<?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-18955959</id><updated>2011-12-03T03:19:52.486-08:00</updated><category term='shoes'/><category term='gender'/><category term='jokes'/><category term='ikea'/><category term='event'/><category term='art'/><category term='puma'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='exams'/><category term='spam'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>My world, My Life, My Story. Me, the Story-Teller.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-4164112054036939068</id><published>2008-03-29T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T07:57:25.375-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><title type='text'>Too much, Too heavy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R-5YNitxW2I/AAAAAAAAAZo/J7kFac1dIcg/s1600-h/heavy1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R-5YNitxW2I/AAAAAAAAAZo/J7kFac1dIcg/s400/heavy1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183177210830347106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks, Jimmy Harry! But 36,759,000 million pounds...it's just too heavy for me! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go spam someone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*clicks SEND*&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/18955959-4164112054036939068?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/4164112054036939068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=4164112054036939068&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/4164112054036939068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/4164112054036939068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2008/03/too-much-too-heavy.html' title='Too much, Too heavy..'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R-5YNitxW2I/AAAAAAAAAZo/J7kFac1dIcg/s72-c/heavy1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-3547006746964583657</id><published>2008-03-04T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T22:22:12.531-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Not always what it seems...</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been caught red handed doing something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey! Were you really doing what people thought you were doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What people might perceive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If they were to see this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R84xnhJ9JQI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ErlIGJ_JBp0/s1600-h/DSC02825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R84xnhJ9JQI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ErlIGJ_JBp0/s320/DSC02825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174127576880063746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 That's me..trying to steal a car?! Or was i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lets have a closer look.. hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R84yMhJ9JRI/AAAAAAAAAJA/drpd3yOWA04/s1600-h/DSC02826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R84yMhJ9JRI/AAAAAAAAAJA/drpd3yOWA04/s320/DSC02826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174128212535223570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Wah! Definitely! Fast fast report police!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But hold on a second..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R84yoRJ9JSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/2-4swfqGYtM/s1600-h/DSC02827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R84yoRJ9JSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/2-4swfqGYtM/s320/DSC02827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174128689276593442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 That's clement! What's he holding?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The real story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of the Saturdays when I had to fetch my member Hui Fen for guitar class in CHEC and then I saw Clement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T: Eh, what you doing, bro? Something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;C: Ya lar..I left my car keys in my car.&lt;br /&gt;T: Oh no..don't have spare? so what are you doing now? (looking at Clement using a ruler, fitting it between the window and car door.&lt;br /&gt;C: Just try try la..who knows can open..&lt;br /&gt;T: Let me try and help..give me the ruler..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;few seconds later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T: eh, cannot lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Clement and I went into Attributes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T: Got paper clip arh? Maybe can reach for the hook in your keyhole then can open leh?&lt;br /&gt;C: Oh..got got..here. You know how to open using a paper clip?&lt;br /&gt;T: I read it from &lt;a href="http://www.howstuffworks.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;http://www.howstuffworks.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; before...&lt;br /&gt;C: swt...   -_-;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3 minutes later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T: Eh..paperclip broke.&lt;br /&gt;C: Hold on..let me try to call my car mechanic guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5 minutes later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Oh..he said we need a hard rod of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;T: *searched around Attributes and CHEC......found a chopstick!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave it a try first and we actually saw the lock knob moving..we both got excited and Clement shouted.. "Pusssssssshhh..PUSHHH!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T: Eh..you think I am giving birth ah?&lt;br /&gt;C: Let me try let me try..&lt;br /&gt;T: Ok...my turn to say ..PUSHHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After 5 minutes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT WAS UNLOCKED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R8444RJ9JUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/gjGxagDEEjI/s1600-h/DSC02828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R8444RJ9JUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/gjGxagDEEjI/s320/DSC02828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174135561224267074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#4 Our weapon of choice..a random chopstick found in CHEC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lesson to be learnt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Never be too quick to judge. Things are not always what it seems. Hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;2) Always make yourself available to help others whenever possible...&lt;br /&gt;3) Don't worry, do something!&lt;br /&gt;4) Never underestimate the ability of a random chopstick from CHEC. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/18955959-3547006746964583657?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/3547006746964583657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=3547006746964583657&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/3547006746964583657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/3547006746964583657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-always-what-it-seems.html' title='Not always what it seems...'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R84xnhJ9JQI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ErlIGJ_JBp0/s72-c/DSC02825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-8081332472299953858</id><published>2008-03-01T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T00:26:11.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Engineer....WHY?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R8pjyZZLm5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/gIpDmiitF30/s1600-h/pb-gradlyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heya guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Tim's updating his blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* thunderstorm..lightning..cats purring at each other...ok, that was random. So is me updating my blog. HA HA! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New sem is here, first week is gone, which means 12 more weeks before exams! 10 more weeks for thesis! WAH! FINAL SEM! WOO HOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok..back to the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you guys are probably wondering (or not) what made Timo have the sudden urge to blog...what could be so inspiring?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys and girls, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years of engineering. 8 (this sem included) torturing semesters packed with equations, figures, theories, meeting deadlines, meeting extended deadlines, meeting extended extended deadlines, enduring the stress of refreshing the result's page every end of a sem, staying in the wee hours in MCDs to study...and now, they finally tell this to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, alright. I will start this time...really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking this subject called &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Professional Practice. &lt;/span&gt;It is supposed to prepare us for the working world we will all soon embark - woo hoo, lets join the workforce and make money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is one of the lectures which you would ask yourself, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Engineer....WHY?! &lt;/span&gt;(hence the title of this post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R8lCqpZLm0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/n82FOrutD-c/s1600-h/DSC02820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172738947445136194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R8lCqpZLm0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/n82FOrutD-c/s400/DSC02820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 This is one of the lecture slides which states who is an engineer(if it's too small for you to see).&lt;br /&gt;We engineers &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;ARE NOT &lt;/span&gt;scientist. We are not that &lt;em minmax_bound="true"&gt;privileged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;em minmax_bound="true"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Seriously, when this happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R8lHcpZLm2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/U-OrUVzWag0/s1600-h/10149851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172744204485106530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R8lHcpZLm2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/U-OrUVzWag0/s320/10149851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#2 They don't call it an &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Engineering Breakthrough &lt;/span&gt;but rather it's a &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Scientific Breakthrough.&lt;/span&gt; It just has a nicer ring to it. Yes, it isn't fair. I know. T_T. Scientist 1 - Engineer 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when one sees this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R8lH1pZLm3I/AAAAAAAAAIY/qpU2usKN2eY/s1600-h/200520397-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172744633981836146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R8lH1pZLm3I/AAAAAAAAAIY/qpU2usKN2eY/s320/200520397-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#3 They wouldn't go, "Hey! That's a real neat engineering structure!" They'd probably say, "Wow! Awesome architectural work!" Architect 1 - Engineer 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;But when something like that happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R8lKrJZLm4I/AAAAAAAAAIg/eFPj-r0aYrA/s1600-h/narrows1_bridge_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172747752128093058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R8lKrJZLm4I/AAAAAAAAAIg/eFPj-r0aYrA/s320/narrows1_bridge_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Architectural Disaster? Scientific Disaster? NO! It's &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Engineering Disaster! &lt;/span&gt;What?! When got trouble only blame the engineers, la?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;During the lecture, we were also told that the profession of an engineer isn't as lucrative and as glamorous as other professional jobs like doctors and lawyers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean seriously. Do you see an engineer becoming a hero in your latest TV series?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctors. You have &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/greysanatomy/index?pn=index"&gt;Grey's Anatomy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/house/"&gt;House&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawyers. &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/house/"&gt;The Practice,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/bostonlegal/index?pn=index"&gt;Boston Legal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where got engineer as heroes wan? Tell me, where got, where got!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay-lar, I am sure you are thinking... &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prison_break"&gt;PRISON BREAK&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173057586773859234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R8pkd5ZLm6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/GIUIvSKnpuc/s320/pb-gradlyy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes. Michael Scofield is a structural engineer. And a really good one. He, after all helped to design the Fox River prison. Hmm, escaping from a prison which you designed. No big deal, right? But wait! He also managed to escape Sona Federal Prison in season 3! Hip hip hooray for engineers! Hmm, so the best achievement an engineer in TV is to escape from prisons? Come to think of it, Michael Scofield ain't that brilliant after all. Plan A never really worked for him. He always had to resort to Plan B,C and sometimes D. Many improvisations were done, if you hadn't notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, it is a great show, one I would definitely watch from start till the end. I mean, an engineer, a convict, helping his brother escape from prison, always on the run, wanted by the authorities. Who can ask for more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engineers. You sure you want to be one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, all new engineers in Malaysia have to apply(before employment or before you start working) to be registered in &lt;a href="http://www.bem.org.my/bemfinal/html/"&gt;Board of Engineers Malaysia (BEM)&lt;/a&gt;. How cool is that! People would then know you as a certified engineer! If you want to go even further, you can apply to be a Professional Engineer (PE) and with that you will get an extra title in front of your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Picture this written on your business card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Ir. Timothy Chan Ken Ee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctors can get Dr., so we get Ir. la. Must not lose out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are the benefits you'd get becoming a PE? You will get to approve drafts, drawings and plans! Yeap! You will be in control whether or not a work can proceed any further! You will get to put your signature on a proposal! Wait a minute...that also means you will be the person everyone would hunt down should there be any problems! Nope, they won't go to the architects, they won't go to the governments! Because you, the engineer, approved the project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engineers. You sure you want to be one? Hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter note, (none of the contents above, should be taken too seriously, btw) a fresh engineer's pay is on a rise. Towards the end of the lecture, we were shown the average pay for established engineers and we were relatively pleased with the amount. Ah, so it's all about the &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;moo-lah &lt;/span&gt;in the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engineers. Are you really REALLY sure you want to be one? Hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok-la. To be really honest.. it is really not too bad. Engineers. Job security is there. It is good enough a reason to be one, right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What say you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em minmax_bound="true"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-8081332472299953858?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/8081332472299953858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=8081332472299953858&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/8081332472299953858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/8081332472299953858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2008/03/engineerwhy.html' title='Engineer....WHY?!'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/R8lCqpZLm0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/n82FOrutD-c/s72-c/DSC02820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-8480248653257026468</id><published>2007-08-26T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T09:53:11.492-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><title type='text'>I Puma, Do You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who know me well enough, I have a shoe fetish. Yes, that's right. I believe guys can have a thing for shoes too. Most of us would probably have a "one-shoe-do-it-all-shoe" but not for me. &lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe we should a variety in life. Food, watches, shirts and shoes! Why not shoes!? Shoes for casual, formal occasion, sports, futsal, tennis..how can anyone have a "one-shoe-do-it-all-shoe?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adidas&lt;/strong&gt; has been the brand(when it comes to shoes) I go for many years now. Don't get me wrong, I am and always will be a fan of the famous &lt;em&gt;three stripes&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, it comes back to the issue of variety. If we can have different pairs of shoes for different occasion, why not a different brand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing my very first &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PUMA. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103047404828847730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RtGqk9zNbnI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v2Q1cuROmYY/s320/DSC02308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103047924519890562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RtGrDNzNboI/AAAAAAAAAGw/sJiJQblJGNc/s320/DSC02306.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103048654664330898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RtGrttzNbpI/AAAAAAAAAG4/33Mmx2q7l9Y/s320/DSC02307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103050269572034210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RtGtLtzNbqI/AAAAAAAAAHA/I9tv43xPrJU/s320/DSC02309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103051991853919922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RtGuv9zNbrI/AAAAAAAAAHI/_xg0CYVa5mk/s320/DSC02310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ain't he handsome?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-8480248653257026468?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/8480248653257026468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=8480248653257026468&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/8480248653257026468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/8480248653257026468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-puma-do-you.html' title='I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, Do You?'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RtGqk9zNbnI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v2Q1cuROmYY/s72-c/DSC02308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-2138530490441439032</id><published>2007-08-21T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T03:22:02.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nintendo Wii Tennis - Emerge '07 Final</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wii is fun =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/57LFH3gm4Vc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Had 3 match points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;But it's okay. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come for &lt;a href="http://www.chc.org.my/emerge.my/index.html"&gt;Emerge '07&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-2138530490441439032?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/2138530490441439032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=2138530490441439032&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/2138530490441439032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/2138530490441439032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2007/08/nintendo-wii-tennis-emerge-07-final.html' title='Nintendo Wii Tennis - Emerge &apos;07 Final'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-5371393156928959197</id><published>2007-07-30T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T20:37:15.871-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy (belated) Birthday Ddykhsa !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yo yo. Allow me to have a lil' shout out here. &lt;strong&gt;D &lt;/strong&gt;to the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;to the &lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt; to the &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; to the &lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt; to the&lt;strong&gt; A. &lt;/strong&gt;I am sorry to say that due to the lack of monetary funding, I did not manage to get you a physical gift this year. =( But better still, I am going to dedicate this post to you! Something that's better than a real gift...this one you can access at anytime! (unless blogspot decides to call it quits &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;). We've known each other for 3 years and 20 days now...(&lt;em&gt;agak-agak lah, but I give it a plus minus of 10-20 days..hee :D) &lt;/em&gt;and during this duration we have been through a lot together. The time we spent together, the things we did and the memories we made, I will never forget. Oh man, how &lt;em&gt;ghey&lt;/em&gt; can an introduction be?! Anyhoot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the real deal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DIKSHA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093189988916804546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/Rq6lT172O8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/V5xS-jJQyiY/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* I know, at first, we all &lt;em&gt;shy-shy &lt;/em&gt;wan *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093190817845492690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/Rq6mEF72O9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/zbkkfQdgqiA/s320/Image%2528236%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*We all started to get along...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093191681133919202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/Rq6m2V72O-I/AAAAAAAAAFo/9uvFEZeJ78c/s320/Image%2528690%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*..when the library is more than a place to study *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093192011846401010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/Rq6nJl72O_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/SrAdFu_fVt8/s320/Image%2528474%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* I know at times you may feel tiny or smaller than usual...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093192488587770882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="167" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/Rq6nlV72PAI/AAAAAAAAAF4/64ppVgAtcNE/s320/Ayumik.jpg" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*There may have been times when you considered a face-lift because of your insecurity...*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093192879429794834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/Rq6n8F72PBI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pGq8QOOPZ7A/s320/Picture%25287%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*You may have done things which you were really proud of..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093196543036898338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/Rq6rRV72PCI/AAAAAAAAAGI/6I_t6mkbDnk/s320/100_3879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* and also to the times when you know you really wanted it...HAHA! *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093197144332319794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/Rq6r0V72PDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/8ne5uejPX1Q/s320/Image%2528338%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* Together, we been to places (actually only you) where we never thought we could...*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093197681203231810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/Rq6sTl72PEI/AAAAAAAAAGY/7eImPcBQJ9Y/s320/DSC01196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*..and came up victorious in the end...*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093198162239568978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/Rq6svl72PFI/AAAAAAAAAGg/6zsA8lg3wn4/s320/Image%2528472%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;   * We love you, Diksha! (Aaron, you better back me up here, sounds too ghey to be saying it alone..hehe!)* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once again, Happy 23th Birthday Sha Sha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those who wants to sign this card(blog post), please leave a comment. Hehe :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-5371393156928959197?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/5371393156928959197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=5371393156928959197&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/5371393156928959197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/5371393156928959197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-belated-birthday-ddykhsa.html' title='Happy (belated) Birthday Ddykhsa !'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/Rq6lT172O8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/V5xS-jJQyiY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-6933464820803669207</id><published>2007-07-04T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T00:33:42.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'>E-X-A-M-S, OVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It has already been a week since I sat for my last paper for this semester. A week and 3 days to be exact. My schedule has been hectic ever since and time really waited for no one as I felt it was just yesterday I sat for my Statistics paper. Over(well, at least for the next 3 months) are the days of overdosed intake of coffee, burning midnight oil till 4 in the morning, MCDs delivery to Monash Sunway foyer, late night "&lt;em&gt;mamaks" &lt;/em&gt;after studying, and joking sessions in between question 1(a) and 1(b). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't know about you guys, but studying alone has never been my thing since I entered college. At some point, it is really not productive at all but it beats studying alone at home because..erm..there won't be any studying at all! Come on, Astro, internet, bed, bed ,bed, bed, BED! How to study, ryte?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083537193400383362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RoxaJMcdt4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/pRVt_Od3_XM/s320/DSC01768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* The group that studied in Part Time Lecturer's room*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Standing from Left: Me, Devan, Aaron, Quinn(actually she came to kacau only,habis-ed her paper already), Teoh Jye*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Sitting from Left: Prabu, Redza*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083538383106324370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RoxbOccdt5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/0ycqhX63ihU/s320/DSC01760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;* Exam's diet. MCDs delivery. Waste time only if drive out and eat! Got delivery, still can study while waiting for our food to come! Man, we are freaks.*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083539409603508130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RoxcKMcdt6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/ukzGZc5ltLw/s320/DSC01754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;* So&lt;em&gt; jakun&lt;/em&gt;, I didn't know MCDs had such cool drinks holder. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083539882049910706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/Roxclscdt7I/AAAAAAAAAE8/zQ_Hjngck4Q/s320/DSC01735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Devan:Give me the calculator, I'll do your taxes!* Haha! Joke from Russell Peters *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083541333748856770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/Roxd6Mcdt8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/oeLf1TJnklc/s320/DSC01767.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;*Prabu's tattoo. Forgotten what it means but I wish I could have one which says S-T-R-E-S-S. Oh yeah, Prabu does the best voice impersonation of Doraemon and Donald Duck!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;New semester begins in another 2 weeks. Yay! Gonna be a little weird..studying group will shrink (got people deferring ma). Oh well, at least the diet will stay the same! Hee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-6933464820803669207?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/6933464820803669207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=6933464820803669207&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/6933464820803669207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/6933464820803669207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2007/07/e-x-m-s-over.html' title='E-X-A-M-S, OVER!'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RoxaJMcdt4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/pRVt_Od3_XM/s72-c/DSC01768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-929334715574584681</id><published>2007-06-17T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T06:44:32.677-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ikea'/><title type='text'>Give me what I want!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure the most of us have been into &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com.my/"&gt;Ikea&lt;/a&gt; at least once. Apart from the furniture sold there, the swedish meatballs made available in their cafeteria is really something to brag about. It is a must have for me whenever I step foot into Ikea or Ikano. Heck, there were times whereby I was in The Curve and still I made my way to the Ikea's cafeteria for half a dozen of meatballs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoot, that has nothing to do with what this post is about. Ikea provides this yellow coloured plastic/paper bag which I thought was kind of nice, practical and the fact that it is reusable is kinda cool. I thought to myself that if I had to come out from Ikea purchasing something (coz very not nice-lar going into a place and coming out empty-handed) it would be this very yellow bag. I can use it for other purposes. Maybe even make a fashion statement out of it! If you suddenly see a few groups of people carrying Ikea bags around Monash, you know who started the trend la! Hehe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077026881897915314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RnU5DMKiY7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/jzEeINh2CVs/s320/DSC00323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* The Yellow Bag *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I was quite bummed initially because I had to part with the bag. Then I found out that one can actually purchase it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077027457423532994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RnU5ksKiY8I/AAAAAAAAAEc/XFFx6z8u-Kw/s320/DSC00322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; * Like our yellow bag, buy a blue one?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! * &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What is this?! If I like the yellow one, why would I want to buy a blue one?! It's like...."Like a MyVi, buy a Kelisa!" or or "Like a Ferrari, buy a Porche!" Where got same?! You want Red Ferrari or Blue Ferrari? Different right?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So, Ikea....Give me what I want! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hehe. Okay, maybe a little too dramatic already. Just want to revive my blog a bit :P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Exams are ending soon...more posts to come in the near future! Hee :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-929334715574584681?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/929334715574584681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=929334715574584681&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/929334715574584681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/929334715574584681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2007/06/give-me-what-i-want.html' title='Give me what I want!'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RnU5DMKiY7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/jzEeINh2CVs/s72-c/DSC00323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-7580786038563689602</id><published>2007-05-04T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T08:59:05.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gender'/><title type='text'>Timothy...or rather...Tiffany. Hmm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It takes a &lt;strong&gt;real&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;man&lt;/strong&gt; to post this up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Inner Gender is Female&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnergenderquiz/female.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're sensitive, caring, and willing to connect with anyone who's open to you.You make friends easily, and you enjoy all sorts of conversations.You understand most people you meet - better than they understand themselves. You're totally a woman... or at the very least, your soul is female.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnergenderquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Inner Gender?&lt;/a&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/18955959-7580786038563689602?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/7580786038563689602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=7580786038563689602&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/7580786038563689602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/7580786038563689602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2007/05/timothyor-rathertiffany-hmm.html' title='Timothy...or rather...Tiffany. Hmm.'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-3511133711077036703</id><published>2007-03-25T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T05:29:30.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Weird Thing You Need To Know About Tim</title><content type='html'>Yo yo all! I got tagged by Kenneth Fung a few weeks back. To be honest I just found out that I got tagged a few days ago. Hehe! Sorry Kenneth! This is actually my second time attempting to blog about this. I read Eng Kim's, Jin's and Albert's posts before I posted mine and I thought to myself "Hey...I don't do all that...I guess I am not all that weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong and below are the reasons why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Recognising people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recognise people not by their looks nor by their names but rather it's the outfit they wear when I first meet them. There were moments such as "Hey!!! *think of name think of name! You are the who who's friend and you wore pink the other day right?!* But I am not always like that, of course. Usually happens when it deals with chinese names. But I am improving. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Attention Span.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, this does not happen very often. (or at least I don't think so, hehe). I have really short attention span. Maybe that is why I cannot sit down like 3 hours in a row doing the same thing (example: revising or studying). So when studying, I usually have another book with has no relevance with the subject I am revising. It will take my mind off the subject for a little while. Then when I am bored of the other thing I am reading, I will start studying again! Hehe! There was one time I brought the Ikea catalogue. I glanced through it whenever the facts of Mechanics of Solid got too saturated in my brains. And and sometimes, when I shower, I will forget if I have washed my hair with shampoo. Haha! Sometimes I wonder why my shampoo finishes so fast. Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Randomness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be really really random! One moment I can discuss with you about current affairs and the next thing you know I will tell you that I have lost 3kgs! (which I did, btw! haha!) So sorry to those who have experienced it first hand. If you haven't, it is because you have not engage yourself in a long conversation with me. Hehe! Be afraid, be very afraid. My randomness might be too much for you to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Sleeping Habit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sleep with BOTH my air-conditioner and my fan turned on. I usually set the air-conditioner's temperate to either 18 or 20 Celcius and fan speed of 2 or 3. Hehe! And I will tuck myself into bed with my comforter and hugging my bolster is an ultimate MUST have! I like the idea of a cool room and feeling warm at the same time! :) hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. Lamerism(HAHA...no such word! Comes from the root word lame)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Another thing to take note is, I am lame. Nothing to do with my legs though but it's more towards the comments I make. But of course, I am not like that to everyone la. Only to those whom I think can take it then I will let them see the lame side of Timothy. I guess that's why Jez and I make such a good couple because we're both so so lame! I am not sure if it is something we should be proud of but..hehe..hmph. We come up with words like "menge-lum-mi-fy"(cantonese) the mee which means to make the mee softer and also "fe-lan-ja" or "Fatt Lan Cha" in cantonese which means feeling annoyed / irritated. If you don't understand, it simply means you are not lame enough. Hehe. I am lame, but you all got no choice but to love me because Jesus loves the lame and you all should too! Haha! ( got that line from Jez! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. Secret Desire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you all ready for this? Okay. I have this secret desire. And it is to grow 6 inches taller!!! HAHA! I remember back in secondary school, I would always tell my friends that I would be taller by the end of the year. I think my friend's growth rate was much faster than mine so I was always the shorter one. Hmph. So that means I grew right? Just that other people grew faster =P. When I was 18, my father comforted me by saying my uncle only shot up when he was 20. So when I was 20, my friends around told me that guys can grow till 21. I am turning 22 now...hmmm..then my very encouraging cell member, Ooi told me that got people can still grow till the age of 25!! So I got 3 years to go! I am not complaining too much la actually..hehe..I know I am at this height for a reason..hehe. But to be a little taller won't hurt right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, there you have it. 6 weird things about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Jez *winks*, Gerald Ong, Abel, Shirley, Erin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-3511133711077036703?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/3511133711077036703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=3511133711077036703&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/3511133711077036703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/3511133711077036703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2007/03/6-weird-thing-you-need-to-know-about.html' title='6 Weird Thing You Need To Know About Tim'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-2836158672955865693</id><published>2007-03-12T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T16:59:57.767-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday (belated) Felicia!</title><content type='html'>Yo yo. Haven't been updating for a lil' while. Hehe, been busy with uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a short one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday was Felicia Choong's birthday and here's a picture of her with one of her birthday gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RfXnmitGmUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/QbQzmskIf_4/s1600-h/DSC01050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RfXnmitGmUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/QbQzmskIf_4/s320/DSC01050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041190007248165186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Portrait drawn by &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/delvc"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DelvC*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Once again, happy birthday Felicia! You have reached the legal age! You can officially vote now..hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;* hmm. killing two birds with one stone with this post. Get to wish happy birthday to a friend and also help another friend promote his artwork. tsk tsk . not bad. oy delvin, must give me some incentive if you get requests from another people to draw their portraits. hehe!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-2836158672955865693?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/2836158672955865693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=2836158672955865693&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/2836158672955865693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/2836158672955865693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-birthday-belated-felicia.html' title='Happy Birthday (belated) Felicia!'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RfXnmitGmUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/QbQzmskIf_4/s72-c/DSC01050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-2284167592020530334</id><published>2007-02-22T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T08:22:45.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially Missing You..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To my dearest Jezamine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034384970020757986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/Rd26dPinIeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qg56KuUjN9A/s320/DSC00495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm . . . officially missing you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I was tough enough. Suddenly airport and Timothy became not so good friends. Shua said that "I guess you won't know how precious something means till you lose it." It's a little different here coz, I KNOW how precious YOU are to me but the fact is I can't do anything to prevent this day from coming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the awesome 2-3 months! It came and went just like that because we were having so much fun! We ate, we joked, we "lum-mi-fied" each other, we prayed together, we shared meals, we jogged, we took photographs. I enjoyed every "U-N-I" session. Those were the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take good care of yourself there, dear. Drink lotsa water, eat healthy food, study hard, do well, miss me, love me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah! I am feeling so nostalgic right now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034378617764127138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/Rd20rfinIaI/AAAAAAAAADM/o3uoWqRwRNU/s320/DSC00772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* My rockstar =) *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034379468167651762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/Rd21c_inIbI/AAAAAAAAADU/SHNJ5FLj2bY/s320/DSC00491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* Keep holding on my dear...I never did and never will let you go *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034381546931823042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/Rd23V_inIcI/AAAAAAAAADc/V05wr-RXGbY/s320/DSC00467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;* So, whenever you have the "you versus the world" feeling... always remember that ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034382393040380370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/Rd24HPinIdI/AAAAAAAAADk/xGBX1r2KEF0/s320/DSC00472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;... I will be beside you all the way.. *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love you, Jezamine Chan Yee Ai. Only you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;PS: Eh! I waited for your Singapore call, wei! :P Ngek! * Hugs*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-2284167592020530334?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/2284167592020530334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=2284167592020530334&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/2284167592020530334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/2284167592020530334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2007/02/officially-missing-you.html' title='Officially Missing You..'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/Rd26dPinIeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qg56KuUjN9A/s72-c/DSC00495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-1441542280887408384</id><published>2007-02-21T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T09:34:17.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year - 2007! Oink Oink!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A very Happy Chinese New Year to all! The time of the year for family reunions, red packets (angpaus) and not forgetting good food. Like many CNY for growing young adults *eh hem...that's me* The spirit of CNY may seem that it is fading away every year. We're not all that excited when we receive "Angpau" like we used to be, fireworks don't really interest us anymore, and Lion Dances used to be the highlight of every CNY for me. But it wasn't to be this year and neither was it the last. There used to be like 7 Lion Dance sessions at my grandparents' shop when I was little ( we run an undertaking business..hehe!) and now we hardly even get 3-4! So, I guess it's not only me who'z feeling all less-spirited for CNY, even the 'lions' were feeling too old for this! Hehe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay la! Who am I kidding! I enjoyed myself in Malacca! Every CNY is special in its very own way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My breakfast!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033628106588889378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RdsKF_inISI/AAAAAAAAABM/mUzMdYMkzy0/s320/DSC00680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Chicken Rice Balls ( I ate 8 I think), Yao Char Guai, and chicken!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I had these(below) every meal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033621161626771634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RdsDxvinILI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yHWbafrOoJo/s320/DSC00643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Hehe..sorry, I don't know most of the names of the food :P*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I know this one! Glorious Siew YOK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033621810166833346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RdsEXfinIMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/k7AK7D9z8m4/s320/DSC00700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;*before*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033622072159838418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RdsEmvinINI/AAAAAAAAAAk/eZJ1yJNXxI0/s320/DSC00702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*after!* *How to celebrate the Year of the Pig without Siew Yok?*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033623068592251106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RdsFgvinIOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_-AWdlxuzhU/s320/DSC00645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;*Yee Sang! See everyone so hungry rushing for it. Hehe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Of course, apart from food, there were moments that are worth keeping. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033623987715252466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RdsGWPinIPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/oeUgl9nLIwE/s320/DSC00605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Ah Ma and Shar Maine =)*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033624533176099074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RdsG1_inIQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lyqpxGClrcY/s320/DSC00676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Awww....Shar Maine and Jouston* *Jouston looks innocent only..actually very naughty wan.*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033625422234329362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RdsHpvinIRI/AAAAAAAAABE/2fFppfp74q8/s320/DSC00677.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;*Jade and Shar Maine*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033629579762671922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RdsLbvinITI/AAAAAAAAABU/65mQmdCSmRM/s320/DSC00688.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;*Lantern Jug Dripper! By Shar Maine! Aww*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033630812418285890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RdsMjfinIUI/AAAAAAAAABc/YR_hIvvn0k4/s320/DSC00662.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;*Guess who is who! Hee. My cousin Kenneth and I*&lt;br /&gt;*We used to look cute?! What happened..oh yeah..we became handsome! haha! :P*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033632036483965266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RdsNqvinIVI/AAAAAAAAABk/rj8gHw0z-Lk/s320/DSC00668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Cousin Helena and myself =) *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033635115975516514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RdsQd_inIWI/AAAAAAAAABs/ljepQUr5c04/s320/DSC00678.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;*Beautiful lightings of the streets of Malacca =) *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033635833235054962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RdsRHvinIXI/AAAAAAAAAB0/b85MpsTsEwA/s320/DSC00709.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;*The cousins! Tim, Jade, Jouston and Janice*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Oh my..how fast they grow up..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033667083417100690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RdstivinIZI/AAAAAAAAADA/64uOmIjBd88/s320/DSC00713.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;* Chan family =)*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Have a blessed and prosperous year of the pig everyone! Oink Oink! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gong Xi Fa Cai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;For more pictures, please visit my multiply page! =) Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-1441542280887408384?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/1441542280887408384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=1441542280887408384&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/1441542280887408384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/1441542280887408384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2007/02/chinese-new-year-2007-oink-oink.html' title='Chinese New Year - 2007! Oink Oink!'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-LsMVYLcJDM/RdsKF_inISI/AAAAAAAAABM/mUzMdYMkzy0/s72-c/DSC00680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-116079534750535151</id><published>2006-10-14T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:15:51.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Newsflash from ... Adelaide!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://prettyjezzy.blogspot.com"&gt;Jez&lt;/a&gt; told me she was sending me a postcard some time back and it arrived this Tuesday. My dad was the one who got it out from the postbox and handled to me right away. I seldom get snail mails anymore due to the advanced techology of mailing system called the "e-mail." But it is nice to get something that you can literally see, touch and keep it. And yes..I keep all my letters and postcards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's da postcard from Counter Girl a.k.a. Jezamine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_4552_resized.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;* muah ! Thanks for the time and effort! *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The postcard arrived on Tuesday. Guess what I found in the Youth section of &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my"&gt;The Star&lt;/a&gt; newspaper on Wednesday night?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_4537_editted.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;* This article is about a girl studying in Adelaide. She tells of her experience studying abroad. *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Adelaide..Who could possibly be the person behind this article. And the only person I REALLY know in Adelaide is Jez! And guess who was the writer! *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_4539_editted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;* Ta-DAH! It is a secret no more! Jezamine is our official travelling(Adelaide is only the first stop) journalist! *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Two days in a row made me think of counter girl. Makes me miss her even more. Two days. Too much. Haha! Come back soon, Jez! muah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Alright, back to assignment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Taz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-116079534750535151?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/116079534750535151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=116079534750535151&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/116079534750535151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/116079534750535151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2006/10/newsflash-from-adelaide.html' title='Newsflash from ... Adelaide!'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-115962817422877793</id><published>2006-09-30T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T08:12:59.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my Nokia 7610 ..</title><content type='html'>I used to have a &lt;strong&gt;Nokia 7610.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost it due to my own carelessness. Let it slipped out of my pocket while watching a midnight movie in TGV Sunway Pyramid. If anyone found a Nokia 7610 about a year ago..(haha..who am I kidding) and you're reading this blog, do kindly contact me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/no7610_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A friend of mine, &lt;strong&gt;Aaron &lt;/strong&gt;just sent me several pictures that he took using his cameraphone. Candid shots and a few funny shots. It all brought back so much memories of my 7610. Suddenly I feel it is a necessity to have a cameraphone. You'll never know what will happen. And when something it is worth saying "Cheese" to, having a cameraphone is just so convenient. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/DSC00035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;* Dhanen and I. Not too sure what we were talking about *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/DSC00039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* In deep thoughts. * * zzzzz :P *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/DSC00103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;* Dik and I in Jazzfest. My Iced Lemon Tea costed me RM 5.90 ! Kena conned! * &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/DSC00174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* I never had the chance to use this when I was little! *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/DSC00175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* Relativity. Papa and boyboy trolley.* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I officially miss having a phone with integrated camera =(.  Am hoping to get a &lt;strong&gt;Sony Ericsson k800i &lt;/strong&gt;by the end of the year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/1600/sonyericsson-k800-00.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/sonyericsson-k800-00.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* SE k800i! You shall be mine by the end of 2006! Fingers crossed! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-115962817422877793?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/115962817422877793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=115962817422877793&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/115962817422877793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/115962817422877793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-miss-my-nokia-7610.html' title='I miss my Nokia 7610 ..'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-115957585830970071</id><published>2006-09-30T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T08:14:25.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's finally here. One Tree Hill Season 4. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/1600/13hill2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/13hill2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff said.&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/18955959-115957585830970071?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/115957585830970071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=115957585830970071&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/115957585830970071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/115957585830970071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-finally-here-one-tree-hill-season.html' title='It&apos;s finally here. One Tree Hill Season 4. . .'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-115717009926881875</id><published>2006-09-02T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T04:41:47.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been ... La La-Fied..</title><content type='html'>You know those machines in shopping complexes, whereby you pay around RM 10 - RM 24 to get your picture taken with a group of friends? I've always have this mindset that machines like those are meant for those "Lala"(People with really blonde hair..I mean like REALLY BLONDE...usually chinese..but these days they come in different races..Indians..Malays..Devan..I know you will like this post.) who has NBTD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been termed as a Lala-Chai by my friends just because I came back to uni a few semesters ago with a blondie hair make over. It surprises me somehow that my friends can recall my looks back then more than myself. I mean, 3 semesters later, which is now, they still call me "Lala-Chai." I currently have black hair, not spiked up, I do not wear tight clothes with dragons printed on them. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyhoot, met up with Eugene and Amanda in pyramid just yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: Eh, where's your blonde la-la hair?&lt;br /&gt;Tim: Erm? Since when I have la-la hair?&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: Since always..?&lt;br /&gt;Tim: . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came across the photo taking machines.(the ones which I talked about earlier) Eugene was asking if I have tried it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: You tried this before? ( While glancing through the many tiny pictures with other people stuck on the machines)&lt;br /&gt;Tim: No..I haven't.&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: Wanna try?&lt;br /&gt;Tim: NO! It is like the most LALA thing anyone can do!&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: Come come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Each of us paid RM 8 *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went into one of the photo machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene and I: * blur..* What does this button do? Eh...CAN CHANGE BACKGROUND COLOUR WAN WEI!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: * With much confidence of what is was about to do* * Grabs pen, click click..click* Okay..we're set! Get ready! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there I was..supposedly the most Lala of them all..and I don't even know how to operate it. And Amanda..wah..she was like a pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;** Snap snap snap **&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.: The result :.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_4347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/1600/Copy%20%282%29%20of%20100_4347.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/Copy%20%282%29%20of%20100_4347.4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_4349_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/1600/Copy%20of%20100_4347.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/Copy%20of%20100_4347.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Mark the date. September 1st. Timo took "Lala" pictures. Can you see the 'swt' in the picture? *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/1600/100_4347_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_4347_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;* Four in one *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;So go and take your lala pictures at Pyramid for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONLY &lt;/span&gt;RM 24. Dang, I should have stuck to my conventional way of camwhoring, using a digicam or a cameraphone..So much cheaper..so much less "Lala."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;For those of you who may be in the "Lala" category...this post has no direct condemnation towards you. I understand how you feel. I was one too. I know you all did not want to be called that term. It was just one of those days whereby you felt like going blonde and that sight of you with blonde hair has left a permanent image to the minds of those around you. I understand. I know you never meant to be one...I know.. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-115717009926881875?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/115717009926881875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=115717009926881875&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/115717009926881875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/115717009926881875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-have-been-la-la-fied.html' title='I have been ... La La-Fied..'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-115502878470534711</id><published>2006-08-08T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T09:47:48.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jez..opps...JazzFes at Mount Kiara!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heard good comments about it from my friends during their visit in the past years. Was considering to go and when my sister (aka Yang Mei Ling aka Mel) said she was going as well, I took it as a sign that I should go! Haha! Boy! It was an awesome night of great music. To be quite frank, I do not know about the jazz scene here in Malaysia. I listen to Michael Buble and Jamie Cullum. Not many people know this side of me but I am quite into it(jazz). My life got "jazz"-ed up when I first listened to Michael Buble. With the company of my uni-buds (Diksha and Aaron), I went to my first ever Jazz Festival. . . and will definitely not be the last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/CIMG4860.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;* Tim, Aaron, Diksha (TAD). That's the free ball that we got from the Digi booth. *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Had to give a business card to get it though. Considering we are still students..business card is definitely something we don't have...but we were still determined to get the ball. I reached out for the first business card in my wallet..don't know whose..(it's one of those cards salesman give you with the hope that you will call them back!) and TA DAH...the ball became ours! We eventually went back with two..thanks to my sister who willingly gave hers to me! :P Diksha and I had our balls but Aaron went back ball-less...hmm..did not sound right but it happened! :P*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/CIMG4862.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; * That's us again. In black and white. Something Diksha's familiar with.. minus the white? Haha! Kidding :P *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/1600/CIMG4863.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/CIMG4863.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;* My sister from another mother! Haha *&lt;br /&gt;* Eh, didn't we have one that isn't black and white?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/1600/CIMG4908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/CIMG4908.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Az Samad and I! Super talented..super friendly..! Go get his album "Acoustic Gestures!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/1600/CIMG4902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/CIMG4902.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* &lt;a href="http://www.shelleyleong.com/"&gt;Shelley Leong&lt;/a&gt; and I! Super tall, good-looking, talented and also friendly! Get her album "Storyteller"! *&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://prettyjezzy.blogspot.com"&gt;Jez&lt;/a&gt; just told me that "so ngam" (coincidence) that my blog's title has "storyteller" in it too! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My first Jez ..ah ..JazzFest visit was awesome! Can't wait for the next one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-115502878470534711?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/115502878470534711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=115502878470534711&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/115502878470534711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/115502878470534711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2006/08/jezoppsjazzfes-at-mount-kiara.html' title='Jez..opps...JazzFes at Mount Kiara!'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-114614642199468800</id><published>2006-04-27T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T07:00:22.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tim's sick...</title><content type='html'>Yes yes. I should be in bed now, tucked in and covered in my comforter. But hey, I am feeling much better now! *cough* ..well not completely healed but still able to drag my body out of the bed (I've spent like half of the day on it already...and I think I smell like my bed too! But then again..my bed doesn't smell! hmm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been sick for ages and can't quite remember when was the last time I fell sick. You know how some people don't easily fall sick but when they do...they'd get REALLY REALLY sick? I am one of them! Sad? Not really..I can enjoy most of my life not being sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say sick people have very little appetite. To those who knows me..you guys know I eat a lot. So, no sickness in the world can stop me from enjoying &lt;strong&gt;food&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad came back at around 5pm today and being a good father that he is, he asked how I was feeling, if I needed to see the doctor. I was feeling better ( I mean, I am feeling better ) so I said there was no need to pay a visit to the doctor. Then he asked if I ate lunch, I said no as I was sleeping practically the whole afternoon. Knowing the fact that I did not eat my lunch, my dad asked if I wanted him to "ta-pau" (take-away) anything. I was feeling really hungry at first till he uttered "Carbonara" and I immediately nodded and said "Yes. Thanks!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_3249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_3251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_3253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It looks yummy-licious, no? Haha. Carbonara is one of my favourite food. So yeps, incase you gotten me mad for whatever reason...food is always a way to win back my heart and if you get carbonara, it would be a plus! Haha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well, if you thought that was all my dad got for me, you're wrong! He bought back pizza bread too! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_3255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pizza bread! (My dad ate missing pieces!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About 30 minutes later. . . . . . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_3256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha! It's all gone? Gone where?! To my stomach of course! =P Told you, sick or not...I can still eat! =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-114614642199468800?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/114614642199468800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=114614642199468800&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/114614642199468800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/114614642199468800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2006/04/tims-sick.html' title='Tim&apos;s sick...'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-114554019094415990</id><published>2006-04-20T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T06:36:30.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News!</title><content type='html'>Just want to share a few good news to all my loyal (if any) readers! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Timo finally eats prawns!&lt;br /&gt;2) Timo finally eats crabs! &lt;em&gt;(yes yes..I know some of you will say I have missed out the best food on earth for the last 10 or so years)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Timo got to preach to LaSalle CF Committee &lt;em&gt;(something really out of my comfort zone! Was great!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Timo is on a one week Easter break &lt;em&gt;(time to catch up with the syllabus!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Timo had a blast being involved in the MIME performance &lt;em&gt;(hope to post pics of it soon!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Timo's two cell members are officially engaged! Congrats to Ooi and YF!&lt;br /&gt;7) Timo is accidentally in love &lt;em&gt;(haha! you know who you are)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Timo is happy....   =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-114554019094415990?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/114554019094415990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=114554019094415990&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/114554019094415990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/114554019094415990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2006/04/good-news.html' title='Good News!'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-114553915884112139</id><published>2006-04-20T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T06:19:18.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What has been going on?!</title><content type='html'>I know it has been quite some time. Reasons for Timo not to blog as frequent as he did when he first started off:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) 2nd Year, 2nd Sem Engineering is tough! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Been extremely busy! Preparations for easter ..MIME practices..(But it was all worth it ! The Mime performance was great! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) 2nd year, 2nd sem engineering...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) 2nd year, 2nd sem engineering.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) 2nd year, 2nd sem engineering............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) 2nd year, 2nd sem enginerringg..................ARH !! My head can like explode any time! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is there are many other reasons but it's because of the amount of time I spent just to stay in the same pace as my engineering lectures (which I am not..don't think anyone in my class is!!), makes other factors to why I am not updating my blog, seem pretty unworthy to be mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the workload I tell you. It is never ending! Like a river with never-ending flow of water. I am in a transition batch...&lt;strong&gt;Monash&lt;/strong&gt; is changing its engineering course from a 6 subject course to one that only has 4. So, being in the transition batch, I am  neither in the new or old syllabus. Stuck in between. And what brilliant idea did &lt;strong&gt;Monash&lt;/strong&gt; come up with? 1st sem of every year, old syllabus. 2nd sem of every year, new syllabus! And this semester they are offering us a unit which has &lt;strong&gt;NOTHING&lt;/strong&gt; to do with our course just so that we can have enough credit hours to fulfil. And of all units to offer...they offered us ......*JENG JENG JENG *   &lt;strong&gt;PROGRAMMING . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any programming Sifu's out there..my number is 01X-XXX-XXX! Am in a big need of help !&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, haha, if you are willing to lend a hand..my email is in my profile.. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-114553915884112139?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/114553915884112139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=114553915884112139&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/114553915884112139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/114553915884112139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-has-been-going-on.html' title='What has been going on?!'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-114233514884191681</id><published>2006-03-14T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T03:19:08.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bus Ride!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It was one of those days when we (Dik,Nik and I) were in a spontaneous mood.&lt;br /&gt;The three of us were supposed to go to Pyramid after class but the reason for going I can't quite remember. As we walked out the Monash's sidegate we were still thinking of our means of transportation to Pyramid. My car was parked near Medan and Nik's car was somewhere around Indah Villa. The distance from where we were at that instant to both our cars were rather equal. This relative measurement is made up solely from our very own engineers' instinct of distance estimation.&lt;br /&gt;Dik + Nik + Tim's Conversation&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;===================&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tim: Eh, nik..You pandu la. Kereta you lagi dekat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nik: Tak apa la Tim, you pandu...&lt;br /&gt;Dik: Aiyah, both of you don't have to pretend! I know la both of you don't want to waste your petrol! Harga petrol naik 30 cents per litre. I understand I understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now that the truth is out there (Yeah..kinda reminds me of the X-Files now), it was only appropriate for either Nik or I to offer to drive just to make either of us less kiasu. All the thoughts of offering were soon put aside as we saw a yellow figure approaching us. It was a BUS!&lt;br /&gt;Nik: Eh, jom la naik bus! Dah lama saya tak naik!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tim+Dik: *Hops inside*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Both Nik and I must have felt on top of the world now as we were saving 30cents per litre by taking this bus! Dik was kind enough pay for us. He(Dik) gave me Rm 3 to pay, expecting 30 cents back assuming that it is 90cents per person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not wanting to hold on to the cash too long, I gave it straight to the bus attendant. He pointed at the driver so I thought maybe he was trying to say wait till the bus stops. Then, I looked back at Dik and to my embarassment the person whom I was giving the cash to, is not the bus attendant! Oh my, things must have changed over the years. Dik told me that these days people pay to the driver straight! And there was no bus attendant! I've always have this picture in my mind that a bus attendant would have a pouch(usually red) and also a cap and this dude has both of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We found out later that this bus was going to Puchong so the bus driver stopped us in front of Monash Condo. Ten minutes passed and there was no sign of a bus heading to Pyramid. I kept myself entertained with my iPod plugged into my ears as Dik was busy fiddling around with his PSP. It came to a point when I tried to hitchhike. Apparently, no one in Malaysia understands the sign of hitchhiking. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/hitchhike.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; *People out there! This is the hitchhiking sign! Please kindly stop to offer a lift! :P (Hmm, then again if everyone looked like the lady in the picture, most likely there will be ppl stopping *sweat* * &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It was back to my iPod and Dik with his PSP. Nik, he was showing off a cap he bought from Australia. At this point of time, I told Dik it would be great if we knew any of the drivers who is driving past the Monash Condo. Lo and behold, five minutes after I uttered that, IAN and Chia Huey stopped right in front of the condo's guardhouse! So ta-dah! Once again, Timo saved the day through his wide circle of friends! Haha..Thanks Ian! Appreciate it! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-114233514884191681?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/114233514884191681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=114233514884191681&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/114233514884191681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/114233514884191681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2006/03/bus-ride.html' title='Bus Ride!'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-114190385711797881</id><published>2006-03-09T19:31:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T03:30:57.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>City Harvest Church!</title><content type='html'>Just a short post here. Since I am in church now, I will blog about it! Praise God for City Harvest Church Malaysia! To me, this is the most cool and hip church in town! Nothing is second best here. Why? God's house deserve nothing but the best! Gone are the days whereby people give their unwanted belongings to the church. No sir-ree! No second hand stuff for my church man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a projector's screen that can put the screen in Mien Tian and AsiaCafe to shame! Not one but three of them! Watching a live EPL (English Premier League) match here would be an experience not to be missed! Big screen + good sound system = Great football game (tho it's not a Liverpool game! :P) What are the other cool things about this church? We have Wi-Fi internet connection! How cool is that. You can just log in to the net, go through soccer scores, enjoy a good cup of coffee from the church's cafe (and yes we have a cafe too! Nasi Lemak, Indo-Mee, Roti Canai..you name it we got it!) while waiting for prayer meeting or service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahah!..Gotta go for movie now...More about City Harvest to come in the later posts! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-114190385711797881?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/114190385711797881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=114190385711797881&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/114190385711797881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/114190385711797881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2006/03/city-harvest-church_114190385711797881.html' title='City Harvest Church!'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-114037556860155471</id><published>2006-02-19T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T10:59:28.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I meant to blog, but...</title><content type='html'>Heyo ppl! Tim's back to blog! (er..well, not exactly) It's funny how things just turn up whenever I have the mood or time to blog. Will be heading out to have dinner soon with family and friends of my family. Anyhoot, will be leaving you guys with a short post. Most of you probably know who is Daniel Lee. The winner of Malaysian Idol season 2. Like him, love him, hate him. He is the winner. Period. So yep, this post is not going to be about him, rather it is going to be about people(friends, people, others) comparing me with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Daniel, it was Lam Kim Fai ( or is it Lam Ka Fai ), one of the astro talent quest winners. It came to an extend that people were sending me messages via Friendster to ask me if I was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to Daniel. So who thinks I look like him? Well, for starters my mom. Then my cell group members and heck, the canteen uncle (in the company I am currently working in now), calls me Daniel!(Although I have specifically told him that my name is Timothy!) And when I went visitations during Chinese New Year, my uncles and aunties(cousins joined in) started calling me Daniel! So, not wanting to disappoint them, I played along and asked if anyone wanted my autograph. Wee hee hee! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, proving my point that I do not look like Daniel. And vice versa, of course. For the benefit of those who said I look like him, I dugged out pictures I took with my trusty Nokia 7610(misplaced it in the TGV Sunway..so if you are the person who is having it now, and you so happen to read this blog..just to let you know..I want my phone back!). and start to find pictures which I had the slightest similarity with Daniel. So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/1141127477963l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;*This is me! Just incase you guys didn't know :P*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="194" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/danielfinale.jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; * And this is Daniel Lee. *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hmm. You guys be the judge. Bah. Tim's signing off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-114037556860155471?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/114037556860155471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=114037556860155471&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/114037556860155471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/114037556860155471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-meant-to-blog-but.html' title='I meant to blog, but...'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-113811767742856103</id><published>2006-01-24T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T03:03:25.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bart Simpson</title><content type='html'>The Simpsons. One of favourite cartoon series of all time. Did you all know that "The Simpsons" is the longest-running American television series and overall sitcom, with 17 seasons(yeah you didn't hear me wrong, 17!) and 366 episodes since it debuted on December 17th, 1989. But the thing is, the characters won't grow old! So this short post is to show you how or rather what Bart Simpson will turn up to be if he grew older in age and took over his father's job (Homer Simpson) in the nuclear plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_2296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* Creative or not!! Haha! Was bored in Pyramid. My two friends and I decided to give sand-art a try. So, what do you guys think? Maybe I should take over Matt Groening's job and create an entire new cast of The Simpsons! So, instead of yellow skin, they'll have blue now due to their exposure to the nuclear plant! (With consideration that Larry Burns becomes the mayor of Springfield of course!) Hee hee! *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-113811767742856103?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/113811767742856103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=113811767742856103&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/113811767742856103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/113811767742856103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2006/01/bart-simpson.html' title='Bart Simpson'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-113802933720438108</id><published>2006-01-23T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T07:15:37.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Latest Toy - IPod 5G</title><content type='html'>A very proud owner of. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_2277_edit.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;* IPod 5th Generation 30gigs * &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just thought that it's only right for me to share the excitement of opening the box together with you guys..hehe! So, here it is..before its grand opening.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_2279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;* Just to make a statement..hehe =) * &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_2278_edit_Edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* From another angle.. *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_2284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* Grand Opening..Part 1 *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="155" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_2285.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Grand Opening..Part 2 *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_2286_edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* Steal music? Who would do such a thing! Hmph! *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_2290_edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; * Designed by Apple In California - as stated * &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Haven't done much with it yet. So far, only managed to watch One Tree Hill Season 3 Episode 11. Great sound + awesome picture! No lag whatsoever! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-113802933720438108?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/113802933720438108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=113802933720438108&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/113802933720438108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/113802933720438108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-latest-toy-ipod-5g.html' title='My Latest Toy - IPod 5G'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-113562628205220428</id><published>2005-12-27T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T11:44:42.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Night 2005.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/1600/100_1830_edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving Night 2005. Theme for this year - "Glitters."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1794.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;*The stage. Just before the event kicked off.*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Keith welcoming everyone!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Praise and Worship!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1805_edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Yummi-licious custard pie, fruit-tarts and cakes!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1806_edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Hm. I do not like Alex's grin here. The fruit-tarts are for the guests, Alex! Behave!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1808_edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*More yummy cakes. *Drools*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1810_edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Tim at work! Wow that's lotsa cups to fill!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1826_edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*My beloved cell group members! w11!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Bursary award recipients! Congrats Huey Ching, El-Hanan and Huey San!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1830_edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Hendra and I! I like this pic!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; *Final pose for one of the dances! Well done Dance ministry!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That's all I got from the Thanksgiving Night. Was outside preparing food and drinks most of the night. 3:42a.m. now. Not in a real good state to type. But then again, a picture paints a thousand words and I have 11 in this post alone! 11000 words! Woo hoo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-113562628205220428?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/113562628205220428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=113562628205220428&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/113562628205220428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/113562628205220428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2005/12/thanksgiving-night-2005.html' title='Thanksgiving Night 2005.'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-113556758965767996</id><published>2005-12-26T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T08:18:51.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousin Eugene's Wedding!</title><content type='html'>To all my faithful readers,( if I have any at all! Haha) I have fulfilled your demands to update my blog. I was actually half done with this post(cousin's wedding) but something came up that's why I abandoned it for awhile. Okay, may for a long time. Hee hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to weddings are usually very fun. Opps. Did I say usually? Haha! Weddings are fun! I mean what is there no to like about it. Delicious food that is never enough for you because you will need to share them with 10 other people at your table(thankfully mine only had 8. Heehee!), everyone dressing to impress, flashes everywhere because everyone is busy taking pictures, getting to know the in-laws(which means you can't check them out now because they are family! LoL.) and of course, the ever famous "Yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm-Seeeeeeeennnngggg" shouts.&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that was exactly the case in my cousin's (Eugene) wedding! We were supposed to leave in the morning, say, around 8a.m. But we left the house at 3p.m. The queen of the house woke up at 10a.m. Started packing at 12p.m. Showered at 1p.m., dressing up and make-up took around 1 1/2 hours. Queen of the house? Who? My MOM! Haha, a little family tradition that we have, we were never early for weddings and my mom made sure we stuck to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1465.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* On the way there. Five minutes from where the wedding was held. Can't quite remember the name of the restaurant. Golden Dragon Happiness? Something like that? Chinese restaurants come up with the most peculiar names. One of my aunties said this picture looked rather foreign, as if we were in another country. Ah, I guess the Malaysia flag in front of the Jazz pretty much gave it away.*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*The bride, the groom and a friend.*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* Cousins. Jade, Jouston and Janice. Becoming a camwhore is a "Chan" family nature. We felt rather out of place because we like the youngest group there. If you want to count the average age for each table..from the lowest to the highers..yeps..we would be right up there!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Jouston. Again. Posing just comes naturally for this 6 year old cousin of mine.*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1478.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* The in-laws! Sorry for the blur pic. Dad took this! Hehe!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* Mum, dad and I! =) *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Eugene! Haha. The bride was actually just beside him. You can actually see her hand grabbing his arm.*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*First dish! 4 seasons!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*10 minutes later. No season! Haha. Yeah, the food was that good!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Cousins whispering to one another. *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Ah! What is a wedding without Shark's Fin Soup.*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*I wonder if that cake was enough for everyone. I didn't have any so I guess it wasn't. Hehe!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*My favourite! Roasted pork! Hoi! You people don't so fast! I think I ended up eating half of the portion that was served. =P Told you my group did not have big eaters.*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1537.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Jade and Jouston.*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Poser of the night goes to...*drum rolls...* JOUSTON!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1551_edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*After all the yummy/delicious food, one would think that the dessert should be something spectular as well. Hehe, Circus ice-cream! It wasn't bad-lar. Hee! *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Would like to take this opportunity to wish all the best to my cousin Eugene and his marriage life. This is scary in a way. I am next! Sorry aunties and uncles, (they always point to you that you are the next to get married) I am afraid you all have to wait just a bit longerr. Few decades perhaps. LoL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Till then, have a blessed marriage life Eugene! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-113556758965767996?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/113556758965767996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=113556758965767996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/113556758965767996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/113556758965767996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2005/12/cousin-eugenes-wedding.html' title='Cousin Eugene&apos;s Wedding!'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-113319239387211507</id><published>2005-11-28T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T08:37:53.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHC Karaoke 2005!</title><content type='html'>Wow wow wow! What an awesome night! A night where talents were discovered. Forget about Malaysian Idol. This is CHC Karaoke Competition 2005! The competition among the contestants were so tight and I am sure the group of people who enjoyed the night the least were the judges! Out-of-this-world performances, ear-deafening cheers, an overwhelming atmosphere. It was a night for everyone to just sit back, relax and enjoy as the nerve-wrecked participants entertain us! Hmph, then again most of them were really cool about it though this is the very first time City Harvest Church Malaysia is having such an event. So again, a very well done to all singers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside. And yes, it was a long queue! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1697.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As the doors were opened, everyone walked in with excitement. Those who are wearing black are supporters of West Zone and those in red, East Zone. Er..North Zone? Hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1699.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome to the Grammy Awards, folks! CHC-Style! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Crystal, the first contestant. It's never easy to be the first one out there. But with her powerful vocals and awesome performance, she nailed it as if she has been doing this for years! Bravo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1717.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wai Teng. Captured many peoples' hearts with his version of "Peng You" by David Tao.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Faith! Haha, sorry but this is the best take I have of you! Was trying every setting to get it right. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carrine Chan! I guess our surname is the only thing we have in common because I know for sure I ain't got the singing talent that you have! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Raymond, with his version of Belaian Jiwa! Raymond emerged as Second Runner-up and won himself a 512k IPod shuffle that night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1745.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angeline. North Zone representative. Aiks, forgotten what song she sang! But possesses strong vocals nevertheless!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jaime! Another North Zone representative!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1750_edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Need I introduce this guy? Mr. Hendra! The crowd favourite for the night! I guess my camera was one of your fans too!(coz this is like the best shot I took the whole night! The lighting and background colour. Ah, just perfect!) He sang R. Kelly's "I believe I can fly." We know you can, Hendra. We enjoyed flying with you that night! Well done! His performance earned him the First Runner-up position and he won himself a 1GIG IPod shuffle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&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; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last but DEFINITELY not least, Andrew Lau! Andrew emerged as the eventual champion and won himself a trophy and an IPod 20 gig!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hold on guys! The event is not over yet! All ten finalist put up a great finale by singing "Angels Brought Me Here" by Guy Sebestian. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was also a special performance by Will Tan. A promising song-writer cum artiste in Malaysia who has written songs for many international singers from Hong Kong and Taiwan. Will has just released his very own album and is doing very well! And guess what! He's a City Harvest member! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ah, yes. A group picture with the winner! West Zone is proud of you, Andrew!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;- See you all in CHC Karaoke 2006! -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-113319239387211507?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/113319239387211507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=113319239387211507&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/113319239387211507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/113319239387211507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2005/11/chc-karaoke-2005.html' title='CHC Karaoke 2005!'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-113230802056260642</id><published>2005-11-18T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T08:58:30.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Euro Fun Fair!</title><content type='html'>I went to fun fair! I went to fun fair! *hahah* Yeps, that was how excited I felt through out the whole time I was there. Heard about this fun fair before my finals but have got not idea where it is till I drove past the 1U new wing's parking area. With the knowledge that it has been operating for the past few weeks I knew that the fun fair wasn't going to be there for much longer. I was so determined(ahah..maybe even more determined than the time when I was studying for exams) to go. Had to face much obstacles that day. The rain, people cancelling out last minute; just to name a few(haha..actually that was pretty much it =P). Nevertheless, I went to EURO FUN FAIR !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived there with Aaron at around 9:30p.m. Walked around for almost an hour because Diksha, CheKang and Valentina were still on the way from Midvalley. Aaron and I started to scout for rides that we would be interested in(we couldn't take all the rides as they are relatively expensive). As we were walking, we were also coming out with an approximate amount of money that we need to spend. Every ride had a different price and we came into conclusion that the higher the level of intensity of the ride, the more expensive it is. I guess it was pretty wise for us to come out with a budget. So the magical figure that we came up with was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RM 30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hmph, that's the thing about budgets. We can never stick to them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1366.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/1600/100_1366.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Taken from the carpark, walking towards the funfair) *kind of blur, I know*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1387.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is a funfair without the ferris wheel. Yeps, this is definitely the first thing that caught my eye upon entering the place.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The name of this ride is &lt;strong&gt;Top Gun. &lt;/strong&gt;No idea why they named it that. Probably it's because..you..em..yeah no idea why they named it that. You know the thing we learnt from physics, whereby all the kinetic energy is converted into potential energy when an object reaches its peak height? It is SO TRUE! This time, I was the OBJECT! Considering this is moving in a circular motion, we need to take into account the targential acceleration and the radial acceleration. After doing the math for both of them, we can then use Pythgoras' Theorem to get its resultant acceleration. So basically, in order to count the force that I was going through, all you need to do is multiply my mass with the resultant force. Hmph, but not knowing the exact speed and everything I can't come out with a specific figure but what I can tell you is, it is BIG! We also know that Stress = Force/Area. Area is inversely porportional to stress. That means the smaller the area the bigger the stress. Well, I am basically quite small in area*short marh*. Hence, the equation is RIGHT! I was feeling so freaking "stressed"! Sorry for the lengthy explaination. Engineering student mah. =P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&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; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1381_edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is NOTHING scary about the &lt;strong&gt;Horror House!&lt;/strong&gt; What a waste of RM 4! I was no afraid of no ghost. The only thing that scared me in there was the attendant who stood by a corner just to make sure nothing goes wrong inside the Horror House. Hey! He appeared out of nowhere, kay? =P &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1421.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Diksha, pretending to be afraid. He soon found out that his pants were wet as the "ghost" shoots out water. Haha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&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;&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; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Challenger. &lt;/strong&gt;Not entirely scary. Not when compared to &lt;strong&gt;Top Gun. &lt;/strong&gt;It basically swings like a pendulum. Had time to kick Aaron's leg during the ride! Hee hee!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After all that, we still managed to capture a few shots before we left. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Diksha and Valentina. Heart shaped by CheKang. AWww... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CheKang and I. Ferris wheel ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CheKang and Aaron. Ferris wheel ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ME. After coming down from &lt;strong&gt;The Challenger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Valen, with her bear which is suffering from leukimia! Haha. Its fur started to come off the moment she won it from one of the game stalls. Hmph. Maybe that is why she won it so easily! =P Nah, kidding..adorable, cute and very huggable. Ah yes, I am talking about the bear not you, Valen! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/100_1447_edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;All fun must come to an end. Goodbye Euro FunFair 2005. We shall probably meet again in the next decade or so. Will probably be too old for this by then and heart condition will not permit us to ride on certain rides anymore. Haha! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So yeah, after that has ended, Aaron and I counted the amount of money we &lt;strong&gt;REALLY&lt;/strong&gt; spent on that night. Here goes:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Entrance Fees . . . . . . . &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RM 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Payment for rides . . . . . . . . &lt;strong&gt;RM 32&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Reliving childhood days . . . . . . . . . &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P R I C E L E S S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-113230802056260642?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/113230802056260642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=113230802056260642&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/113230802056260642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/113230802056260642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2005/11/euro-fun-fair.html' title='Euro Fun Fair!'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-113210745041069373</id><published>2005-11-16T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T19:43:23.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOTCHA CALL !</title><content type='html'>As promised, I will be posting up the "Gotcha Call" that was played on my coursemate, Mr. Devan. We(Diksha, Aaron and I) laughed our arses off when the prank was aired. The normally cool-headed friend of mine(Devan) turned into this puppy who just lost its mama, begging for a way out of the mess that he was supposedly in. Much credit to Diksha(from now on, you are known as ShaSha! =P) who was ever so &lt;em&gt;semangat, &lt;/em&gt;typed out the conversation word for word! Guys, it cannot be more accurate than what you are about to read. Alright here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ had a crack on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*beep beep*&lt;br /&gt;devan: Hello&lt;br /&gt;jj: Hello, can I speak to Devandran please?&lt;br /&gt;jj: My name is Loges. I'm calling from School of *censored* &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;(engineering)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devan: Alright, Okay.&lt;br /&gt;jj: Alright, We've got some problems here.&lt;br /&gt;devan: Uh uh&lt;br /&gt;jj: Did you sit for the exams last two weeks ago?&lt;br /&gt;devan: Of course I did&lt;br /&gt;jj: Okay, there's a problem because apparently we have you checked down as.. attendance, that you have attended it, alright? but we don't have your exam paper?&lt;br /&gt;devan: This cannot be.&lt;br /&gt;jj: Wait let me double check. your id number is *censored*&lt;br /&gt;devan: No&lt;br /&gt;jj: Are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;devan: I'm very very sure&lt;br /&gt;jj: uhm, I don't care if you are sure or not, I'm afraid I have to tell you this, that you have to come back and sit down for the paper again please? Could you do it like tomorrow? Are you free?&lt;br /&gt;devan: What? Come back and sit for the paper?&lt;br /&gt;jj: Ya because we need to pass it up or else we can't mark the rest&lt;br /&gt;devan: No no...can you check.. can you check with the other.. with the other..&lt;br /&gt;jj: With the other what? Who is your facilitator on that?&lt;br /&gt;devan: which.. which paper?&lt;br /&gt;jj: who..&lt;br /&gt;devan: *censored*&lt;br /&gt;jj: You sure arr?&lt;br /&gt;devan: You mean the subject chief..I mean.. the lecturer?&lt;br /&gt;jj: These people are all professionals.. I doubt they made the mistake. I think you made the mistake.&lt;br /&gt;devan: Could you please double check the paper cause there is no way I could have written the code wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;devan: What did i do?&lt;br /&gt;jj: I think you filled up wrong&lt;br /&gt;devan: Filled up wrong means? As in?&lt;br /&gt;jj: The codes..and now your paper's gone somewhere else and you're causing people trouble. devan: Okay ar wait...&lt;br /&gt;jj: Do you pay attention? Are you one of those who sleep in class?&lt;br /&gt;devan: Definitely not &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;(hahaha!!! yeah rite Devan, we are like sleeping buddies in class! Erm, didn't come out right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jj: Then why are you doing this kind of mistakes? These are juvenile mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;devan: Wait a minute.. Wait a minute..&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;(takes a short breather)&lt;/span&gt; okay.. huh...let me...okay..let me just think this straight... can you er.. means when they collect the paper.. when they collect all the papers what happened to them?&lt;br /&gt;jj: What? They collect the paper, they pass it to the transfer department. The transfer department sort it out according to codes, okay?&lt;br /&gt;devan: Will i sit for the same paper if I come tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;jj: Will change a bit la. Tweak the questions here and there. We can't make it too easy for you, and then you pass with flying colors and then.&lt;br /&gt;devan: Okay&lt;br /&gt;jj: It's wrong don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;devan: Sir please sir, I sat for the paper. I work for the paper so hard&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;(Which is very true. Which makes this prank all the more fun to be played on you. Haha..*evil laughter*)&lt;/span&gt;. Please tell me there's something, some other way to do this.&lt;br /&gt;jj: Some other way to do this?&lt;br /&gt;devan: okay wait.. when I collect.. collect.. when you... when the papers were collected, I mean my name was on the attendance slip my table number was all definitely correct.&lt;br /&gt;jj: Table number is not important. I was telling you about the codes, correct or not?&lt;br /&gt;devan: I.. I definitely did write the subject code&lt;br /&gt;jj: Did you pay attention when the people gave like "make sure you fill up the form codes properly."&lt;br /&gt;devan: Yes definitely. On the exam script&lt;br /&gt;jj: What did you use to write?&lt;br /&gt;devan: Pardon?&lt;br /&gt;jj: What did you use to write?&lt;br /&gt;devan: I used pen, blue pen. blue... err yeah, blue pen&lt;br /&gt;jj: Do you understand we always ask to use black pen? Did you read that or not?&lt;br /&gt;devan: No no i didn't&lt;br /&gt;jj: That means its your mistake. I could not be bothered to fix this already. Its your fault&lt;br /&gt;devan: Sir sir...&lt;br /&gt;jj: You resit it for next semester la. Its not my fault right? You.. who asked you to make the mistake?&lt;br /&gt;devan: Sir sir please sir. Help me out here&lt;br /&gt;jj: You want me to help you out?&lt;br /&gt;devan: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;jj: What you want me to help you out?&lt;br /&gt;devan: I definitely..&lt;br /&gt;jj:How you want me to help you out you tell me&lt;br /&gt;devan: Okay when they collected the papers they collect the&lt;br /&gt;devan: in front is *censored* behind is *censored*&lt;br /&gt;jj: did you see his papers?&lt;br /&gt;devan: Definitely not&lt;br /&gt;jj: Definitely not. you did not see his papers ar?&lt;br /&gt;devan: Of course. Its impossible. Sir please Sir. I sat for the paper, I worked so hard, please help me sir.&lt;br /&gt;jj: What you want to be in the future?&lt;br /&gt;devan: I want to be an engineer&lt;br /&gt;jj: You want to be an engineer? Why you want to be an engineer? Tell me why&lt;br /&gt;devan: That's my ambition&lt;br /&gt;jj: Just to be your ambition. Not the money is it?&lt;br /&gt;devan: Of course I want to support myself sir.&lt;br /&gt;jj: Yourself? That's all?&lt;br /&gt;devan: And my family&lt;br /&gt;jj: That's all you want to do? Don't lie, come on, be honest with me boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;(JJ actually asked Devan if he wants to become an engineer because chics dig them. But it wasn't aired)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devan:....&lt;br /&gt;jj: Okay i got one more question and then i'll settle it for you la okay?&lt;br /&gt;devan: Okay&lt;br /&gt;jj: Alright. err... where are you staying now? Where are you staying now faster tell me!&lt;br /&gt;devan: Ipoh Ipoh&lt;br /&gt;jj: Ipoh, Okay. Do you listen to 92.7?&lt;br /&gt;devan: OH MY GOODNESS! OH MY GOD!&lt;br /&gt;jj: hehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;devan: Scared the *censored* out of me. Who *censored*asked you to do this? Oh my god Oh my god.. you have my heart in my mouth right now.&lt;br /&gt;jj: This is JJ and Rudy man.&lt;br /&gt;devan: I love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;jj: Hahahaha! Timothy asked us you set you up man.&lt;br /&gt;devan: timothy? Timothy is a great guy.&lt;br /&gt;jj: Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;devan: And i'm going to be laughed at this for years to come thanks to you guys&lt;br /&gt;jj: Your paper should be okay. before anything else we just have one thing to say to you man, and that is.. "GOTCHA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- The end -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;Looks over to mobile phone* * Ring ring , vibrates , Ring Ring , vibrates *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A number from Ipoh...hmph..I wonder who could that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Picks up call*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devan:"Timothy you basta*d!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timothy: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAA~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, for those of you who missed it and are keen to listen how it actually sounded like. Here's the link to the &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/Gotcha.mp3"&gt;audio file&lt;/a&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will need to right click and select "Save Target As" for this. Please bear in mind that this was recorded using the computer's microphone, so the audio quality might be a bit offff..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-113210745041069373?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/113210745041069373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=113210745041069373&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/113210745041069373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/113210745041069373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2005/11/gotcha-call.html' title='GOTCHA CALL !'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-113198602822231192</id><published>2005-11-14T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T08:36:57.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bday Wish List!</title><content type='html'>Wow! This is already my second post! And my previous one was like what? An hour ago? Making good progress here! Considering that my birthday is only a month plus away, I thought it would only be appropriate if I post my wish list now! This would give more time for my friends to save up and get presents for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are the items in my wish list(in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/1600/iPod-Video.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/200/iPod-Video.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Ipod Video)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/1600/adidas.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/200/adidas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Adidas Superstar Anniversary Edition)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/1600/sonyericsson-w900-00.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/200/sonyericsson-w900-00.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Sony Ericsson w900)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/1600/sonyericsson-w800.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/sonyericsson-w800.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Sony Ericsson w800i)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;considering the fact that w900 is not released yet, w800i will do. Hehe!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/1600/PID1313IM1_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" height="329" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/PID1313IM1_big.jpg" width="379" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(French Connection shirts! Topman ain't bad as well =P)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/1600/840934_ga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="177" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/320/840934_ga.jpg" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Adidas Sweatvest&lt;/strong&gt;..)&lt;br /&gt;*hehe..always thought I'd look kinda cool in one of these :P *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/1600/WN61T-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/200/WN61T-big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Wilson nCode nSix-One)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/1600/AB3SWS-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6367/1866/200/AB3SWS-big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Adidas Barricade 3, tennis shoes)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I better stop now before everybody thinks I am this demand freak. 34 more days, guys(girls too)! Save up as much as you can in order for you to fulfil Tim's wishlist! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-113198602822231192?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/113198602822231192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=113198602822231192&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/113198602822231192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/113198602822231192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2005/11/bday-wish-list.html' title='Bday Wish List!'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18955959.post-113198165377770176</id><published>2005-11-14T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T07:20:53.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Time</title><content type='html'>Yeaps you heard it right! I am going to blog about "My First Time"! My first time in what you may ask? My first time blogging, of course! Heh, a bit lame to start off the first entry =P. So what inspired me to start blogging? I guess it's really to see if there's something worth mentioning or remembering by the end of every day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am not going to blog much about what I done today because I felt that I have wasted half the day day-dreaming, tossing and turning on my bed. Not that I really want to but I reckon it is caused by the 12am - 3am futsal session I had the night before! And to add to it, I actually played an hour of futsal in the afternoon! Praise God that exams are OVER! Gone were the days whereby I had to stay till 2am in the university's foyer to study. Gone were the days that I need to worry of how many chapters to cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal this holiday is to make it as productive as possible! No more waking up in the morning and day-dreaming till noon!(well, today is an exception I guess). Going to be so pro-active this holiday till I won't even have time to slack! I am on the right track so far! Exams ended last Wednesday and on that night itself I went to the PlanetShaker's conference in Sunway Convention. Liked it so much that I found myself attending the Thursday night's session as well! The Praise and Worship sessions were just so awesome! The ability of the worship leaders to flow with the crowd was so admirable. Lightings and sound system are just out of this world! But one thing that is not so awesome is the responds of the crowd during the preaching of the Word. Some were talking to each other, some were typing sms-es. It's really sad that the same excitement that they had during praise and worship could not be transferred to the sermon time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough about the Planetshaker's conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you probably heard of the Hitz.FM Gotcha call! Guess what, a few friends and I (Diksha,Aaron and yours truly) planned out a prank for our coursemate, Devan. The game plan was to make HITZ.FM(Rudy and JJ)  call up Mr. Devan and pretend to be a Monash staff. Here Mr. Devan is told that his exam papers were missing/not found/had faults. He is to RESIT his papers AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. But he will have an upperhand because the papers that he needs to resit are exactly the same to the ones he had sat for last week! So some of you may think, "Hey! That's good, now I can correct the silly mistakes I have gone during the paper!" Yeps it sounds good and all. But it will totally stink big time for MR. Devan as he is now in IPOH! Haha! You will need to catch the rest of the story tomorrow morning! Will update on that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18955959-113198165377770176?l=timochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/feeds/113198165377770176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18955959&amp;postID=113198165377770176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/113198165377770176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18955959/posts/default/113198165377770176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timochan.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-first-time.html' title='My First Time'/><author><name>Timo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17720322583652663184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/exotech_85/21.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
