<?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-1828139796352939692</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:25:04.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Art is my World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuitakada.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1828139796352939692/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuitakada.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yuitakada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213537886945964437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9lRxo9Z7nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/DtwdVX43blg/S220/DSCN4087.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1828139796352939692.post-6378774083955193577</id><published>2008-03-20T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T02:44:59.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Waking up to a complete family feeling again after my dad came back from a business trip to Hong Kong. Feeling relieved after dad came back safely even there's a bird flu outbreak in HK again. He bought me and my brother a shirt and taking advantage of my brother not being here to choose the nicest shirt. There's a black and another is maroon color. Well, since black is very common so i chose something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-Il9KcvNmI/AAAAAAAAALQ/IRabAIAX2eE/s1600-h/DSC00713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-Il9KcvNmI/AAAAAAAAALQ/IRabAIAX2eE/s320/DSC00713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179744254136628834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Was suppose to take my aunt out for breakfast but after washing up and getting ready to go out, my aunt suddenly change her mind and we ended up eating noodles. But i wouldn't mind because i was having my favorite Kimchi Ramyun which i don't have to make myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-Im1KcvNnI/AAAAAAAAALY/1o6109PRDxk/s1600-h/DSC00715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-Im1KcvNnI/AAAAAAAAALY/1o6109PRDxk/s200/DSC00715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179745216209303154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice chat with Yumi and Ashie DS while i was eating. And then Yumi told me that the news just in that there'll be a bad thunderstorm over her place. What i don't know was it was going to have a bad thunderstorm in my place too.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-In6KcvNoI/AAAAAAAAALg/_8p0lDXTgUc/s1600-h/DSC00716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-In6KcvNoI/AAAAAAAAALg/_8p0lDXTgUc/s320/DSC00716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179746401620276866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The normal split-ups the christmas tree in my house usually have when it rains heavily. It was so heavy and that got my aunt all pumped up to torcher me one last day before she goes of back to SG. Day or night, rain or shine once again i was turned into the human sweeper unclogging the drain and taking out leaves from drains under the rain.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-IpB6cvNpI/AAAAAAAAALo/1MiPWJJcPdE/s1600-h/DSC00717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-IpB6cvNpI/AAAAAAAAALo/1MiPWJJcPdE/s200/DSC00717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179747634275890834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was raining so heavy that half my house drain was flooding with water. Since there was plenty of water in the drain i remembered 'the fish' which we called it the 'Shit-eater fish' that i was going to let it go since there wasn't any food to feed it and i thought to let it back once again in the big drain which my brother caught it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-Ip16cvNqI/AAAAAAAAALw/cOqpEUcPtx4/s1600-h/DSC00718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-Ip16cvNqI/AAAAAAAAALw/cOqpEUcPtx4/s200/DSC00718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179748527629088418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And off it goes into the big monsoon drain outside my house which leads to the bigger drain.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-IqLqcvNrI/AAAAAAAAAL4/wzpOjTsu7yA/s1600-h/DSC00722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-IqLqcvNrI/AAAAAAAAAL4/wzpOjTsu7yA/s200/DSC00722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179748901291243186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saying a tearful goodbye after letting it go into the drain watching it swims away, wishing it well and bountiful shits to eat in the future for him, or her the 'Shit-eating Fish'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents came home and another delicious home-cooked dinner to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-IrOKcvNsI/AAAAAAAAAMA/L3wGWq5OjSc/s1600-h/DSC00723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-IrOKcvNsI/AAAAAAAAAMA/L3wGWq5OjSc/s200/DSC00723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179750043752543938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whats on today's menu was 'Yellow ginger chicken', Cabbage, cucumber, and fried eggs with some thinggy's inside which i don't really know what it is in english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jusco again later after trying to fix the net which always get disconnected after every thunderstorms. Which explains why i was not online the whole nite until the afternoon on the following day.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-IsvacvNuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PFlm1N84r_M/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-IsvacvNuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PFlm1N84r_M/s200/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179751714494822114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eating ice-cream and taking photo's of stupid me wearing the clothes from HK which my dad bought.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-ItXKcvNwI/AAAAAAAAAMg/lNqZaFao4P4/s1600-h/DSC00725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-ItXKcvNwI/AAAAAAAAAMg/lNqZaFao4P4/s320/DSC00725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179752397394622210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-ItqqcvNxI/AAAAAAAAAMo/QCbulWRCUn8/s1600-h/DSC00732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-ItqqcvNxI/AAAAAAAAAMo/QCbulWRCUn8/s200/DSC00732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179752732402071314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a few more shots, it was already time to go home. So i went back to the car and noticed that my great skill of parking is undisputedly unbeatable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-IuEKcvNyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/5-r3DZ7xZCA/s1600-h/DSC00734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-IuEKcvNyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/5-r3DZ7xZCA/s320/DSC00734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179753170488735522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-IuUqcvNzI/AAAAAAAAAM4/e8jBVtRgbDw/s1600-h/DSC00735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-IuUqcvNzI/AAAAAAAAAM4/e8jBVtRgbDw/s320/DSC00735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179753453956577074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I parked right below the 'Keluar' sign which means Exit and literally translated as "out' in Malay. I parked right in the middle of the road which i was not suppose to park. I guess this is Malaysian parking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late that night, my aunt made a tuna mix for me to make sandwiches.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-Ivu6cvN0I/AAAAAAAAANA/R5GIUdNG-Fo/s1600-h/DSC00746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-Ivu6cvN0I/AAAAAAAAANA/R5GIUdNG-Fo/s200/DSC00746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179755004439770946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-Iv7qcvN1I/AAAAAAAAANI/VpD0J_fBmCY/s1600-h/DSC00745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-Iv7qcvN1I/AAAAAAAAANI/VpD0J_fBmCY/s200/DSC00745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179755223483103058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it was a mix of a can of chili tuna, onions, lime juice, and butter. It was a delicious mix and i just love food too much to say it sucked. It was awesome! Some hot sandwiches before bed time was just what i needed to calm myself from the unfixable net connection. I was trying to fix it the whole night and was no good. I missed my favorite people's terribly and just felt devastated that i could not do anything and i couldn't write my blog again. So this was written the next day and in a few hours time i would be witting a new bloggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was how the day gone by and I'm terribly sorry if i made anyone worried. And i MISS u guys a lot!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1828139796352939692-6378774083955193577?l=yuitakada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuitakada.blogspot.com/feeds/6378774083955193577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1828139796352939692&amp;postID=6378774083955193577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1828139796352939692/posts/default/6378774083955193577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1828139796352939692/posts/default/6378774083955193577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuitakada.blogspot.com/2008/03/waking-up-to-complete-family-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuitakada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213537886945964437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9lRxo9Z7nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/DtwdVX43blg/S220/DSCN4087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R-Il9KcvNmI/AAAAAAAAALQ/IRabAIAX2eE/s72-c/DSC00713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1828139796352939692.post-6969144041003682120</id><published>2008-03-18T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T10:56:11.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Right from the Morning, Food.</title><content type='html'>Had a great sleep and i was lucky enough to have enough sleep this morning. Went straight to the computer after washing up. My aunt went out with her friends for breakfast and she told me that she would buy me breakfast when she comes back. So i chatted on msn with my favorite Stephy Ashie and Yumi. They were always so sweet and bright. My whole mornings was spent talking with them and browsing and replying my cr msges. I was starving by 11something and my aunt ws not back yet. Yumi and Ashie suggested that i should eat something first but i don't want to because thinking that my aunt might be back with a big breakfast. So i waited, and waited and finally she came back around 12pm. I ran to the door full of hope and happiness but to my horror, i saw nothing in her hand and i drop to my feet after hearing her say that she did not get me any FOOD!&lt;br /&gt;After pulling myself together and take the courage to run to the bath and shower, i zoom out of the house to hunt for my Favorite Happy Fried Rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing, 'The Shop'.Its called Sun Hup restaurant but lets call it "the Shop". Within lies the Happiest Fried Rice i have ever tasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_0C49Z8vI/AAAAAAAAAJY/IjFS-Bv7k7c/s1600-h/DSC00682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_0C49Z8vI/AAAAAAAAAJY/IjFS-Bv7k7c/s320/DSC00682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179126426986214130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was too overwhelmed by hunger that tears of joy flows from my eyes at the very sight of 'The Shop'. So i ran in and ordered myself a Happy Fried Rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_0y49Z8wI/AAAAAAAAAJg/fgdERcGKSBc/s1600-h/DSC00683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_0y49Z8wI/AAAAAAAAAJg/fgdERcGKSBc/s200/DSC00683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179127251619934978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ever ready with the money RM3.70 was taken out and presented on the table so i could easily pay when i get that packet of LIFE and runs off to the car and back home where i can safely eat them.  As soon as i got the packet i drove like i never drove before rushing home as fast as i can drive. But it is times like these that there just have to be obstacles to make your miserable life complete.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_2pY9Z8xI/AAAAAAAAAJo/AVNui-7tYr8/s1600-h/DSC00685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_2pY9Z8xI/AAAAAAAAAJo/AVNui-7tYr8/s200/DSC00685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179129287434433298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This red car tailed me from the front all the way home and was driving 16 miserable m/hr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that horrible endurance of hunger. I finally got home just in time not to die from hunger. I put it on the table and gaze in awe of the sweeet aroma of the Happy Fried rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_3ao9Z8yI/AAAAAAAAAJw/TAFTKVOe7Zo/s1600-h/DSC00686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_3ao9Z8yI/AAAAAAAAAJw/TAFTKVOe7Zo/s200/DSC00686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179130133542990626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_3i49Z8zI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/raZu1RLFli0/s1600-h/DSC00687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_3i49Z8zI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/raZu1RLFli0/s200/DSC00687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179130275276911410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later that afternoon I went out again and when i looked at the time, i had goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_4KI9Z80I/AAAAAAAAAKA/vxHo4agFJDk/s1600-h/DSC00688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_4KI9Z80I/AAAAAAAAAKA/vxHo4agFJDk/s320/DSC00688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179130949586776898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If there is 67 seconds in the clock Im sure it will be 3.45 and 67 seconds. That freaked me out for like two second and off  i  go. To 'The Place' Its called Chatter Place but lets call it "The Place". I finally had what i have been craving for. My life's Love, Szechuan Fried Rice. It was the best of the best that ANY friedrice could ever get.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_5JY9Z81I/AAAAAAAAAKI/LRdG_tZLVjk/s1600-h/DSC00691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_5JY9Z81I/AAAAAAAAAKI/LRdG_tZLVjk/s320/DSC00691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179132036213502802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holding back my urges to indulge myself with it, i tried to withstand the temptation and take a photo of it before i do wonders with it in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i reached home, i was turned into a gardener at once by my aunt.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_6FY9Z82I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/30Hy9bwLKtQ/s1600-h/DSC00705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_6FY9Z82I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/30Hy9bwLKtQ/s200/DSC00705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179133067005653858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_6Ro9Z83I/AAAAAAAAAKY/R8Giq6eTwlI/s1600-h/DSC00704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_6Ro9Z83I/AAAAAAAAAKY/R8Giq6eTwlI/s200/DSC00704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179133277459051378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_6p49Z84I/AAAAAAAAAKg/y8xk32dZwtg/s1600-h/DSC00710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_6p49Z84I/AAAAAAAAAKg/y8xk32dZwtg/s200/DSC00710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179133694070879106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The actual photograph of me being a gardener for my aunt was actually too gruesome, so i had to replace it with pic of flowers instead. It was already getting dark when i finally finished cleaning the drain around my house. My parents were already home and the smell of home cooked dinner was what i missed most! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_7z49Z85I/AAAAAAAAAKo/KsI145dm72w/s1600-h/DSC00712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_7z49Z85I/AAAAAAAAAKo/KsI145dm72w/s200/DSC00712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179134965381198738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pork, tofu, some green things, and fried eggs which came later on was what i had for dinner. First time in a week i ate mum's cooking when dad went to Hong Kong for a business trip, mum stops cooking and we eat out a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later after dinner, I was so happy to find that all my favorite peoples are on in Msn. I joined the chatroom with Zuki, Stephy and Yumi. We had a great time talking and no matter what happens to us. I will know that i still will have these people on my back and i love them so very much. I called Zuki on the phone and he sounded so funny like a little boy who sounds younger than me! I feel like spanking him but i was forced to be converted to his side. Well i guess if i cant beat them, join them, then beat them again..or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Food plays an important role in my life. Here henceforth i will declare that my motto will be "Ken + Food = Complete Ken".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I would like to take this opportunity to thank God for giving me this opportunity to be here today. And also my beloved Szechuan Fried Rice and my little Happy Fried Rice.Without their support, i will never be the man i am today. I want to thank them with all my heart. Without them there wont be all there is to me. Without them, I'd be skinny as Zuki. And lastly i am honored to say this. Ken + Food = Complete Ken&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1828139796352939692-6969144041003682120?l=yuitakada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuitakada.blogspot.com/feeds/6969144041003682120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1828139796352939692&amp;postID=6969144041003682120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1828139796352939692/posts/default/6969144041003682120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1828139796352939692/posts/default/6969144041003682120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuitakada.blogspot.com/2008/03/right-from-morning-food.html' title='Right from the Morning, Food.'/><author><name>Yuitakada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213537886945964437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9lRxo9Z7nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/DtwdVX43blg/S220/DSCN4087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9_0C49Z8vI/AAAAAAAAAJY/IjFS-Bv7k7c/s72-c/DSC00682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1828139796352939692.post-5868141877479877512</id><published>2008-03-17T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:37:48.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Catching up</title><content type='html'>Stepping out the door into the car at exactly 12.34pm. Just nice if it could be 12.34 and 56seconds It'll be like 123456. I used to feel really strange last time when almost every night when i look at the time on my phone, it is always exactly 12.34 am. Kinda Freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R987Oo9Z8fI/AAAAAAAAAHY/KbcJ6CzG4X4/s1600-h/DSC00683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R987Oo9Z8fI/AAAAAAAAAHY/KbcJ6CzG4X4/s320/DSC00683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178923219198538226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to the temple where my aunt wants to pay her respect to my late grandparents whom i never had a chance to meet. It feels weird though going to a temple when im a Christian. But anyways.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R988LY9Z8gI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FIs9Mwfbuvk/s1600-h/DSC00685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R988LY9Z8gI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FIs9Mwfbuvk/s320/DSC00685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178924262875591170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R988fo9Z8hI/AAAAAAAAAHo/XNYQzfX7d1o/s1600-h/DSC00693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R988fo9Z8hI/AAAAAAAAAHo/XNYQzfX7d1o/s200/DSC00693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178924610767942162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what is written there. There my aunt was paying her respect to my late gramps somewhere at the top of the alter. But it was a great experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, off to 'Brunch' again and was starving to death by that time. Ordered 100 plus and a bowl of 'Kai See Hor Fun' which like means sliced chicken meat with a kind of flat noodle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R98-N49Z8iI/AAAAAAAAAHw/hiYEF_OCVLA/s1600-h/DSC00696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R98-N49Z8iI/AAAAAAAAAHw/hiYEF_OCVLA/s200/DSC00696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178926504848519714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R98-Y49Z8jI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1MQBTcbF-p8/s1600-h/DSC00698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R98-Y49Z8jI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1MQBTcbF-p8/s200/DSC00698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178926693827080754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt; let this disgusting thing fool you. Beneath this pile of gravy sauce lies great mouth watering delicious squid and veggie which taste unexpectedly nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R98_yI9Z8kI/AAAAAAAAAIA/tjzoUNnF2aI/s1600-h/DSC00697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R98_yI9Z8kI/AAAAAAAAAIA/tjzoUNnF2aI/s200/DSC00697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178928227130405442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R98_8Y9Z8lI/AAAAAAAAAII/g9ABa-WLnzA/s1600-h/DSC00700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R98_8Y9Z8lI/AAAAAAAAAII/g9ABa-WLnzA/s200/DSC00700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178928403224064594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now you see, now you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;By the time we finished eating, it looked like it was going to rain. So we hurried home to take in our clothes we left to dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R99Ax49Z8mI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/KhPdOVmNTLU/s1600-h/DSC00704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R99Ax49Z8mI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/KhPdOVmNTLU/s200/DSC00704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178929322347065954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was on the way back home, I came across some old memories of mine when i was still schooling as if I'm really old but in a way i am.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R99CA49Z8nI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yleb14MpbcI/s1600-h/DSC00705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R99CA49Z8nI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yleb14MpbcI/s200/DSC00705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178930679556731506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R99CW49Z8oI/AAAAAAAAAIg/qE2IUR5Oj2o/s1600-h/DSC00707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R99CW49Z8oI/AAAAAAAAAIg/qE2IUR5Oj2o/s200/DSC00707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178931057513853570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one old complex which i don't really like going. But it definitely gave me a memory. A rather bad one. I remembered on the last day of my Major last schooling exam, i went crazy with a bunch of my mates and drove straight to this complex to the arcade wearing school uniforms and was later busted. The police we're like taking down our id and our signature. We did nothing wrong but got busted on the last day of school. What a nice way to remembering it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that evening after my mum came back from work. She asked me to buy my dinner myself since she is not cooking today. And for the second time i got to drive my fathers car since he's away to Hong Kong for a business trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R99EV49Z8qI/AAAAAAAAAIw/minFGSX-EUM/s1600-h/DSC00696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R99EV49Z8qI/AAAAAAAAAIw/minFGSX-EUM/s200/DSC00696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178933239357239970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R99EfI9Z8rI/AAAAAAAAAI4/xc7IBBdNhdw/s1600-h/DSC00697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R99EfI9Z8rI/AAAAAAAAAI4/xc7IBBdNhdw/s200/DSC00697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178933398271029938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a long line of cue at the "Nasi Pandan" stall which is translated as Pandan Rice. After a long wait i finally managed to get a pack and off back into the car and drive home for a delicious dinner.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R99FNY9Z8tI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ICXe0O3cd-Q/s1600-h/DSC00700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R99FNY9Z8tI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ICXe0O3cd-Q/s200/DSC00700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178934192839979730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This packet of what seems to be like a murder scene is my Curry rice which i again forgot to take a pic of before eating it. Then again, do not let the outlook fool you. The taste is to die for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R99FZY9Z8uI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/rUM1idO0hpE/s1600-h/DSC00702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R99FZY9Z8uI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/rUM1idO0hpE/s200/DSC00702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178934398998409954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all this food today i am satisfied with my life and happily rests in peace. With this i dedicate it all to all the yummy food in the world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: This blog is written a day later.&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/1828139796352939692-5868141877479877512?l=yuitakada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuitakada.blogspot.com/feeds/5868141877479877512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1828139796352939692&amp;postID=5868141877479877512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1828139796352939692/posts/default/5868141877479877512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1828139796352939692/posts/default/5868141877479877512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuitakada.blogspot.com/2008/03/catching-up.html' title='The Catching up'/><author><name>Yuitakada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213537886945964437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9lRxo9Z7nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/DtwdVX43blg/S220/DSCN4087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R987Oo9Z8fI/AAAAAAAAAHY/KbcJ6CzG4X4/s72-c/DSC00683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1828139796352939692.post-7504779848979931368</id><published>2008-03-16T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T11:16:35.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing Days</title><content type='html'>Waking up today and already had to shower Murphy(my doggie). Poor him. Juz look at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91WA49Z8LI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hkvaVfA2pB4/s1600-h/DSC00627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91WA49Z8LI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hkvaVfA2pB4/s320/DSC00627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178389719835865266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was late for church and i was on duty playing the drums too! So i rushed out for breakfast with mum and ate scrambled eggs for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91WYI9Z8MI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7MSNhX2WrRs/s1600-h/DSC00633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91WYI9Z8MI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7MSNhX2WrRs/s200/DSC00633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178390119267823810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the first bite with full of anticipation. Wanting it to be really delicious. I just love FOOD too much. After eating the whole plate i found out that it was a Happy scrambled egg. Similar to the "All so famous" Happy Fried rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91WrY9Z8OI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qeKsylw2BGI/s1600-h/DSC00636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91WrY9Z8OI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qeKsylw2BGI/s200/DSC00636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178390449980305634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to church and was wearing my formal wear which i look so funny in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91XFI9Z8QI/AAAAAAAAAFg/iKPDywExeN0/s1600-h/DSC00644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91XFI9Z8QI/AAAAAAAAAFg/iKPDywExeN0/s200/DSC00644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178390892361937154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after church i went to Jusco again for my lunch. I ate Clay Pot Yee'Meen. It was really good!! the soup was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91XQo9Z8RI/AAAAAAAAAFo/T6FxdG2y9dY/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91XQo9Z8RI/AAAAAAAAAFo/T6FxdG2y9dY/s200/DSC00651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178391089930432786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91Xa49Z8SI/AAAAAAAAAFw/JEWD49VGf6o/s1600-h/DSC00660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91Xa49Z8SI/AAAAAAAAAFw/JEWD49VGf6o/s200/DSC00660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178391266024091938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91XkI9Z8TI/AAAAAAAAAF4/fYLg3o1ulms/s1600-h/DSC00661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91XkI9Z8TI/AAAAAAAAAF4/fYLg3o1ulms/s200/DSC00661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178391424937881906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was soo good that I have to peel the prawn in different plates. Not forgetting my favorite drink for the moment, Pink Guava! It gives you instant highness which like Yumi's blog background song Fly me to the moon. In this case pink moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My church friend has the biggest appetite which obviously i cant beat when he's delivery time is almost here when mine's only like 6 and a half months pregnant with food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91Xz49Z8UI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8IXMFDXwfpw/s1600-h/DSC00659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91Xz49Z8UI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8IXMFDXwfpw/s320/DSC00659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178391695520821570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is holding a plate full with fried dishes which includes fried wonton! I was only focusing on the food and which leaves the big bafoon posing for nothing. He later demanded  $37.74 for the photo taken and i gave him a taste of the bottom of my Adidas shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i was forced to go shoe shopping with my mum cause there was this 50% sale going on  and i was bored to death so i forced her to take a photo of me.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91YLI9Z8VI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Z_dzWQsJBWk/s1600-h/DSC00666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91YLI9Z8VI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Z_dzWQsJBWk/s320/DSC00666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178392094952780114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That was how funny i looked in my formal wear. Nice black hair, white long sleeve shirt with matching tie, black slacks, white Adidas shoes.. wait what? Adidas shoes? where did that come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91ZNo9Z8WI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/uXfOoym4prQ/s1600-h/DSC00667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91ZNo9Z8WI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/uXfOoym4prQ/s320/DSC00667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178393237414080866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reminiscing about my good ol' Adidas shoes i bought with my own money which comes along with a matching Adidas umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bright sunny really really REALLY hot afternoon today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91aQY9Z8XI/AAAAAAAAAGY/XoADBw14Q-o/s1600-h/DSC00676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91aQY9Z8XI/AAAAAAAAAGY/XoADBw14Q-o/s320/DSC00676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178394384170348914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;      Ps: Do not look directly into the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;On the way home, mum stopped at a patrol station and began filling the car up. Mum always push the distance meter after pumping patrol and thats when i always bug in and  gets annoying. I've always LOVED to press the reset button for the meters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91bGY9Z8YI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Fc620KHM6q0/s1600-h/DSC00688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91bGY9Z8YI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Fc620KHM6q0/s320/DSC00688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178395311883284866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91cdo9Z8ZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/r6NSDNW4Dxg/s1600-h/DSC00689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91cdo9Z8ZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/r6NSDNW4Dxg/s320/DSC00689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178396810826871186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91cpI9Z8aI/AAAAAAAAAGw/DR0CfIi6pxA/s1600-h/DSC00690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91cpI9Z8aI/AAAAAAAAAGw/DR0CfIi6pxA/s320/DSC00690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178397008395366818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and Chat with Ashie later in the evening and she sounded so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91eYo9Z8bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/rXkraMF-s_o/s1600-h/ashley7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91eYo9Z8bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/rXkraMF-s_o/s320/ashley7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178398923950780850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great pic of her and her sister Yummie. Ashie on the right. She has cute voice n she sings really well too. Love chatting with them. One of my Favorite peoples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night I went to a lonely dinner with mum while my aunt went elsewhere with her long lost friends.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91fPI9Z8cI/AAAAAAAAAHA/6dbtfIhWuEA/s1600-h/DSC00697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91fPI9Z8cI/AAAAAAAAAHA/6dbtfIhWuEA/s200/DSC00697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178399860253651394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at a restaurant with one of my FAVORITE Sechuan Fried Rice! I was soo excited with my food that i only remember taking the photo after finish eating it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91fsI9Z8dI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ioqNx43YrcM/s1600-h/DSC00695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91fsI9Z8dI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ioqNx43YrcM/s200/DSC00695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178400358469857746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nothing much to see on my plate as it was all clean other than the tomato which i dun really eat. That reminds me of the Green Short Lifed Thinggy and i was pulled down for that restless soul of that green little tomato.Anyway, back home we went right after the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91gYI9Z8eI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/hkVXB4_yPNk/s1600-h/DSC00699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91gYI9Z8eI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/hkVXB4_yPNk/s200/DSC00699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178401114384101858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chat with my fav bro Ototo san after reaching home. He's such a cutie, sweetie, lovable, pinchable little bud head of an Ototo san to me. Love him. Im not gay. but i'd like to spank him. In a good way. I think.. But anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long day for me and now it has come to an end. Meeting my Favorite peoples are the best thing that ever could happen to me. We we're far n unknown.But destiny brings us together from different places and backgrounds. And thats where our path crossed. Soon, there will be a Poem about this beautiful Friendship. Till then i bid you farewell and Good Nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1828139796352939692-7504779848979931368?l=yuitakada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuitakada.blogspot.com/feeds/7504779848979931368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1828139796352939692&amp;postID=7504779848979931368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1828139796352939692/posts/default/7504779848979931368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1828139796352939692/posts/default/7504779848979931368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuitakada.blogspot.com/2008/03/reminiscing-days.html' title='Reminiscing Days'/><author><name>Yuitakada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213537886945964437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9lRxo9Z7nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/DtwdVX43blg/S220/DSCN4087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R91WA49Z8LI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hkvaVfA2pB4/s72-c/DSC00627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1828139796352939692.post-2904246479939981627</id><published>2008-03-16T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T10:35:44.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A not so long day but still long</title><content type='html'>Nothing much happened this morning. I wish i could utter these words so easily as if it was a peaceful happy morning. Right from the deepest most beautiful sleep i had all week, my aunt knocked on my room door and wake me for the stupidest reason. I was asked to  take the trash out at like 8.30 in the morning. I began to pity myself and zombied out the door n took the trash outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on i had a nice long chat on the msn with my favorite people, Zuki my ototo san, Ashie Steph and Yumi. They always make my day seems brighter and happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9v-049Z77I/AAAAAAAAAC4/YkWHy7TxF_c/s1600-h/lalal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9v-049Z77I/AAAAAAAAAC4/YkWHy7TxF_c/s320/lalal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178012381189107634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9v_VI9Z78I/AAAAAAAAADA/AG7IoOfIB3Y/s1600-h/9639fd79ede410_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9v_VI9Z78I/AAAAAAAAADA/AG7IoOfIB3Y/s320/9639fd79ede410_full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178012935239888834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pardon Zuki's pic. He is so shy in web cams. (Ototo san! Dun hack into my account and change this pic~&gt;.&lt;")  Was on the cam with Yumi later on and we talk alot about food and happy fried rice.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9wAI49Z79I/AAAAAAAAADI/j0N0ulf1C0M/s1600-h/DSC00594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9wAI49Z79I/AAAAAAAAADI/j0N0ulf1C0M/s200/DSC00594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178013824298119122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the unfinished happy fried rice that my aunt cook. It was my first time eating her fried rice and its actually not bad. Tempted Yumi with my fried wonton and made her craving for some delicious Malaysian food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that afternoon, i got a call and i went to join a bunch of my church friends in Jusco. We we're going to watch 10000BC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9wBaI9Z7-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/2DVznuoDhZE/s1600-h/10000bc_teaser_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9wBaI9Z7-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/2DVznuoDhZE/s200/10000bc_teaser_thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178015220162490338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was an awesome movie! but anyway, there I was in Jusco waiting for another 2 and a half hours for our movie to start. I was bored to death and luckily i found some amusements to amuse myself with and ended up looking like an overgrown idiot. But thats what I am anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9wCz49Z7_I/AAAAAAAAADY/ZUNUN22pYQ8/s1600-h/DSC00602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9wCz49Z7_I/AAAAAAAAADY/ZUNUN22pYQ8/s320/DSC00602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178016762055749618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9wDCI9Z8AI/AAAAAAAAADg/ZkXIymxrOu8/s1600-h/DSC00605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9wDCI9Z8AI/AAAAAAAAADg/ZkXIymxrOu8/s200/DSC00605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178017006868885506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As I was humiliating myself and thought it was sad, i saw another sad and lonely soul who craves for attention more than i could ever be. An over grown size man with the fashion from Mars. I took this photo out of pity for his sad sad life and made him happy. Kids we're whacking him with baseball bats thinking that he's a walking &lt;span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;piñata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Went to church after the movie for my rehearsal for the Sunday service worship. Playing drums as usual although the duty list was written i was suppose to play the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9wFio9Z8BI/AAAAAAAAADo/ESue4C2mWcc/s1600-h/DSC00607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9wFio9Z8BI/AAAAAAAAADo/ESue4C2mWcc/s320/DSC00607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178019764237889554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was starving by the time our rehearsal finished. So off we went to the hawker stall for some yummy Malaysian food. We ordered BBQ lamb Chop, Pohpiah, Taiwan Sausages, and Penang Laksa. There were some pics of them but im afraid to look at them anymore for now afraid of throwing up at the very sight of it. I was like 6 and a half months pregnant with all those foods in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i made it to the end of todays blog. All i wish for now is to get a good night sleep before my mum comes out from the room and get scolded for sleeping so late..... as i am typing this sentence, my mum has already monstered out the room and you know what comes next. As a conclusion, i will end this blog here for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   PS: I want one of these!!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9wIhY9Z8CI/AAAAAAAAADw/4trMb-33_90/s1600-h/DSC00600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9wIhY9Z8CI/AAAAAAAAADw/4trMb-33_90/s320/DSC00600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178023041297936418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1828139796352939692-2904246479939981627?l=yuitakada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuitakada.blogspot.com/feeds/2904246479939981627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1828139796352939692&amp;postID=2904246479939981627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1828139796352939692/posts/default/2904246479939981627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1828139796352939692/posts/default/2904246479939981627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuitakada.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-so-long-day-but-still-long.html' title='A not so long day but still long'/><author><name>Yuitakada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213537886945964437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9lRxo9Z7nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/DtwdVX43blg/S220/DSCN4087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9v-049Z77I/AAAAAAAAAC4/YkWHy7TxF_c/s72-c/lalal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1828139796352939692.post-3486014664430343221</id><published>2008-03-14T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T08:55:42.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chores Chores Chores (part2)</title><content type='html'>Finally i'm done for today. Great job mowing the lawn n lucky its not really that big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9qUT49Z71I/AAAAAAAAACI/ZSxO0YTHySw/s1600-h/DSC00578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9qUT49Z71I/AAAAAAAAACI/ZSxO0YTHySw/s320/DSC00578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177613791044169554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9qVRY9Z72I/AAAAAAAAACQ/DvNsXxAnTiY/s1600-h/DSC00581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9qVRY9Z72I/AAAAAAAAACQ/DvNsXxAnTiY/s200/DSC00581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177614847606124386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Made my aunt take pic of me n yes, its my famous fishing Hat i wear not only to go fishing, but also mowing the lawn. As i was mowing, i took the tomato plant up so i won't kill it and to find out that there's actually a tomato dangling fragile. Gently taking the plant up only to know that it made the tomato fall off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9qW749Z73I/AAAAAAAAACY/CmxlIHlLiYI/s1600-h/DSC00589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9qW749Z73I/AAAAAAAAACY/CmxlIHlLiYI/s200/DSC00589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177616677262192498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor green little tomato. Still green and young. It was a short but promising life that it gave hope to me and my family who doesn't really eat tomatoes besides my, wait no body eats it anyway.  So as the hard mowing process continues, sweats were waterfall-ing down my face and makes it harder to see by the minute. Just when i thought that life was going to end for me, droplets of hope n life began falling down on my head. It started to rain!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9qZH49Z74I/AAAAAAAAACg/6Ky0Ify0ZTg/s1600-h/DSC00584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9qZH49Z74I/AAAAAAAAACg/6Ky0Ify0ZTg/s200/DSC00584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177619082443878274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the happiest miserable slave for like a second and just to have this feeling destroyed when my aunt say its okay to continue. I suddenly felt tons of cow dunk dropping on me instead of sweet droplets of rain. After a miserable mourning i get back on my feet and continue working.. Day or night, Rain or Shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as i thought that i couldn't get any worse, my aunt lost the garden cultivator she was holding a minute ago. I had to dig the black bag of mowed grass with every disgusting thing in it furthermore it was wet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9qcEY9Z75I/AAAAAAAAACo/QBEsxmNgj9k/s1600-h/DSC00591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9qcEY9Z75I/AAAAAAAAACo/QBEsxmNgj9k/s200/DSC00591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177622320849219474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dirt-filled hand we're holding "the" thing that caused me misery after misery. By that time, i was soaking wet and dead tired for some reason. Finally got to shower after that and had my most wonderful dinner. There goes my first day of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Loving Memory of the young short lifed green thinggy. A moment of silence.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9qdq49Z76I/AAAAAAAAACw/-cr507wgEY0/s1600-h/DSC00590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9qdq49Z76I/AAAAAAAAACw/-cr507wgEY0/s320/DSC00590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177624081785810850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1828139796352939692-3486014664430343221?l=yuitakada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuitakada.blogspot.com/feeds/3486014664430343221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1828139796352939692&amp;postID=3486014664430343221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1828139796352939692/posts/default/3486014664430343221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1828139796352939692/posts/default/3486014664430343221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuitakada.blogspot.com/2008/03/chores-chores-chores-part2.html' title='Chores Chores Chores (part2)'/><author><name>Yuitakada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213537886945964437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9lRxo9Z7nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/DtwdVX43blg/S220/DSCN4087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9qUT49Z71I/AAAAAAAAACI/ZSxO0YTHySw/s72-c/DSC00578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1828139796352939692.post-2138158466177095346</id><published>2008-03-14T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T02:05:24.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chores Chores n Chores</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Waking up early this morning with a fresh new start. Never thinking of what terrible chores that might befall upon me later on. i ended up not having breakfast and when i realized i was starving. Went out to town (old side) to have a taste of my aunts favorite "Hor Hee Noodles"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9oqa49Z7qI/AAAAAAAAAAw/_qUYthRFn7A/s1600-h/DSC00549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9oqa49Z7qI/AAAAAAAAAAw/_qUYthRFn7A/s320/DSC00549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177497363070709410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's an example of what Hor Hee noodles look like with its delicious fish cakes. Having it together with a cup of my daily delight, soy bean drink was the best "brunch" (breakfast+lunch=brunch) ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for my aunt in the car after the scrumptious meal waiting for her to buy some herbs in a shop next to where we ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9oszY9Z7uI/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWBYhW8LUyU/s1600-h/DSC00553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9oszY9Z7uI/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWBYhW8LUyU/s200/DSC00553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177499983000760034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9osio9Z7tI/AAAAAAAAABI/dJfHqgQbc0Q/s1600-h/DSC00559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9osio9Z7tI/AAAAAAAAABI/dJfHqgQbc0Q/s200/DSC00559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177499695237951186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Turning on the radio with the almost-all-songs-of-theirs-sound-alike band, Maroon 5. That reminded me of how all their songs really does sound like the same song. Putting that aside, my aunt finally done herb hunting in that store and off we go back to the house thinking of what to put in this blog later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always hated how motorcyclist stop right at the front of my car at the front of the traffic light. Taking their own sweet time snailing to where they're going only after the light turns green for like a minute or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9ou7o9Z7vI/AAAAAAAAABY/XAVohA8VmyM/s1600-h/DSC00565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9ou7o9Z7vI/AAAAAAAAABY/XAVohA8VmyM/s200/DSC00565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177502323757936370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was on the way back, I passed by the General Hospital and saw the most idiotic and stupid thing ever, everyone knows that we should not be noisy either on the road or around the Hospital, and there's like a Mosque right beside the Hospital!!! Big speakers we're facing the hospital and they expect the patients to rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9oyqY9Z7xI/AAAAAAAAABo/IYV0DmMbh1o/s1600-h/sdfsd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9oyqY9Z7xI/AAAAAAAAABo/IYV0DmMbh1o/s320/sdfsd.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177506425451704082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just when i thought reaching home will be the end of my misery. It was just the start. From becoming my aunts personal driver to her useful servant! I was forced to sweep and mop the floor! Over and over again like traditionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9o0rY9Z7yI/AAAAAAAAABw/9WP3PTdzdIY/s1600-h/mop.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9o0rY9Z7yI/AAAAAAAAABw/9WP3PTdzdIY/s320/mop.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177508641654828834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soon after finishing the tiresome mopping of HELL, i get to enjoy the heavenly mix of delicious Rojak(a fruit and vegetable salad dish mixed with spicy sauce commonly found in &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Malaysia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9o9RI9Z7zI/AAAAAAAAAB4/T3M--3D6OD8/s1600-h/rojak.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9o9RI9Z7zI/AAAAAAAAAB4/T3M--3D6OD8/s200/rojak.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177518086287912754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As i am writing this blog i was happily enjoying what u see above here. Thinking that i can finally rest in peace. But a thought suddenly comes to mind that sends chills down my spine. I remembered i promised to mow the lawn today. Typing with sorrowful fingers and dripping cold sweats. I let out a final sigh and be done with this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1828139796352939692-2138158466177095346?l=yuitakada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuitakada.blogspot.com/feeds/2138158466177095346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1828139796352939692&amp;postID=2138158466177095346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1828139796352939692/posts/default/2138158466177095346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1828139796352939692/posts/default/2138158466177095346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuitakada.blogspot.com/2008/03/chores-chores-n-chores.html' title='Chores Chores n Chores'/><author><name>Yuitakada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213537886945964437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9lRxo9Z7nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/DtwdVX43blg/S220/DSCN4087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9oqa49Z7qI/AAAAAAAAAAw/_qUYthRFn7A/s72-c/DSC00549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1828139796352939692.post-6561950244631940670</id><published>2008-03-14T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T06:07:40.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying out My New Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First of all I would like to thank my good Ototo or Zuki san for helping me out with my blog. Well, all thanks to him i'm be able to start blogging now. So Here goes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;This guy is my beloved Ototo san Katzuki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;Thx for everything bro.. this credit is for ya~KonKon!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9oRbI9Z7pI/AAAAAAAAAAk/aNEQ6yzKx7M/s1600-h/ototosan.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177583210877022018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9p4f49Z70I/AAAAAAAAACA/38B6o8sDVSY/s320/1_768604278l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1828139796352939692-6561950244631940670?l=yuitakada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuitakada.blogspot.com/feeds/6561950244631940670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1828139796352939692&amp;postID=6561950244631940670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1828139796352939692/posts/default/6561950244631940670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1828139796352939692/posts/default/6561950244631940670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuitakada.blogspot.com/2008/03/trying-out-my-new-blog.html' title='Trying out My New Blog'/><author><name>Yuitakada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02213537886945964437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9lRxo9Z7nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/DtwdVX43blg/S220/DSCN4087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbxWUbCJrUs/R9p4f49Z70I/AAAAAAAAACA/38B6o8sDVSY/s72-c/1_768604278l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
