<?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-5223846711422522983</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:16:18.474+08:00</updated><category term='study stress distracted'/><category term='40hr famine'/><category term='bf'/><category term='scared'/><category term='40 hour famine'/><category term='bakery mixer bargain'/><category term='cookies macadamia baking'/><category term='credit card'/><category term='facebook bf'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='proud preach presented'/><category term='kfc'/><category term='pizza'/><category term='car'/><title type='text'>seizing the day</title><subtitle type='html'>loving you is easier than loving me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>elinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12775186506866058955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5223846711422522983.post-6448747213213073310</id><published>2008-07-25T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T16:13:58.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...derob</title><content type='html'>*read it backwards*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what i am at work. have nothing to do. so decided to blog. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love hao shen. he is the best boyfriend ever. and i had the best birthday day! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;my 22nd - he helped chipped in to get me a 42inch lcd tv... wow.... amazing... its so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to jon, dan and renes for buying it and all that. so nice of everyone who chipped in. thank you everyoneeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then to top of the day, hao shen gave me $100 to spend on me. me. me. me. i was so happy and over the moon. i could see it was killing him though for me to spend $100 on just things he normally wouldn't have approved of. anyway, it was sooooo sweet of him. and he planned this awesome day, but too bad.. things kept popping up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... better get back to work :-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5223846711422522983-6448747213213073310?l=elinna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/6448747213213073310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/6448747213213073310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinna.blogspot.com/2008/07/derob.html' title='...derob'/><author><name>elinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12775186506866058955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5223846711422522983.post-7145071889310607053</id><published>2008-05-31T08:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T08:10:18.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook bf'/><title type='text'>facebook</title><content type='html'>the latest trend. let me ask you a question. your bf never gets facebook, friendster, etc... or if he does he never uses it.. then suddenly you're at work one day and then it isn't until the NEXT day while you're talking to HIS friend... they tell u that your bf has facebook... wouldn't you get shocked? oh... and he hasn't added you! wouldn't you be shocked? and then next thing you know he's suddenly addicted! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c'mon seriously... this whole facebook this has taken off soooooo big... i'm so amazed by what you can do and all that.... its awesome! the biggest revolution ever. i was on greater union.com.au trying to find out new movies and then there is a link that says... add it to facebook..... SHOCKED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5223846711422522983-7145071889310607053?l=elinna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/7145071889310607053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/7145071889310607053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinna.blogspot.com/2008/05/facebook.html' title='facebook'/><author><name>elinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12775186506866058955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5223846711422522983.post-6459885701681844354</id><published>2008-03-12T22:47:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T22:56:38.863+09:00</updated><title type='text'>you haven't updated your blog</title><content type='html'>so out of the blue, hao shen checks my blog today and says you haven't updated your blog. i know!! obviously i know!! haha. so i decided to write some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my trip to malaysia / singapore&lt;br /&gt;an absolute blast . i had a wonderful . although i admit it was definitely intense!! oh boy was it intense. within just a few hours i had met hao shen's whole family. omg! there was so many of them.... and i got really confused. anyway its all good. didn't go shopping much but did buy a new jigsaw puzzle. hehe. and a new pair of glasses! lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. roasted pumpkin drizzled with honey and pine nuts salad!!&lt;br /&gt;sooooooooooooo gooood.. the best salad i've ever made. it was the greatest. too bad i didn't get to take a picture. first you roast the pumpkin with honey (in the oven) and also toast the pine nuts. mix with rocket salad and crumbed feta cheese.... haiz.... so nice :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i'm set to become a housewife!!&lt;br /&gt;with only doing three units this sem, i'm at home 3 days a week. on wednesdays i have to cook dinner and so i wake up, decide what i'm going to cook, for dinner and for lunch, go to the supermarket to buy it and then come home, cook lunch, wash clothes and clean up... an hour or so later... i'm back in the kitchen cooking dinner for 6. it took me three hours to cook dinner. but very nice in the end. i had vegetable parcel, seasoned roast potatoes, roast pork and the salad from up above... haiz...................once again no photos :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's all for now.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5223846711422522983-6459885701681844354?l=elinna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/6459885701681844354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/6459885701681844354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinna.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-havent-updated-your-blog.html' title='you haven&apos;t updated your blog'/><author><name>elinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12775186506866058955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5223846711422522983.post-2145128374303910250</id><published>2007-11-11T14:44:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T14:45:44.376+09:00</updated><title type='text'>hurting</title><content type='html'>rejection. it hurts. don't do it. it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words that sometimes can hurt a person will cut a person&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5223846711422522983-2145128374303910250?l=elinna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/2145128374303910250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/2145128374303910250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinna.blogspot.com/2007/11/hurting.html' title='hurting'/><author><name>elinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12775186506866058955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5223846711422522983.post-5262609747917705137</id><published>2007-11-07T09:04:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T09:10:18.870+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study stress distracted'/><title type='text'>latest music</title><content type='html'>sometimes i really hate exam period... you wanna know why?&lt;br /&gt;not because its a time to study and you're fully stressed and everything... but its because i get fulllllllyyy distracted by everything!! i mean... the other day i was at home 'studying' [ truly i was ] but of course msn was running, music was playing and food was around.....&lt;br /&gt;anyway, while i was studying my mind would concentrate for a whole 5 minutes and then i was go surf d net a bit - especially for new and cool recipes [gonna try Italian Sausages with Grapes one day], start chatting on msn or WORSE! START WATCHING SOME SHOW THAT I WOULD HAVE DLOADED. I MEAN C'MONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN.... and you know what my justification is?&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;" i won't be able to concentrate if i haven't watched it"&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;lousy excuse.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this is a perfect example. i have my audit book open and here i am blogging. pfft!&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;next thursday i finish for the year. then i can do whatever i want. but right now. i have an exam tomorrow. bLAh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah... currently.... AUSSIE MUSIC ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;[another thing i discovered while 'studying']&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5223846711422522983-5262609747917705137?l=elinna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/5262609747917705137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/5262609747917705137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinna.blogspot.com/2007/11/latest-music.html' title='latest music'/><author><name>elinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12775186506866058955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5223846711422522983.post-673678014971229085</id><published>2007-10-30T19:54:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T20:10:40.673+09:00</updated><title type='text'>he told me he loved me</title><content type='html'>he's told me he loves me :-) its all happening this month. 4 months together... feels like so much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;progress on bakery: banana and white chocolate chip muffins... the BEST!&lt;br /&gt;i'll make some for you one day...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5223846711422522983-673678014971229085?l=elinna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/673678014971229085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/673678014971229085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinna.blogspot.com/2007/10/he-told-me-he-loved-me.html' title='he told me he loved me'/><author><name>elinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12775186506866058955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5223846711422522983.post-117648165956781627</id><published>2007-09-12T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T22:59:02.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uh.. oh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;my latest creation.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PTifOR4wj04/Ruf62DiyGoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pAk-KO-m-9s/s1600-h/IMGP5892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109328108846193282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PTifOR4wj04/Ruf62DiyGoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pAk-KO-m-9s/s320/IMGP5892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmmm... not sure what to call it... but this is what people said about it:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It's good marie, well done"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It looks better than it tastes"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I like it"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah... i'm gonna try again with another time...... not so nice.. but looks good right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh... and i made more cookies today: white chocolate chip macadamia wholemeal cookies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109329513300499090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PTifOR4wj04/Ruf8HziyGpI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ttfhgqyUbjo/s320/IMGP5901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;looks aiight aye....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5223846711422522983-117648165956781627?l=elinna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/117648165956781627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/117648165956781627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinna.blogspot.com/2007/09/uh-oh.html' title='uh.. oh...'/><author><name>elinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12775186506866058955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PTifOR4wj04/Ruf62DiyGoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pAk-KO-m-9s/s72-c/IMGP5892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5223846711422522983.post-7014735408311944010</id><published>2007-09-09T08:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T08:37:47.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bakery mixer bargain'/><title type='text'>Elinna's Bakery?</title><content type='html'>Mmmm.. maybe i should change this to a Food Blog. That would probably be more suited, seeing that i'm constantly talking about foood! anyway its a good topic, even though the bible said that gluttony is a sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what's the latest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new Mixer! Yay! Hao Hao and I saw it selling at Target the other day for $129.95 and i wanted to buy it then. But being the careful spender i am ( i guess some would differ - dont' know why? ) i didn't buy it. Came home, asked my mum and she said she saw it in the Good Guys newspaper catalogue for ONLY $99.00 - BARGAIN i thought. So on Friday i went to Good Guys and bought it - and the lady asked whether i was paying cash? i thought... would it make a difference?? and then she replied, if you pay by cash, they can do it for $89.00!!!! Wooo HOO!!!!! that was a HUGE saving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So of course as soon as i got home, i made a cake!! hehe... what else should i have done! (don't mention study don't mention study) cake was ALRIGHT only. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian said i should open my own bakery - can't get it out of my head..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5223846711422522983-7014735408311944010?l=elinna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/7014735408311944010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/7014735408311944010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinna.blogspot.com/2007/09/elinnas-bakery.html' title='Elinna&apos;s Bakery?'/><author><name>elinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12775186506866058955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5223846711422522983.post-6244213522016168006</id><published>2007-09-04T13:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T13:29:54.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cookie monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;guess who is a cookie monster?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;last night i had a revelation: My mum has turned me into a cookie monster!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for my 21st birthday she bought me a Cookie Monster set of PJs... they're cute&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106216012344718498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PTifOR4wj04/RtzsaMo39KI/AAAAAAAAAAk/R7eL9f_6Xb0/s320/100_0175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;. See? They're cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway so now i've been baking and baking and more baking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My latest is White Chocolate Chip Cookies.... mmmmmmmm..... and the best thing is.... its my own recipe!!! That's right.... i made this recipe up. after making like hundreds of cookies i managed to put together my own recipe for one of my favourite subway cookies. i don't think they taste exactly like subway cookies... BUT ITS COOL!!! I'm so excited. i didn't eat any though :S. ... don't like cookies that much and i was scared that they weren't nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i gave a whole box to Ian to take home - and he forgot it. never mind. they mde its way there and he ate it in like one sitting!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if all the boys get fat, please don't blame me... blame my mum.... she turned me into a cookie monster!!!&lt;/div&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/5223846711422522983-6244213522016168006?l=elinna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/6244213522016168006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/6244213522016168006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinna.blogspot.com/2007/09/cookie-monster.html' title='cookie monster'/><author><name>elinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12775186506866058955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PTifOR4wj04/RtzsaMo39KI/AAAAAAAAAAk/R7eL9f_6Xb0/s72-c/100_0175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5223846711422522983.post-8021563812434512353</id><published>2007-09-04T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T13:22:06.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proud preach presented'/><title type='text'>so proud</title><content type='html'>i'm so proud of him. 12:30am in the morning he found out he was preaching that morning. by 3am he finished his lesson and by 12:00noon he was presenting. he presented and he presented well. good on him :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5223846711422522983-8021563812434512353?l=elinna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/8021563812434512353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/8021563812434512353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinna.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-proud.html' title='so proud'/><author><name>elinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12775186506866058955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5223846711422522983.post-8753253302945918548</id><published>2007-08-30T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T10:06:01.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies macadamia baking'/><title type='text'>chocolate chip macadamia nut cookies</title><content type='html'>oh my gosh, after several attempts, i have finally made a good batch of chocolate chip macadamia nut cookies. oh boy... it was good... GOOD. i shoulda taken a photo of it. anyway, if i have time on sunday morning i'm going to make chocolate chip macadamia nut cookies or macadamia nut with pecan cookies....... mmmmmmmmmm.... i'm so into baking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked hao hao whether i can stay home and bake cookies all day, i reckon that would be so cool (ecept for maybe the cholesterol level) and you know what he replied:&lt;br /&gt;"No way, you'll turn into Izzy" :-( so that went that idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, i can imagine my mum if i told her i wanted to drop out of uni to stay home and bake cookies all day.... she'll go nuts. (and this won't be because of the cookies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz... this is no good... i have an auditing exam on saturday, and i literally have the textbook in front of me while i'm reading it.haiz. not-ah-good i tell you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5223846711422522983-8753253302945918548?l=elinna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/8753253302945918548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/8753253302945918548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinna.blogspot.com/2007/08/chocolate-chip-macadamia-nut-cookies.html' title='chocolate chip macadamia nut cookies'/><author><name>elinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12775186506866058955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5223846711422522983.post-6318427690926007275</id><published>2007-08-28T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T22:56:56.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trust</title><content type='html'>are feelings important?&lt;br /&gt;if someone says something to you, and you trust and believe them, then is it important that you feel what they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example,&lt;br /&gt;he says he likes me, and i want to trust and believe him, but i don't feel it.&lt;br /&gt;am i asking too much? or am i being too sensitive? or overreactive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so is it important to feel it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5223846711422522983-6318427690926007275?l=elinna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/6318427690926007275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/6318427690926007275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinna.blogspot.com/2007/08/trust.html' title='trust'/><author><name>elinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12775186506866058955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5223846711422522983.post-1536942642717551244</id><published>2007-08-28T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T22:50:53.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>schmites - flashed twice</title><content type='html'>unbelievable day (week)&lt;br /&gt;yesterday when i was on my way to the shop driving on the freeway after picking up a pig i was flashed! schmites!&lt;br /&gt;today when i was on my way to the shop driving on hepburn ave after picking up a pig i was flashed! schmites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5223846711422522983-1536942642717551244?l=elinna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/1536942642717551244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/1536942642717551244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinna.blogspot.com/2007/08/schmites-flashed-twice.html' title='schmites - flashed twice'/><author><name>elinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12775186506866058955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5223846711422522983.post-3543215923880368327</id><published>2007-08-20T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T00:56:29.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='40 hour famine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kfc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza'/><title type='text'>40 hour famine</title><content type='html'>at 12:30pm today i enjoyed the first glass of some yukky diet carbonated grape juice. it was horrible but it was the first taste of something that wasn't water in the last 40 hours. that's right guys, i made it. 40 hours of no eating or drinking (other than water)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the damage? a total of $230 for the poor hungry kids in Laos.&lt;br /&gt;tq to everyone for supporting me especially...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ian.. who psyched me up by planning to put kfc in front of my bedroom in the middle of night with a heater to blow the smell....&lt;br /&gt;ian and jo.. who i watched a movie with and passed Pizza Shapes back and forth&lt;br /&gt;ian... who opened a pack of really nice cream flavoured biscuits while watching saw&lt;br /&gt;hs ... who invited me to go out to my favourite restaurant.. and then apologises coz he knows i'm not eating...but the winner is&lt;br /&gt;nadia... who drank and ate pork spare ribs pepper soup right next to me.. that nearlly killed me... haizzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well.. it was a great experience. nearly died. but i'm alright guys.&lt;br /&gt;lunchwas beautiful though :-)&lt;br /&gt;can't wait til next year....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5223846711422522983-3543215923880368327?l=elinna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/3543215923880368327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/3543215923880368327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinna.blogspot.com/2007/08/40-hour-famine.html' title='40 hour famine'/><author><name>elinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12775186506866058955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5223846711422522983.post-6783757652812560363</id><published>2007-08-16T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T10:12:19.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scared'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><title type='text'>scared. for the first time.</title><content type='html'>yesterday i was scared. not from the dark, not from the fact i have to do a presentation  on friday which we still haven't fully organised but from the temper that was driven up. i know its pretty hard to know what i'm talking about so let me give you more facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where: in the car&lt;br /&gt;going: home&lt;br /&gt;from: uni&lt;br /&gt;who: me sis bf&lt;br /&gt;what: sis and bf arguing, sis says nasty things, bf gets angry and says stuff, makes sis cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me? driving scared wen bf gets angry. never felt like that before.&lt;br /&gt;made me realise how much i don't know about him or about myself. scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5223846711422522983-6783757652812560363?l=elinna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/6783757652812560363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/6783757652812560363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinna.blogspot.com/2007/08/scared-for-first-time.html' title='scared. for the first time.'/><author><name>elinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12775186506866058955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5223846711422522983.post-216334492963416846</id><published>2007-08-15T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T09:58:34.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='40hr famine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='credit card'/><title type='text'>Oops..</title><content type='html'>oops... so much for trying to finish the list of 25 things i like about you know who.&lt;br /&gt;ah well. i'll get back to it one day. maybe one thing at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what can i post about today? nothing really special, except that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OH MY GOODNESS!!!...&lt;br /&gt;someone is sooo crazy.... one of my 'friends's boyfriend has just recently gone nuts over his girlfriend just talking (actually not even talking but asking for help) i mean.. talk about jealousy. this is jealousy (not 1.0) but 10.0 FARRRRRRRR OUT....&lt;br /&gt;CRAZY I TEll you. he went insane. nearly strangled her. i was scared too. argh never saw him this bad either" ah well. i'm sure they'll make up. they always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. i'm doing the 40Hour Famine this weekend and so i'm looking for sponsors. renes and i are planning to raise $200 so that we can get the paul frank shirt =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PTifOR4wj04/RsJdmTWjpbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7Efbn64uLBQ/s1600-h/WorldVision.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098740640748119474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PTifOR4wj04/RsJdmTWjpbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7Efbn64uLBQ/s320/WorldVision.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so if you wanna sponsor me go to 40hourfamine.com and my famine number is 670924877. any donation small all big wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you would like to sponsor the "elinna needs to pay her credit card fund" you may do so, by just giving her the money.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe its only the 15th and my credit card has been overshot. i'm not even sure how. but oh wellz. need to scringe now. sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOO... Number 8: he loves to save me from my credit card - and spend money on me. it feels so nice being spoilt most of the time. but sometimes i worry i take advantage of it. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. back to world vision. its this Friday 8pm to Sunday 12pm. I went around after church the other day to ask people to sponsor me to starve myself :-) which is what i'm planning to do. ... except with two certain people staying with me this weekend i'm a bit scared of what is going to happen. i've heard rumours when i'm sleeping KFC will be blown througha fan... or... invitations to go our to a nice posh restaurant will be offered.... ARGH!!!! plUS somemore... working all day saturday. HELP ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i guess i better get back to work now. procrastinating.................................... wait. writing this while waiting for my group. i think they're not coming T_T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5223846711422522983-216334492963416846?l=elinna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/216334492963416846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/216334492963416846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinna.blogspot.com/2007/08/oops.html' title='Oops..'/><author><name>elinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12775186506866058955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PTifOR4wj04/RsJdmTWjpbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7Efbn64uLBQ/s72-c/WorldVision.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5223846711422522983.post-538768887024273994</id><published>2007-07-18T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T09:53:55.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's official</title><content type='html'>so.. now i have a boyfriend... 21 years. originally from klang, malaysia. studying commerce at murdoch. christian. friend, colleague and now boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has to be one of the most scariet relationships i have ever been into . it's been great so far . we spent the last three weeks in each other's company doing many things, and at the same not many things. if you know what i mean. i think that's why i haven't done much these holidays. if only they were longer. the only good thing i'm looking forward to going back to uni is that if it starts then it finishes. i mean, we're the only uni that goes back next week. that sucks man. truly it does. but hopefully we finish early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, slight tangent off what i really wanted to say... where was i?? ah yeah that's right. i'm scared. why you may think? i think its because i can see myself marrying him. SCARY! don't get me wrong. i want to be married. but if i think this then what happens if it doens't happen. also, he's no where near thinking about it i guess. nor does he feel the same way about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, i'm scared of losing him. he's such a great guy. yesterday when i was really really down. and i mean really down (that story is for another day) he was there for me. everything emotionally that i needed he provided. i just couldn't believe. not saying that he's surprised me. but i couldn't believe how blessed i've been not only to know him but to fall in love with him. that's right. you read right. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during camp this week we were challenged to write down 25 qualities to be thankful for our mate so i'm going to give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;1. he's smart - 2HDs and 2Ds - in his first year of uni! smart lil cookie he is.&lt;br /&gt;2. he's logical - his brain ticks away in a certain order - which when turned into actions and words makes total sense. have you ever heard him talk in public? It makes sense!&lt;br /&gt;3. he can be a leader - so important in a christian family - traditional and spiritual *sigh*:)&lt;br /&gt;4. he enjoys sports - and he's good at it! not just one sport either but a few - handball, basketball, soccer, football etc...&lt;br /&gt;5. he loves his family - they all have a great relationshp and he's really close to his mum&lt;br /&gt;6. his gentleness - at times he's fierce but he's so gentle at heart.&lt;br /&gt;7. he's domesticated - i've never seen such a great dishwasher. plus he can cook! how exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pause* the rest for another day.&lt;br /&gt;*tired*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5223846711422522983-538768887024273994?l=elinna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/538768887024273994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/538768887024273994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinna.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-official.html' title='it&apos;s official'/><author><name>elinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12775186506866058955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5223846711422522983.post-7178092958660114692</id><published>2007-07-17T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T20:56:34.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome - the holidays</title><content type='html'>*knock knock* *knock knock*&lt;br /&gt;"the world is full of opportunities behind closed doors, so start knocking" ... john maxwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we live in a world where it is rapidly changing very fast and to be honest, its getting scary. life is just passing us way too fast. take for example my winter holidays of 2007. suppose to be 6 weeks of &lt;em&gt;gorgeous&lt;/em&gt; relaxing, spending &lt;em&gt;time&lt;/em&gt; with friends and families, &lt;em&gt;rebonding&lt;/em&gt; relationships and working the norm... but it didn't happen. one day i finished my final exam, the next thing i knew it is now time to go back to uni. not fair. this is ridiculous. time just zoomed by. *woooshhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wrote a list of things to do these holidays:&lt;br /&gt;1. dinner at savannahs [done =) ... mmm... yummy]&lt;br /&gt;2. make pasta sauce and pizza [pizza turned out so good.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PTifOR4wj04/Rpy57vmjuYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lY8HqsAmSbs/s1600-h/IMGP5636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088146115063429506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PTifOR4wj04/Rpy57vmjuYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lY8HqsAmSbs/s320/IMGP5636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. watch transformers shrek3 oceans 13 harry potter [yes yes yes no]&lt;br /&gt;4. kings park day and night [yes... hopefully the latter some time soon]&lt;br /&gt;5. hills during sun set&lt;br /&gt;6. beach during sun set&lt;br /&gt;7. yanchep and two rocks [boring - so runned down... :-(]&lt;br /&gt;8. moulin rouge and chicago back to back [alright]&lt;br /&gt;9. 28 days later&lt;br /&gt;10. food marathon&lt;br /&gt;11. a jigsaw&lt;br /&gt;12. knit&lt;br /&gt;13. format pc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so with only one week remaining it looks like that's the end of the holidays for me. its been great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5223846711422522983-7178092958660114692?l=elinna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/7178092958660114692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5223846711422522983/posts/default/7178092958660114692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinna.blogspot.com/2007/07/welcome-holidays.html' title='welcome - the holidays'/><author><name>elinna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12775186506866058955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PTifOR4wj04/Rpy57vmjuYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lY8HqsAmSbs/s72-c/IMGP5636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
