashionable? Yeah, we consider that as a compliment..haha. But hey, look at these pics below: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SwsZGMxvN-I/AAAAAAAABzM/Pc0KkB-wNqM/s400/SANY0350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407443371888162786" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SwsZFpRNJLI/AAAAAAAABy8/KFHQGk62EbA/s400/IMG_1420.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407443362356470962" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SwsZFH4mYwI/AAAAAAAABy0/vw_8RycvDYw/s400/IMG_1431.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407443353394897666" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We look gorgeous, didn't we? That was DentBall 2009 which was held earlier this month. It was fun. I get to know my classmates better that day. We dined, we danced, we sang, we took lots of pictures, in short, we had fun. (^_^) wishing that you are in my place right now? haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This first term's gonna end soon. Very, very soon which is I think, approximately in 3 weeks time. AN1006 first assessment will be on 2nd Dec...Pray for me and physiology the following week after that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----&gt; Winter hols, come fast... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-2967880552154029572?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/2967880552154029572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=2967880552154029572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/2967880552154029572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/2967880552154029572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/11/dentists-do-have-liveshaha.html' title='dentists do have lives..HAHA'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SwsU0SXQuWI/AAAAAAAABys/jMnzZHOlwXM/s72-c/10218_1225571954374_1081263472_1664201_41689_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-6784213433560430336</id><published>2009-10-25T21:50:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:14:02.588Z</updated><title type='text'>uhhhh...update</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sorry for abandoning this blog...mmmm....wokie dokie. Some updates:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. After 5 weeks into BDS, finally, I had my hands on cadavers..yucks~ HAHA the experience was not horrible actually. But,nevertheless,the smell of cadavers really made me sick =.= ...i'll put on scarf sprayed with perfume for my next dissection class. I will.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. hey people, citizens of planet earth.... it's clearly an autumn now in Cork. The trees are bald. The weather turns so bad and unpredictable. And, it gets colder n windier..brrrr...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Shopping for the things you like is really a good therapy..hihi. I had not shop for few weeks~ so last friday, i went out shopping with Shu Yi..muahaha....I feel great. (^_^) I bought a beautiful white trench from Penneys. It cost me 35euro.. expensive.. 35 x 5.1 = RM 178.50!!!!!!!!! but it was nice, and I love it. so,it's fine..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Friends from TCD came over for the Jazz Festival. Thank you Miss Eow, Miss Yeoh, Puan Husna &amp;amp; Puan AJ for making our 4-days weekend a nice one :) To AJ and Husna, on behalf of Apartment No 48; Castlewhite, I am so sorry for the 'messiness' and the dysfunctional toilet n shower lights~ hehehe... and as for Husna, I hope my bed was cosy enough..haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. DEEPAVALI..oh gaya and vini..happy deepavali... thank you so much for the foods~ earthlings sekalian, GAYATHRIE Nacheemuthu is a very,very,very good cook. and so does her roomate. My suggestion, go to Gaya for nice,authentic curries and other Indian dishes and to Shu Yi for healthy vege dish &amp;amp; soups..they are delicious~ guys,both these lovely girls are not taken yet..haha..cepat cepat,siapa cepat dia dapat...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Mark 3..that was the passage for our discussion during Christian Union last week. It tells about how Jesus loves us so much that He calls us His brothers and sisters. He loves both believers and non-believers the same and calls all of us to come to Him for he is full of love and compassion. And after the 1hr CU meeting, we went to Mardyke to play bowling..oh yeah.. I've never know that I am good at it..haha.. was one of the top scorer that nite..yippee.. (^_^) oh i can't wait for the next fellowship. Mark 4, here I come&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok..that's all for now. Take care &amp;amp; God bless everyone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-6784213433560430336?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/6784213433560430336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=6784213433560430336&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/6784213433560430336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/6784213433560430336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/10/uhhhhupdate.html' title='uhhhh...update'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-4065318813101542088</id><published>2009-10-20T13:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T13:42:30.591+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is near</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;ever feel like u r holding a precious glass or vase which means a lot to u, and really wanna keep it with u forever then so, u want to place it in a safe place but unfortunately before u place it there, the vase slips off your hand and breaks into thousand pieces?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i dun like that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..i m so random =,=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-4065318813101542088?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/4065318813101542088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=4065318813101542088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4065318813101542088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4065318813101542088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/10/christmas-is-near.html' title='Christmas is near'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-4406072118895911793</id><published>2009-10-13T23:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T00:32:17.545+01:00</updated><title type='text'>raya di perantauan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/StUNdM4qLgI/AAAAAAAABx8/cbXa_vSAYQQ/s1600-h/IMG_1223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/StUNdM4qLgI/AAAAAAAABx8/cbXa_vSAYQQ/s400/IMG_1223.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392230924172275202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hari Sabtu sudah lama berlalu. Jadi, kira agak terlambat juga la post ni tapi tak apa la kan. Apa yang akan saya kongsikan sebentar lagi ialah tentang sambutan Hari Raya Aidilfitri di Cork..ataupun lebih tepat lagi tentang rumah terbuka yang telah diadakan di rumah saya anjuran para pelajar tahun pertama Malaysia di UCC sesi 2009.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mengapa di rumah Ija dan Timah? Ija kan bukan Melayu, bukan Islam juga. Tertanya-tanya tak? haha..sebab kita semua ni rakyat Malaysia yang mengamalkan cara hidup aman damai dan saling menghormati budaya satu sama lain.  Semua rakyat Malaysia sama-sama merayakan Hari Raya, hari Christmas (yang bakal tiba semasa cuti winter...aaaa..saya mahu balik Malaysia), Hari Deepavali (minggu hadapan yang sangat-sangat dinantikan oleh kawan saya si Gaya) mahupun Hari Gawai dan Hari Kaamatan. Kita semua cuti umum ba itu di Malaysia..hihi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jadi, sebab itu tak salah lah rumah saya dan Timah digunakan sebagai venue rumah terbuka warga Istana Putih. Tapi hakikatnya, sebab sebenar rumah kami digunakan untuk acara yang gilang gemilang itu ialah ....jeng jeng jeng... rumah kami (apartment 48) berada di atas apartment Mior dan Hisyam (apartment 47). Maka, sangat strategik lah lokasi ini..hehehe. Rumah kami untuk menjamu para tetamu perempuan. Rumah Mior dah Hisyam pula untuk para tetamu lelaki. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Kami budak baru belajar, kalau tak sedap tolong ajarkan", demikianlah jawapan yang dijawabkan kepada para seniors bila ditanyakan sama ada mampukah kami memasak atau tidak. Saya tidak nafikan bahawa kami semua tidak begitu hebat di dapur (mungkin hanya hebat menjamu selera tapi tidak memasak..HAHA). Oleh kerana itu, kami sangat-sangat bersyukur akan kewujudan Internet, terutamanya 'GOOGLE SEARCH'. Terima kasih google kerana mengajar kami semua resipi-resipi hebat untuk disajikan sajian utama pada sambutan open house yang lepas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Boleh tahan juga tau masakan kami semua. Sajian utama adalah mi bandung yang dimasak khas oleh saudara Mior dan nasi marjerin yang disediakan oleh saudari Ain..(macam serasi pula mereka kan??hehehe) Nasi marjerin itu pula semakin sedap dimakan bersama sup cendawan yang lazat resipi Cik Kameelah dan ayam mayonis panggang yang diperap oleh kami insan-insan yang berkromosom xx dan dipanggang oleh mereka yang berkromosom xy. Ada salad juga. Dan pelbagai jenis dessert yang lazat,sedap,manis,jarang dijumpai di hari-hari biasa, dan yang paling utama, sangat berkalori tinggi. :P HAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buat kakak-kakak dan abang-abang seniors yang telah hadir, terima kasih banyak-banyak. Walaupun kena datang jauh-jauh dari Wilton la, Bishoptown la, dan kawasan-kawasan lain berhampiran CUH. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buat rakan-rakan sama batch, seronok bekerjasama dengan korang semua. Walaupun budak-budak pergigian seperti saya dan 5 yang lain adalah teman baru anda semua yang dari fakulti perubatan, kami rasa seronok..hehe. Maafkan kami sekiranya kami selalu pergi trip ke tempat-tempat menarik di hari 'weekdays' dan secara tidak langsung 'menjeleskan' anda semua..hehehehe...blame our timetable yang banyak masa free!!!! hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Akhir kata, Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri kepada semua yang menyambutnya (kerana bak kata Timah, sekarang masih Syawal, masih bulan raya).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/StUNfHq4mvI/AAAAAAAAByc/MgTYbv6U27I/s400/IMG_1299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392230957132061426" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/StUNejckYgI/AAAAAAAAByU/NXqd1xlC9WQ/s400/IMG_1270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392230947408339458" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/StUNeNj_Y1I/AAAAAAAAByM/C52JI01TMek/s400/IMG_1239.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392230941533889362" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/StUNdrYm8KI/AAAAAAAAByE/9CWFlUusAqs/s400/IMG_1228.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392230932359344290" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh penat sungguh menaip dalam Bahasa Melayu..oh penat..penat...hihihih&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-4406072118895911793?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/4406072118895911793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=4406072118895911793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4406072118895911793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4406072118895911793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/10/raya-di-perantauan.html' title='raya di perantauan'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/StUNdM4qLgI/AAAAAAAABx8/cbXa_vSAYQQ/s72-c/IMG_1223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-9138537768366862535</id><published>2009-10-10T09:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T10:02:28.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'>my first cement</title><content type='html'>The title says it all. Behold, my first ever cement that I prepared myself.&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/StBLgh3VNEI/AAAAAAAABx0/BwIxDYSaUa0/s400/Image0048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390891776180827202" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The cement above is zinc oxide eugenol. It is used for temporary filling, sedative dressing and linings.  And the cement on the microscope slide below the one mentioned earlier is zinc phosphate (fleck). It has two functions; as a luting cement and base under filling material. It is supposedly to be settled in 6-7 minutes but surprisingly mine took 19 mins and 15 secs.. (&gt;.&lt;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha..my course of study is pretty interesting right? oh yah.there's another type of cement done yesterday but unfortunately my groupmate accidentally threw it away before I could snap a picture of it. It was the one used for fillings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-9138537768366862535?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/9138537768366862535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=9138537768366862535&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/9138537768366862535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/9138537768366862535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-first-cement.html' title='my first cement'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/StBLgh3VNEI/AAAAAAAABx0/BwIxDYSaUa0/s72-c/Image0048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-1008761867423011453</id><published>2009-10-05T19:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T19:46:45.837+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday MOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sso-2PC3cdI/AAAAAAAABxs/fKdEXQ5yKfE/s1600-h/IMG_0685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sso-2PC3cdI/AAAAAAAABxs/fKdEXQ5yKfE/s400/IMG_0685.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389189005574631890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's my Mom's birthday. I really really thank God for having a super wonderful and loving mom like her. May God bless you always. I love you (^_^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-1008761867423011453?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/1008761867423011453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=1008761867423011453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1008761867423011453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1008761867423011453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday MOM'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sso-2PC3cdI/AAAAAAAABxs/fKdEXQ5yKfE/s72-c/IMG_0685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-8675665162760903249</id><published>2009-10-05T18:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T19:00:33.171+01:00</updated><title type='text'>an afternoon after a short bike ride</title><content type='html'>haha..someone edited Ben's image into a female's face template using "&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yearbook yourself 2009&lt;/span&gt;".. and I really think that the photo looks cute~&lt;p&gt;hahaha..and just after the 1st year Malaysian students of Cork meeting at Azizi's apartment, I borrowed my good, lovely, kind neighbour's bike..(just to see how does it feel to be on a bike before deciding to buy one later).. my &lt;em&gt;berbasikal&lt;/em&gt; skill is just as bad as my driving skill rupanya. Thank God Mior and Hisyam are around..hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then,upon coming back, while waiting for my bubur nasi to masak, I tried to have my image edited using the same application as Ben's. And below is how I look like..hehehehehe:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Ssoz0VYQSmI/AAAAAAAABxk/o74TPgTIaQc/s400/YearbookYourself_1992.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389176878287309410" /&gt;hahaha..funny rite? but honestly speaking, Ben's photo is cuter. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-8675665162760903249?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/8675665162760903249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=8675665162760903249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8675665162760903249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8675665162760903249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/10/afternoon-after-short-bike-ride.html' title='an afternoon after a short bike ride'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Ssoz0VYQSmI/AAAAAAAABxk/o74TPgTIaQc/s72-c/YearbookYourself_1992.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-2542342083973613722</id><published>2009-10-02T23:57:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T00:16:45.157+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a land not so far away from Cork</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Supposedly, I have one class on Friday..DS 1002 (material practicals for clinical lab). But it will only start next week..haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, yah..my fellow Malaysian classmates and I decided to visit Cobh. It's a small town which is located approximately 24km from Cork. We took train from Cork to Cobh which cost us 6.35 euro each. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SsaHYmiv2zI/AAAAAAAABxc/AVUmRsfFuhs/s400/IMG_1143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388142860928277298" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of our classmates was also there at the train station. Killian..the 17 year old guy. He was waiting for his train to Dublin to visit a friend. He's quite cute..haha. harap2 dia tak baca blog ni.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cobh is nice, tranquil, calm, peaceful.. I love it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----&gt; kepenatan..can't write more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-2542342083973613722?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/2542342083973613722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=2542342083973613722&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/2542342083973613722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/2542342083973613722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/10/land-not-so-far-away-from-cork.html' title='a land not so far away from Cork'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SsaHYmiv2zI/AAAAAAAABxc/AVUmRsfFuhs/s72-c/IMG_1143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-4485939816542104918</id><published>2009-10-01T20:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T20:29:50.450+01:00</updated><title type='text'>selamat BULAAAAN baru.. :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;it has been 3 weeks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 weeks..since I left Malaysia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so far, so good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I thank God for sustaining me. Giving me strength and spirit to face new day every morning. I thank Him for all the blessings because I know, without Him..i guess, I wouldnt be here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so,since I'm embarking into a new journey now..I think I should change my blog lay out..haha. well, just for the fun of it la..mmm..don't ask me why it's black in colour now. I just like it.. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;last but not least..Happy New Month. It's October~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-4485939816542104918?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/4485939816542104918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=4485939816542104918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4485939816542104918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4485939816542104918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/10/selamat-bulaaaan-baru-p.html' title='selamat BULAAAAN baru.. :P'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-7345818033281590734</id><published>2009-09-24T23:31:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T23:35:45.424+01:00</updated><title type='text'>someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SrvzmAYnAcI/AAAAAAAABxA/y8tZIGJKc5I/s1600-h/DSCN0810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SrvzmAYnAcI/AAAAAAAABxA/y8tZIGJKc5I/s400/DSCN0810.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385165613715358146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is just a photo of someone whom I reckon is the handsomest guy I've ever met on planet Earth. :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-7345818033281590734?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/7345818033281590734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=7345818033281590734&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7345818033281590734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7345818033281590734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/09/someone.html' title='someone'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SrvzmAYnAcI/AAAAAAAABxA/y8tZIGJKc5I/s72-c/DSCN0810.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-8386756803338363809</id><published>2009-09-24T23:26:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T23:36:50.001+01:00</updated><title type='text'>H.O.M.E.S.I.C.K</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;daddy,mammy,mujan &amp;amp; beb...kenapa tak jawab2 my calls today?mmmmm....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SrvyrTYAd4I/AAAAAAAABw4/RUH9tDODWyU/s400/christmas+2007+037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385164605200824194" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Srvyq5ltiKI/AAAAAAAABww/haXJJoC8QMY/s400/christmas+2007+187.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385164598278981794" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...must answer my calls next time k..luckily the homesick feeling lasted only few hours, only to the extend of buying a 10euro calling card which in the end was used to call someone else... will try to call home again tomorrow. It's too late now..sudah tgh malam di sana.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-----&gt; saya sangat-sangat rindu mereka....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-8386756803338363809?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/8386756803338363809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=8386756803338363809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8386756803338363809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8386756803338363809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/09/homesick.html' title='H.O.M.E.S.I.C.K'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SrvyrTYAd4I/AAAAAAAABw4/RUH9tDODWyU/s72-c/christmas+2007+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-5508739192968872765</id><published>2009-09-24T23:18:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T23:25:35.535+01:00</updated><title type='text'>so far,yet so close</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I had two classes today. Actually, there's supposed to be 3. but the 2nd class was cancelled. so in the between the morning &amp;amp; afternoon classes, I took a nap. And I saw many people in my dream whom I think I miss. haiz~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SrvxKYTonGI/AAAAAAAABwo/rWv6uIZFH3Q/s400/DSCN9596.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385162940077349986" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SrvxKLap9sI/AAAAAAAABwg/Br2PkTV6ow4/s400/1_835384749l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385162936617137858" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SrvxJizT4dI/AAAAAAAABwY/s0DU4nCeWqk/s400/DSCF6891.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385162925714694610" /&gt;.....take care people. wherever u all are, i wish u all the best in life. seriously, eventhough i was the quiet one in class before, i really miss u all.... i dreamt of u all this afternoon..made me miss u all the more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-5508739192968872765?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/5508739192968872765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=5508739192968872765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5508739192968872765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5508739192968872765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-faryet-so-close.html' title='so far,yet so close'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SrvxKYTonGI/AAAAAAAABwo/rWv6uIZFH3Q/s72-c/DSCN9596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-7388459005127765285</id><published>2009-09-23T22:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:49:03.311+01:00</updated><title type='text'>=.=</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;antara final match Man U and date with me, mana awak pilih?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;xy&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Man U punya final match&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;: ........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;xy&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;tapi,saya &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; awak skali la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tengok Man U&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; punya final tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;....!@#$*&amp;amp;^% hahahahha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;..hehe..kinda cute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;well..tp that's not the most frustrating answer i've got today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the answer from one of my lecturers that teach 'dental diseases' was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;someone: Is there any books or reading that we can read for this subject?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Dr Burke: apparently, nope. you have to learn it by heart in class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;...and semua orang dlm kelas went, "huh?" entah lah..this is tougher than what i've thought. but i think we all can persevere..hehehe..and oh ya, must sit in front la for every lecture..otherwise, someone like Eoin's head will block my vision.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-7388459005127765285?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/7388459005127765285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=7388459005127765285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7388459005127765285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7388459005127765285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='=.='/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-5856880522027006412</id><published>2009-09-23T00:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:30:09.627+01:00</updated><title type='text'>of nasi hujan panas &amp; ayam yang pedas..RAYA!!</title><content type='html'>I know,it's kinda a lil bit late..&lt;p&gt;BUT, I still wanna wish a very &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDIFITRI" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to all my friends. Wherever you are, be it at kampung in Malaysia or elsewhere around the globe, may God bless you all and all the best in everything that you are pursuing..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i am not really sure of what to wish on Raya..mmm..so sorry if it's not appropriate :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SrldNbnvnNI/AAAAAAAABwI/-d_o0E_SCSk/s400/IMG_1123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384437314832276690" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this picture above is taken on Raya day here in cork..PPMC which stands for Persatuan Pelajar Malaysia Cork organised it.. I left earlier to go to church though. Seniors and with other Muslim friends prepared the food on that day (^_^). And Timah bungkus a pack of nasi hujan panas &amp;amp; ayam masak merah yang sungguh pedas for me..hihihi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-5856880522027006412?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/5856880522027006412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=5856880522027006412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5856880522027006412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/5856880522027006412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/09/of-nasi-hujan-panas-ayam-yang-pedasraya.html' title='of nasi hujan panas &amp; ayam yang pedas..RAYA!!'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SrldNbnvnNI/AAAAAAAABwI/-d_o0E_SCSk/s72-c/IMG_1123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-3816051868363032842</id><published>2009-09-22T22:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:42:30.254+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a CHEF..HAHAHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Cork is thousands and thousands of miles away from home. Hence, familiar foods that I've been consuming daily for the past 20 years of my life are thousands and thousands of miles away. For my first week here, food is not a problem at all because our nice, friendly seniors invited us all for iftar everyday..hahaha.. tapi, come to my first try of cooking here, it was horrible. It's not that I can't cook at all..hehe..but the machines (for eg microwave,stove,oven,etc) used to cook here are quite different from the ones we have at home. So,voila, my first garlic toast:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SrlPU458JnI/AAAAAAAABvw/sPcJTD3f1xE/s1600-h/IMG_1091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SrlPU458JnI/AAAAAAAABvw/sPcJTD3f1xE/s400/IMG_1091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384422049789519474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahahaha...can anyone guess that it's actually a garlic toast??hehe..sungguh rentung. It was not edible at all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I guess, foods that do not require cooking is a better choice to bring to our seniors' house for potluck. (and some more, couldnt find the ingredients to make brownies at dunes too). Below's the cheesecake that Shu Yi, Gayathrie and I made:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SrlPc723ncI/AAAAAAAABwA/06Qur63A0Xs/s400/IMG_0836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384422188020899266" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-3816051868363032842?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/3816051868363032842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=3816051868363032842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3816051868363032842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3816051868363032842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-chefhahaha.html' title='I am a CHEF..HAHAHA'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SrlPU458JnI/AAAAAAAABvw/sPcJTD3f1xE/s72-c/IMG_1091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-1828905925980297905</id><published>2009-09-17T13:42:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:03:05.813+01:00</updated><title type='text'>cork,ireland</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Finally, I'm here. After 14 hours in the air &amp;amp; almost 9 hours of waiting, I am finally here. I just got internet access 2 days ago. Sorry for the lare update. Cork's a nice place to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are app. 100 Malaysians students here. So, I am not so alone..haha. Our Malaysian seniors are super nice and friendly. They are so helpful. This year, there are 9 of us JPA sponsored freshies. MARA around 8 like that. Our seniors said that this is the first time JPA outnumber the MARA..haha. Most of our seniors are MARA ppl..hihi. But for sure, all dents students are JPA sponsored because MARA does not send students to do dent in ireland.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Weather in Cork is cold and chilly. And windy..it's colder at night. Everything is within walking distance so I find it very nice..haha. Things are cheap around here..thank God. That explains why we always go to town to shop..haha. Shu Yi and I went again yesterday..hehe. Timah &amp;amp; Sue went too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh ya,now I am staying at Castlewhite Apartment. JPA made it a compulsary for us to stay here for our first year. But, it's ok. The apartment is very nice. Everything's complete..haha. My room mate is Timah who is also my coursemate. I knew here since our days at UCSI, KL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My classes will only start nex week and I'll be taking 5 subjects this term. They are &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;introduction to physiology, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fundamentals of dental practice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;intro to biomolecules &amp;amp; metabolic pathways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;topographical anatomy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;principles of human structure for dentistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.haha..sounds tough? tak tau la..blum cuba,blum tahu. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;here are some pics of ireland (more at facebook): &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SrIzI4W0xyI/AAAAAAAABvY/APJNMBgB-sI/s400/IMG_1076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382420732321253154" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SrIzJLXaHDI/AAAAAAAABvg/xT-8waWtLUw/s400/IMG_1079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382420737423973426" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SrIzJpEkVKI/AAAAAAAABvo/0bWJmtzTknQ/s400/IMG_1082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382420745398015138" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SrIzIAJ7_HI/AAAAAAAABvQ/td3d4vPH5P8/s400/IMG_1048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382420717234814066" /&gt;haha..malas nak describe each pics la..tapi macam tu la lebih kurang cork ni. a small town saja..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-1828905925980297905?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/1828905925980297905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=1828905925980297905&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1828905925980297905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1828905925980297905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/09/corkireland.html' title='cork,ireland'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SrIzI4W0xyI/AAAAAAAABvY/APJNMBgB-sI/s72-c/IMG_1076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-4772626315916175072</id><published>2009-09-09T06:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T07:10:24.419+01:00</updated><title type='text'>don't miss me,malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is going to be my last post written in Malaysia this year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm going to KL tomorrow and will be heading to Cork,Ireland the day after tomorrow to pursue BDS there. Jika tiada aral melintang, maka Aug 2014, I'll be back here again..hehe..but in between, for sure, I'll be coming back once in a while.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would like to take this opportunity to thank everyone. Mom and dad for supporting me from every aspects possible. Mujan &amp;amp; beb for our sistership :) ...friends and families,to all of you, thank you for your prayer, love &amp;amp; support. I cannot list u one by one here, but deep in my heart, I treasure all u so much. Only God knows how much I appreciate all of you who've walked into my life, contributing to the colourful,wonderful life God has given me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;UCSI A-level pals..2 years together. We grew together, we strive for our goals. Eventually, here we are today, heading to all different directions pursuing our dreams. All the best people!! If ever our paths cross again, we'll still remain as friends rite??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;UCSI CF brothers and sisters in Christ. When I first came to CF, I thought it's just going to be merely a club or leisure stuff to join.. But as time passes by, CF seems to be a part of me. My week would seemed to be incomplete without CF on Fridays. I grew spiritually through CF and not only that, I met and befriended great, amazing young people whom I will never forget. Thank you so much for the friendship and love that we all have. I thank Jesus for sending me to UCSI to meet great, wonderful youths of God like all of you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SIB PJ..I thought I was only going to be a regular church goer. Little did I know at that I am going to gain much more than spiritual growth. Thank you for the sincere friendship guys and gals. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SMSM friends..it has been ages since I last met most of you. 5 years in SMSM taught me a lot. What I obtained through the years in SMSM are more than all the A's I've got. Those A's are just a small portion of the total stuffs I've learned. We've been through both sweet and bitter moments together as we persevered our secondary school years. After SPM, all of us separated and go different directions. I wish all of you the best of luck and may all be well for us. I am looking forward to our batch's reunion years later.. there must be lots of stories to be told..haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SKJD, SKGR, SKJB...primary schools I've been to. I lost contact with most of you but nevertheless..thank you (^_^).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-4772626315916175072?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/4772626315916175072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=4772626315916175072&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4772626315916175072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4772626315916175072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-miss-memalaysia.html' title='don&apos;t miss me,malaysia'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-6059450664783147108</id><published>2009-09-02T16:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:12:07.911+01:00</updated><title type='text'>she's 18!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sp6KgDjQ6KI/AAAAAAAABvE/ESl3BYKWl08/s1600-h/IMG_0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sp6KgDjQ6KI/AAAAAAAABvE/ESl3BYKWl08/s400/IMG_0812.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376887288440613026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy birthday to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy birthday to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy birthday to mujan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy birthday to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dear Mujan my beloved sist, I thank God for having such a wonderful sister like you. I pray that He will always continue to guide and bless you abundantly. I pray that you'll remain faithful in Him and be blessing to all the people around you. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-6059450664783147108?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/6059450664783147108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=6059450664783147108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/6059450664783147108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/6059450664783147108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/09/shes-18.html' title='she&apos;s 18!!!'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sp6KgDjQ6KI/AAAAAAAABvE/ESl3BYKWl08/s72-c/IMG_0812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-8210103678836400509</id><published>2009-09-02T15:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:04:22.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I was in KL last week</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I was there, in the capital city of Malaysia, from the 24th-28th of aug. I went there for fun..haha..how I wish. There were some matters to be settled. However, I did met up with my sister and two cousins (^_^)..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sp6GwMnnJPI/AAAAAAAABu8/61bcCJ8E5kg/s1600-h/IMG_0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sp6GwMnnJPI/AAAAAAAABu8/61bcCJ8E5kg/s400/IMG_0787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376883167706162418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sp6GvV2ppQI/AAAAAAAABu0/-EcoOYSh-O8/s1600-h/IMG_0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sp6GvV2ppQI/AAAAAAAABu0/-EcoOYSh-O8/s400/IMG_0767.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376883153005290754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sp6Gu-q397I/AAAAAAAABus/mggBvLbfPd4/s1600-h/IMG_0762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sp6Gu-q397I/AAAAAAAABus/mggBvLbfPd4/s400/IMG_0762.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376883146781882290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sp6GubJFuTI/AAAAAAAABuk/kU91jhIv8s4/s1600-h/IMG_0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sp6GubJFuTI/AAAAAAAABuk/kU91jhIv8s4/s400/IMG_0759.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376883137244936498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These three young kids are my juniors..haha. All the best to all of you. Had so much fun with them and I'm so glad that they are ok and can adapt well with the new away from home environment. Take care y'll. May God be with the three of you as you complete your pre-U studies in peninsular.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-8210103678836400509?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/8210103678836400509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=8210103678836400509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8210103678836400509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/8210103678836400509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-was-in-kl-last-week.html' title='I was in KL last week'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sp6GwMnnJPI/AAAAAAAABu8/61bcCJ8E5kg/s72-c/IMG_0787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-6524339015777245168</id><published>2009-09-02T07:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T07:37:08.237+01:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;waa..lamanya sy tak update blog ni..kat rumah bes..tgk tv, kemas rumah, makan, masak, cuci pinggan mangkuk, n the list of house chores goes on and on..seronok sy..hahaha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a lot of things took place these past few weeks and somehow, sometimes, I could not believe my eyes that I am already here..to the position where I had always dreamt of since 2 years back. but this is not the ending, this is just the beginning of a whole brand new journey.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;first of all, I would like to thank God and give all the praises to Him for guiding me through and granting me all these wonderful blessings. without Him, I would never be here achieving all these alone. solely by my own strength and understanding. am I not lucky to have Him as my saviour and Lord? (^_^)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A-levels result were out two weeks ago. Thank God once again, this not-so-smart girl got all A's..hehe. I did not get all straight A's for all the 6 units but overall was A. I believe that's really a blessing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had pre-departure briefing last week too. Peeps,I'll be going to University College Cork. As a matter of fact, the time left for me to be here in Malaysia is less than two weeks. Can anyone believe that? Buat kawan-kawan yang akan ke Cork, the registration day is also my 20th birthday..hehehehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My future coursemates are: Paul the cameraguy with standing bag, Shu Yi, Gaya, Sue, and Timah. 5 years down the road, God willing, we'll all have the title "DR" in front of our names..hihihi. All the best friends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have lots to say but it's Chuck now on tv. hehe..will get back here soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-6524339015777245168?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/6524339015777245168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=6524339015777245168&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/6524339015777245168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/6524339015777245168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/09/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-6484829289267008478</id><published>2009-08-11T15:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T16:03:36.205+01:00</updated><title type='text'>au revoir, mon amie..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SoGGCDmvvWI/AAAAAAAABuE/GkHWNgWzQ3A/s1600-h/IMG_0675+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SoGGCDmvvWI/AAAAAAAABuE/GkHWNgWzQ3A/s400/IMG_0675+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368719600688020834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SoGGB6XSJzI/AAAAAAAABt8/ObHA6pOxrf0/s1600-h/IMG_0677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SoGGB6XSJzI/AAAAAAAABt8/ObHA6pOxrf0/s400/IMG_0677.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368719598207248178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;dar...i can't resist from posting this eventhough you've asked me not to..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;all the best to you in your studies at McMaster (is that how we spell it??) and also not to be left behind, in your journey to grasp your true love..hehehehe...do send my regards to Danny if you read this post.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;the cookies were delicious..thank you dear. really love the Canadian stone too..it stands nicely on my make up table..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hope to meet you again in the future, dar..might not be as often as before..but we'll do, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~friends forever,kaban~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/4033859026996213989-6484829289267008478?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/6484829289267008478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=6484829289267008478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/6484829289267008478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/6484829289267008478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/08/au-revoir-mon-amie.html' title='au revoir, mon amie..'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SoGGCDmvvWI/AAAAAAAABuE/GkHWNgWzQ3A/s72-c/IMG_0675+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-7093459758847391269</id><published>2009-08-10T17:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:57:30.054+01:00</updated><title type='text'>will the absence make the heart grow fonder?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;one word&lt;/span&gt;: me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;two syllables&lt;/span&gt;: gonna miss&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;three types of people&lt;/span&gt;: ones I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;, ones I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;care&lt;/span&gt;, ones I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;adore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;four verses&lt;/span&gt;: I want things to stay as they are. But, life is not that simple. Life is meant to be lived forward. So, things of the past must be let go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;five senses&lt;/span&gt;: I wanna &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SEE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;them everyday when I wake up at sunrise, I wanna &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LISTEN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; more attentively to what they say, I wanna &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TOUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; their warm bodies beside me, I wanna &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TASTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; every flavours in this world with them, I wanna &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SMELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; their unique fragrances forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ haiz &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-7093459758847391269?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/7093459758847391269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=7093459758847391269&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7093459758847391269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7093459758847391269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/08/will-absence-make-heart-grow-fonder.html' title='will the absence make the heart grow fonder?'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-1957434232816640831</id><published>2009-08-10T04:51:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T07:11:56.452+01:00</updated><title type='text'>the ULTIMATE t.e.s.t.o.s.t.e.r.o.n.e. GAME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sn-cT2RJVYI/AAAAAAAABt0/-7usdP867tU/s1600-h/manchester-united-logo-game.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 395px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sn-cT2RJVYI/AAAAAAAABt0/-7usdP867tU/s400/manchester-united-logo-game.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368181145647797634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sn-cT7oXE6I/AAAAAAAABts/kvyevWTpovw/s1600-h/soccer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sn-cT7oXE6I/AAAAAAAABts/kvyevWTpovw/s400/soccer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368181147087344546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Manchester United? Peeps, I am not really a big fan of that England football team which call Old Trafford as its home. Well, in fact, I am not even a fan of the game.. it's not because my sex is female because nowadays there are loads and loads of girls, women, ladies who are die-hard fans of football and would be wide awake at night during the EPL seasons. It's just that I am not really into the game..hehe. But guys, most guys, are so so so so so so INTO this. For me, I enjoy the game a lot. As much as the guys enjoy it but I never put my full emotion, &lt;em&gt;jiwa &amp;amp; raga, perasaan,&lt;/em&gt; passion, excitement, anxiety, enthusiasm....like them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For example, my dad. He lives with 4 females in the house where he is actually the only male. It is so unfortunate for him as none of the women in our home is an avid fan of football like him. usually (very,very often)..he would be all alone watching live football matches..(mom,mujan,babe n i wouldn't mind watching repeats..hehe).. That was why yesterday, he was very frustrated that no one told him that there's a football match live on tv. It was Machester United vs Chelsea.. muahaha..he only watched the second half..oh dear, his eyes were glued on the tv screen. My mom and I accompanied him last night.. however.mom went to bed not so long after that while me, busy onlining..hihi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sn-cTW571kI/AAAAAAAABtk/Xjinv0Oms0U/s1600-h/IMG_0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sn-cTW571kI/AAAAAAAABtk/Xjinv0Oms0U/s400/IMG_0696.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368181137228944962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whenever football season comes, dad would always complain why are we not a football fan too..so that he would have companion. haih dad..in future, don't worry..God willing, you'll have 3 son in-laws that would be more than ready to watch football games enthusiastically with you..hehe....maybe the guy below would make a good &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;teman-tengok-bola-larut-malam-atau-awal-pagi-tanpa-banyak-songeh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sn-cS8XtT7I/AAAAAAAABtc/MNT-UL-KhVs/s1600-h/ben+ngegeh.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sn-cS8XtT7I/AAAAAAAABtc/MNT-UL-KhVs/s400/ben+ngegeh.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368181130106064818" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4033859026996213989-1957434232816640831?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/1957434232816640831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=1957434232816640831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1957434232816640831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/1957434232816640831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/08/ultimate-testosterone-game.html' title='the ULTIMATE t.e.s.t.o.s.t.e.r.o.n.e. GAME'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sn-cT2RJVYI/AAAAAAAABt0/-7usdP867tU/s72-c/manchester-united-logo-game.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-963992422680060068</id><published>2009-08-10T04:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T04:33:45.800+01:00</updated><title type='text'>When opportunity knocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A man with a gun goes into a bank and demands their money. Once he is given, he turns to a customer and asks, "Did you see me rob this bank?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The man replied, "Yes sir, I did." The robber then shot him in the temple, killing him instantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He turns to a couple standing next to him and asked the man, "Did you see me rob this bank?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The man replied, "No sir, &lt;strong&gt;I didn't&lt;/strong&gt;, but &lt;em&gt;my wife did&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=.=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;....I will never want a husband like that guy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-963992422680060068?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/963992422680060068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=963992422680060068&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/963992422680060068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/963992422680060068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-opportunity-knocks.html' title='When opportunity knocks'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-7112057287079753500</id><published>2009-08-05T01:34:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T01:50:38.732+01:00</updated><title type='text'>..the new hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SnjV4km_9PI/AAAAAAAABtU/EWDmGiJaeFs/s1600-h/IMG_0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SnjV4km_9PI/AAAAAAAABtU/EWDmGiJaeFs/s400/IMG_0641.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366274123888588018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SnjV4O_Y-LI/AAAAAAAABtM/sYqxuAilyc0/s1600-h/IMG_0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SnjV4O_Y-LI/AAAAAAAABtM/sYqxuAilyc0/s400/IMG_0652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366274118085310642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SnjV38SpAKI/AAAAAAAABtE/GsWeS_CTnz0/s1600-h/IMG_0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SnjV38SpAKI/AAAAAAAABtE/GsWeS_CTnz0/s400/IMG_0651.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366274113065779362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SnjV3crkhKI/AAAAAAAABs8/zK7nZjhWE90/s1600-h/IMG_0650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SnjV3crkhKI/AAAAAAAABs8/zK7nZjhWE90/s400/IMG_0650.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366274104580408482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a picture narrates a thousand words..and not to mention four pics..that's thousands and thousands of words..hehe..stacey, post ni untuk ko..hehehe..amacam?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-7112057287079753500?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/7112057287079753500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=7112057287079753500&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7112057287079753500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/7112057287079753500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-hair.html' title='..the new hair'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SnjV4km_9PI/AAAAAAAABtU/EWDmGiJaeFs/s72-c/IMG_0641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-4316823178882947402</id><published>2009-08-04T07:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T07:40:11.395+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PWSIB Sibu Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SnfSKqftwMI/AAAAAAAABs0/vGPt_VfSICU/s1600-h/IMG_0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SnfSKqftwMI/AAAAAAAABs0/vGPt_VfSICU/s400/IMG_0614.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365988561683071170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SnfSKFwKJHI/AAAAAAAABss/psKjwSjo-U0/s1600-h/IMG_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SnfSKFwKJHI/AAAAAAAABss/psKjwSjo-U0/s400/IMG_0632.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365988551819928690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SnfSJwRAeII/AAAAAAAABsk/VMb7WDxSsws/s1600-h/IMG_0633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SnfSJwRAeII/AAAAAAAABsk/VMb7WDxSsws/s400/IMG_0633.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365988546052126850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went to the PWSIB Annual Dinner last Saturday.. I was so stirred by the message conveyed that night by Pr Cornie Bilong. About decisions that we make as women. What type of women would you want to turn out to be? A mother that will lead your family to Christ? Or whatever other choices that are in front of u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message that night made  me ponder on my own life so far (for almost 20 years on this Earth). I suddenly realised that there were a lot of choices in my life and I've made a lot of decisions too. Be it small, be it big, all those decisions crafted my later years in life. And I know, the decisions I make now will bring me elsewhere in future. In a nutshell, whatever decisions I make now will affect my future. Both directly and indirectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realised that in every decisions that I make, God must be honoured and hence, He must be put first before I take any further steps. Sometimes, as human being we are easily confused by our own desires. What we thought are best for us may not be what God plans for our lives. And more than often, we refused to listen to the whispers of the Holy Spirit and eventually carried away by our own dreams and desires which will only lead to frustration and regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are points in my life where I am so totally glad that I made the right choices eventhough at first these choices look so wrong to my human eyes. But, there are some points too, when I felt that my decisions were so wrong till I cannot turn back and make a U-turn even how hard I wanted too. How I wished I've listened to God and be more sensitive to the Holy Spirit's prompting before I take those steps which I took that led me to dead ends now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whoever who reads this post, no matter what faith you believe in, whether you are a Christian or a non-Christian, please be careful when you come to crossroads in life. Make the wisest decisions so that you will not regret later. Decide base not on your point of view now solely, but take into consideration on others' points of view and how likely the decision will affect your life in a long run later. If you are a Christian, pray to God and be really, really extra sensitive to the Holy Spirit. Because, if the step you are taking is wrong, He will surely whisper it to you. It's just the matter whether you are sensitive enough or be ready enough to accept His warnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4033859026996213989-4316823178882947402?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/4316823178882947402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=4316823178882947402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4316823178882947402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/4316823178882947402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/08/pwsib-sibu-dinner.html' title='PWSIB Sibu Dinner'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/SnfSKqftwMI/AAAAAAAABs0/vGPt_VfSICU/s72-c/IMG_0614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-609491587007086976</id><published>2009-07-29T15:55:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T16:03:30.580+01:00</updated><title type='text'>muahahaha..i love life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;After luch today, my mom &amp;amp; I went to our favourite hair saloon here..hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I did something that I've never done before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guess what?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cut my hair short..hahahaha. I did this countless times except that this time I broke my promise to Ben. Few months ago, he made me promised to keep my hair long for christmas this year..ooohh dear...I just like short hair. Girls with long hair are pretty, undeniably but short haired girls are not less prettier also right?haha..tembirang punya sumandak..tia pa, teda ko baca ini post. tgah busy sana tu layan kwn2 sampai lupa sama sia..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;had my hair dyed..hahaha..okeyyy..this may sound so normal for most people but this is not so normal to me. my dad suggested it in the car this morning, so I thought, why not? thanks dad..hehehe. but not too overdone la. i had it dark maroon that will only be visible under the sun. so you won't find me with new hair colour in the room...smart huh?hehehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i just love my hair..muahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-609491587007086976?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/609491587007086976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=609491587007086976&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/609491587007086976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/609491587007086976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/07/muahahahai-love-life.html' title='muahahaha..i love life'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-275938139132795549</id><published>2009-07-28T08:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T09:00:41.791+01:00</updated><title type='text'>someone you used to know</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;went to Intan's blog justnow and saw that she posted the lyrics of one of my favourite singer, Zee Avi and suddenly I felt like wanna share another song from her which is my &lt;em&gt;favouritest&lt;/em&gt;..(if that word exist..hehe)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It was helpless anyway&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much we could do or say&lt;br /&gt;Darling don't you think it's a shame?&lt;br /&gt;that it had to end this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;our love is lost, and we cant figure why&lt;br /&gt;maybe it really is about time&lt;br /&gt;that we finally made up our minds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Darling, here's to you&lt;br /&gt;i hope that when you find someone new&lt;br /&gt;that she would always be true to you&lt;br /&gt;to love and understand you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon you'll build new memories&lt;br /&gt;then slowly you'd forget about me&lt;br /&gt;then i would slowly be&lt;br /&gt;a distant memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Soon i'll just be&lt;br /&gt;that someone you used to know&lt;br /&gt;But darling you will thank me&lt;br /&gt;for letting you go&lt;br /&gt;time is not for wasting&lt;br /&gt;i hope you'll find your intended&lt;br /&gt;But i'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;that your intended isn't me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not an easy thing&lt;br /&gt;to shake off our history&lt;br /&gt;i know that's what you want from me&lt;br /&gt;but they will always stay with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit i made mistakes&lt;br /&gt;but darling with you it's just the same&lt;br /&gt;if we stay there will be more to make&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how much more we can take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, it would be unfair&lt;br /&gt;to stay with something no longer there&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't mean i no longer care&lt;br /&gt;but i'd feel like a burden you cannot bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..when I first heard this song on Youtube earlier this year, I almost cried..hehe..terharu bah. In real world, will someone say such words to his or her ex when they break up? Wishing that he or she will find someone else, which may be better than who you are, and you..sooner or later will be forgotten. Knowing me myself quite well, I think I would curse... (=.=) and knowing me again, I think I'll rise up and do something else and show to that ex of mine that I am better off alone and perhaps, will try to achieve something great that would make his new partner looks quite a loser compared to me..huh..that's not a revenge right? Just improving myself to be a better quality person.... =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....I sound so evil.  Forgive me LORD. Forgive me..haiz. Love your enemy as you love yourselves, the Bible says. ****an ex is an enemy? ahh..apa-apa saja lah..but I hope, if ever that happens to me, I would be able to handle things profesionally. And, still look down-to-earth..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wanted to post the video of this song here. but it takes soooo long. I am not that patient..hihi. So, just click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bqR3D1pr9_Q"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the video yah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-275938139132795549?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/275938139132795549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=275938139132795549&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/275938139132795549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/275938139132795549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/07/someone-you-used-to-know.html' title='someone you used to know'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4033859026996213989.post-3453470504023860420</id><published>2009-07-28T07:31:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T08:28:45.190+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nokia 5000..(^_^)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sm6dyJSDhaI/AAAAAAAABsc/ROHrM3mMgTA/s1600-h/IMG_0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sm6dyJSDhaI/AAAAAAAABsc/ROHrM3mMgTA/s400/IMG_0573.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363397691055506850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sm6dxv7Ud_I/AAAAAAAABsU/m1_D6Azz7jY/s1600-h/IMG_0572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sm6dxv7Ud_I/AAAAAAAABsU/m1_D6Azz7jY/s400/IMG_0572.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363397684249262066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;muahaha..finally after nearly 3 years using Nokia 6070.. I got this new phone as shown above..voila, Nokia 5000. At first, I wanted this Sony Erickson (which I couldn't recall what's the model is) but I guess, I am a loyal Nokia customer..haha. It has only basic functions and nothing so &lt;em&gt;canggih-manggih&lt;/em&gt; but I still love it..muah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...I love the colour so much (and actually that's the factor why I chosed this over the white Sony I saw earlier..hehehe..Nokia wins in the end)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4033859026996213989-3453470504023860420?l=ija-ubong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/feeds/3453470504023860420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4033859026996213989&amp;postID=3453470504023860420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3453470504023860420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4033859026996213989/posts/default/3453470504023860420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ija-ubong.blogspot.com/2009/07/nokia-5000.html' title='Nokia 5000..(^_^)'/><author><name>ija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587976892822551470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/S9D_jUqFLEI/AAAAAAAAB6w/39-Bk7EgbeA/S220/IMG_2335.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W3HtItPhl0w/Sm6dyJSDhaI/AAAAAAAABsc/ROHrM3mMgTA/s72-c/IMG_0573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
