<?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-8537108832925164528</id><updated>2011-08-08T15:08:11.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheese and Crackers!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-921828600011279035</id><published>2008-11-28T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:28:32.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...Bzzz...Bzzz...Houston?</title><content type='html'>Actual accounts of Nail Footstrong and Buzz Ale-drink when they landed on the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ale-drink:&lt;/span&gt; Allright Nail, you are good to leave the airlock, I'll follow you as soon as I put the fishbowl on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Footstrong:&lt;/span&gt; Roger Wilco! Opening hatch... ladder down...&lt;br /&gt;*Pleuk* *Spluck* *Splek*&lt;br /&gt;Wooha! The surface, its mushy... I hope this stuff isn't contaminated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ale-drink:&lt;/span&gt; Opening hatch, clear the door! *Pffft*&lt;br /&gt;*Splak* Splook*&lt;br /&gt;What the...! This is swiss cheese Nail! The moon is really a gigantic swiss cheese ball!&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I won the bet Nail! Haha! Now I get to play pac-man all the way home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Footstrong:&lt;/span&gt; Aww cheese and crackers... Oh... get the flag out will ya!? (Angry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ale-drink&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Oh... uhmm... yeah... its not here. I dumped it out to make space for a pack of beer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Footstrong: &lt;/span&gt;Well darn you Ale-drink! Now what are we going to use? Your boxers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ale-drink:&lt;/span&gt; *Well Nail, It was your idea...* (Scared)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Footstrong:&lt;/span&gt; Silence!  I'm the 'captain' and the captain is always right! (Fuming)&lt;br /&gt;*5 minutes later*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Footstrong:&lt;/span&gt; Gaah, how embarassing when the Ruskies see this on TV...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ale-drink:&lt;/span&gt; well at least the kids will know that Mighty Mouse made it to the moon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-921828600011279035?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/921828600011279035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=921828600011279035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/921828600011279035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/921828600011279035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/11/bzzzbzzzhouston.html' title='...Bzzz...Bzzz...Houston?'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-8429834526501615852</id><published>2008-05-31T14:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T14:54:20.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucy in the sky</title><content type='html'>Hmm, For two days now, I woke up to the sound of buzzing planes, a whole load of them.&lt;br /&gt;Having them spoil my slumber party twice, I wanted to see what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SEDx034m57I/AAAAAAAAAEc/LERMK4UDx7w/s1600-h/IMG_4062-s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SEDx034m57I/AAAAAAAAAEc/LERMK4UDx7w/s400/IMG_4062-s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206427059897165746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SEDzRn4m58I/AAAAAAAAAEk/MW6N3f1qQsA/s1600-h/IMG_4063-s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SEDzRn4m58I/AAAAAAAAAEk/MW6N3f1qQsA/s400/IMG_4063-s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206428653330032578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the looks of it, my guess is that they just took off from Subang airport and are trying to find a formation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this just in, I saw the infamous SU-30 MKM right over my head, I tell you, it was only 80 m above my apt unit. The camera didn't capture it though. Too fast. Close enough for me to see the double back fins and the dual engines to say that it is an SU-30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this just in too, all these air activity is for the TUDM expo, 1st June that is tmr. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SED1eX4m59I/AAAAAAAAAEs/J-Yc8j1nESw/s1600-h/IMG_4062-crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SED1eX4m59I/AAAAAAAAAEs/J-Yc8j1nESw/s400/IMG_4062-crop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206431071396620242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spotted and most probably belongs to the Malaysian air acrobatic team&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-8429834526501615852?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8429834526501615852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=8429834526501615852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/8429834526501615852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/8429834526501615852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/05/lucy-in-sky.html' title='Lucy in the sky'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SEDx034m57I/AAAAAAAAAEc/LERMK4UDx7w/s72-c/IMG_4062-s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-1518392084120161710</id><published>2008-05-13T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:29:02.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Giant Pork</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SCmlldYrJaI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MywrHxyRpW4/s1600-h/pork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SCmlldYrJaI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MywrHxyRpW4/s200/pork.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199869307737810338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading the newspaper during my 2 hour long break today and one article caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what it was all about:&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday, the nation's beloved son-in-law of our PM, Mr. Khairy Jamaluddin took the podium in Parliment and talked about the country's food production, a fine topic by my judgment considering the current food crisis the world is in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whet up my appetite further, he was talking about my favorite choice of meat, P-O-R-K yes i said it right, Pork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he didn't like the PKR party in Selangor to approve a pig-farming project in Sepang.&lt;br /&gt;-Ok I admit, he has some points to go against pig farming as pigs consume a lot of grain and water which can be used to feed more people than the fatten pig can.(especially now with the world in it's sorry state)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what made my day was this:&lt;br /&gt;"he gave a new definition to the acronym PKR (Parti Keadilan Rakyat). He called it Projek Khinzir Raksasa (monsterous pig-farming project)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so the name calling began, a ritual in the Malaysian Parliment, today, to fit the agenda of food prices and shortages, Pork was on the menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Menu:&lt;br /&gt;Matured Opposition Babi in Red Wine&lt;br /&gt;-Pork slices with smoked salmon from the recent "political tsunami" marinated with matured red wine and roasted over "hot air", nothing lavish, a layman's meal served in a high class setting but meets the highest standards of taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sour Coalition Pork with Rasins&lt;br /&gt;-Pork Chunks, steamed with the little steam they have left with small sweet sultanas, squeezed with some lemon juice to give that sweet and sour Mediterranean flavour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My appetite, so whet up by now, I went on to order some roasted Vietnamnese Pork, Sour, roasted, not lavish but taste good, sweetened with "kunyit" marinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm... now now, cant the chefs get together and make a nice dish that all of us can enjoy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-1518392084120161710?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/1518392084120161710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=1518392084120161710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/1518392084120161710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/1518392084120161710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/05/project-giant-pork.html' title='Project Giant Pork'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SCmlldYrJaI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MywrHxyRpW4/s72-c/pork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-986824842271097601</id><published>2008-05-10T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T20:22:07.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheese of The Week Pt 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SCWSryj-TBI/AAAAAAAAAEM/czlSCQY22k8/s1600-h/skc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SCWSryj-TBI/AAAAAAAAAEM/czlSCQY22k8/s200/skc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198722625873792018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;This week, I have something different for you guys out there =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Read on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakura cheese is a soft cheese created in Hokkaidō, Japan. It is the first widely-acclaimed Japanese cheese, as cheeses in general were a European/Mediterranean phenomenon until spread to the rest of the world during the days of European imperialism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cheese is a creamy white, and is flavored with mountain cherry leaves. Sakura means "cherry blossom" in Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has the rare distinction of winning a "gold medal" at the Mountain Cheese Olympics in Appenzell, Switzerland, which normally favors Swiss, Italian, or French cheeses almost exclusively for awards. The medal was in the "soft cheese" category.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-986824842271097601?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/986824842271097601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=986824842271097601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/986824842271097601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/986824842271097601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/05/cheese-of-week-pt4.html' title='Cheese of The Week Pt 5'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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://bp0.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SCWSryj-TBI/AAAAAAAAAEM/czlSCQY22k8/s72-c/skc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-7042565114876298240</id><published>2008-05-03T21:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T20:23:14.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheese of the Week Pt 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBxwdEw4JII/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEhOZUKDIHw/s1600-h/danish_blue_cheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBxwdEw4JII/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEhOZUKDIHw/s200/danish_blue_cheese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196151714875974786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blue Blue my world is blue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blue is my world and I am without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;These ly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;rics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; from the song Love is Blue is a perfect intro to this week's "Cheese of the Week",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blue Cheese...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I bought a wedge today and my favorite way of eating Blue cheese is with capers and Crackers(meiji).&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;To those who have not tasted it before, it smells like an old sock but like durian or sotong pang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;gang,it smells but taste great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok, enough talk, here is the story of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blue Cheese...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blue cheese is a general classification of cow's milk and/or goat's milk cheeses with a blue or blue-green mold. The blue mold in these cheeses is due to mold spores from &lt;i&gt;Penicillium roqueforti&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Penicillium glaucum&lt;/i&gt;, etc.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today most blue cheeses (also known as bleu cheese) are either injected with the mold, as with Roquefort, or the mold is mixed right in with the curds, as it is with Gorgonzola, to insure even distribution of the mold. Most of these cheeses must still be aged in the original caves where they were developed to bear the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!-- Start of Text (Text155) --&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;!-- Start of Text (Text155) --&gt;Most Blue cheeses are made from whole cow's milk, but there are also made with ewe's or goat's milk. These complex blue veined cheeses are generally ranked as some of the best cheeses in the world. They are strong flavored, and have a unique 'tang' that distinguishes these cheeses. Some of the best are Roquefort, Stilton, Gorgonzola and Danablu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanark Blue is a Scottish blue cheese made from ewe's milk. It has blue green veins, a strong salty flavor, with a creamy white inside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Some Blue Cheese History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBxuFkw4JHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6uQUfkWFW54/s1600-h/Cabrales_blue_Cheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBxuFkw4JHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6uQUfkWFW54/s200/Cabrales_blue_Cheese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196149112125793394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of these cheeses were originally produced in caves in their respective areas, where the mold was naturally present. This combined with the unique nutrients that the mold grew on in the caves affected the flavor, texture and blue-green color of the mold in each of these cheeses. In the beginning, this was most likely discovered by accident when cheeses were stored in the caves, and they developed mold. Then someone decided to taste the cheese that others might have thought to be ruined, and realized how exquisite the taste had become.&lt;br /&gt;Some blue cheeses, such as Danablue, were developed later as less expensive alternatives to the higher priced Roquefort cheese from &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;France&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process for making &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;'s ‘Maytag Blue Cheese’ was developed by the Iowa State U. in 1941 (it is a process for making blue cheese with pasteurized milk.) Production was begun by Fred Maytag II (of dishwasher fame) when he heard about the new process. Maytag blue is also aged in specially designed caves.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-7042565114876298240?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7042565114876298240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=7042565114876298240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/7042565114876298240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/7042565114876298240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/05/cheese-of-week-pt-4.html' title='Cheese of the Week Pt 4'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBxwdEw4JII/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEhOZUKDIHw/s72-c/danish_blue_cheese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-6015664738536652908</id><published>2008-05-01T15:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T23:40:21.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The invention of the wheel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today at Mc D discussing our Physics Rube Goldberg Project, Me, Sofia and Cho returned way back in time, some 2mil years, to re-live and celebrate the invention of the wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBlxEEw4JEI/AAAAAAAAADk/WOVTwIpFV5E/s1600-h/DSC00112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBlxEEw4JEI/AAAAAAAAADk/WOVTwIpFV5E/s200/DSC00112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195307959960740930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hut wheels! GAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Hexagonal wheels don't roll mr...&lt;br /&gt;Caveman: NO TALK! I HIT YOU!&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBlzKkw4JFI/AAAAAAAAADs/T7eHAuYuYqY/s1600-h/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBlzKkw4JFI/AAAAAAAAADs/T7eHAuYuYqY/s200/DSC00116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195310270653146194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I make many wheel...&lt;br /&gt;Help hunt fluffy rabbit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet still, 2 million years later:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBl0v0w4JGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/CaErMTq1qz8/s1600-h/DSC00114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBl0v0w4JGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/CaErMTq1qz8/s200/DSC00114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195312010114901090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We roll on the very rocks the wheels were invented...&lt;br /&gt;Wheels... hot wheels...!&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/8537108832925164528-6015664738536652908?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6015664738536652908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=6015664738536652908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/6015664738536652908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/6015664738536652908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/05/invention-of-wheel.html' title='The invention of the wheel!'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBlxEEw4JEI/AAAAAAAAADk/WOVTwIpFV5E/s72-c/DSC00112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-8090499911638390374</id><published>2008-04-30T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T23:58:19.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME</title><content type='html'>15 RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME&lt;br /&gt;tagged by Suze...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES : Each player of this game starts off with 15 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 15 weird habits/things/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names. No tag backs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have nothing to say yet a lot to say!&lt;br /&gt;2. Do I contradict myself? Very well I contradict myself...&lt;br /&gt;3. I have not tasted most of the cheeses i put out here. Uh.. Lois, I guess brie must be really good eh? lol&lt;br /&gt;4. I love Quarter Pounder&lt;br /&gt;5. I breathe air =D&lt;br /&gt;6. I don't like most of Israel's actions...&lt;br /&gt;7. I have an alien pet plushie&lt;br /&gt;8. I have hiperhidrosis (Sweaty palms)&lt;br /&gt;9. I stopped being a Coke addict. (If I can do it, YOU can too)&lt;br /&gt;10.I interpret dreams.&lt;br /&gt;11.I don't play DOTA. ( I just don't, don't ask why...)&lt;br /&gt;12.I hate people who oppose me with no valid reason. &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;13.I had always wanted to go to space.&lt;br /&gt;14.I know Africa is a continent! (I'm smarter than YOU!)&lt;br /&gt;15.When I was small I wanted to be the leader of the world, at that time, I believed the leader of the world was Bill Clinton. (Insights into my ambitions anybody?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-8090499911638390374?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8090499911638390374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=8090499911638390374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/8090499911638390374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/8090499911638390374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/15-random-things-about-me.html' title='15 RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-6954240805259569992</id><published>2008-04-30T17:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T20:55:16.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My planet is better than yours...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBhrjUw4JDI/AAAAAAAAADc/FiV18VK-XtM/s1600-h/planet-earth-4pclrg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBhrjUw4JDI/AAAAAAAAADc/FiV18VK-XtM/s200/planet-earth-4pclrg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195020424785175602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the day to pass up our CCA's WOOOHOOO! Burden lost, ship goes full speed ahead!&lt;br /&gt;Ok so now 3 more CCA's to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To reward the class, Mr. K allowed us to watch Planet Earth, From pole to pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we watched the sun travel from the north pole to the south pole, the whole class was speechless, utterly amazed... how beautiful our world is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for our planet, Its simply amazing, everyday I look at the sky, Its different, never a day the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Happy Labour day! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-6954240805259569992?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6954240805259569992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=6954240805259569992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/6954240805259569992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/6954240805259569992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-planet-is-better-than-yours.html' title='My planet is better than yours...'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBhrjUw4JDI/AAAAAAAAADc/FiV18VK-XtM/s72-c/planet-earth-4pclrg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-963363644183275768</id><published>2008-04-29T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:33:32.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lion of Judah Pt.1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBcjnUw4JCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EAdzvCvTox0/s1600-h/israel_flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBcjnUw4JCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EAdzvCvTox0/s200/israel_flag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194659853690741794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enrolled myself into a hectic week last week lol, I'm so sorry my blog fell into a state of neglect.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so what happened last week? What caused us to live in utter boredom with no updates to read? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... Ok... Last week I joined the Taylors Model United Nations conference-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Model United Nations? What the heck is that?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh... its a student version of the United Nations, my dear impatient readers.  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Wha-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We basically had a mock General Assembly that discussed various current world issues discussed in the current UN General Assembly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When registering last Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;Board mem.: What country would u like to represent?&lt;br /&gt;Me: China!&lt;br /&gt;Board mem.: Sorry taken!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uh... Occupied Palestinian Territory?&lt;br /&gt;Board mem.: Uh... I'm sorry but that country is not included, here have a look at the list.&lt;br /&gt;(Looks at list)&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Madagascar... Morocco... Monaco... Malaysia...* YEESH... Mud...!&lt;br /&gt;(All the bigger nations were taken except for...)&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'll take ISRAEL if thats available hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What IN Enstine's Relative World was I getting myself into!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So poof, poop and pood, I was the Delegate of Israel now, and for 3 days I'll be Kosher!(Jewish version of halal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.... so the real event starts here, end of Pt 1:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-963363644183275768?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/963363644183275768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=963363644183275768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/963363644183275768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/963363644183275768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/lion-of-judah-pt1.html' title='Lion of Judah Pt.1'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBcjnUw4JCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EAdzvCvTox0/s72-c/israel_flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-4013524600369980825</id><published>2008-04-29T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:31:35.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lion of Judah Pt.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBcjFUw4JBI/AAAAAAAAADI/HQ4KO5tvo6g/s1600-h/Hugo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBcjFUw4JBI/AAAAAAAAADI/HQ4KO5tvo6g/s200/Hugo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194659269575189522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1...&lt;br /&gt;Opening speech by me, heard some *WAH...* (shocking disbelieve) from the chair during my passionate speech.&lt;br /&gt;-You see, my speech was very emo and was about Iran Nuke Issue&lt;br /&gt;Resolution drafting... left this out... I didn't know how to draft one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2...&lt;br /&gt;Debates!&lt;br /&gt;1. Iran Nuclear Security, Resolution by World Nuclear Association (only NGO represented)&lt;br /&gt;-Muddled up, all muddled up, we were supposed to be talking about security not about nuclear power generation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote: Failed with overwhelming majority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*YER VICTORY FOR ISRAEL!*&lt;br /&gt;Feelings of victory and yet remorse, they must have felt like that after defeating the Arabs in 1948. We have wasted too much time on a crappy resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Reconciliation and restoration of Zimbabwe, by USA&lt;br /&gt;The dudes from the states was great but he missed out on the reconciliation part, =D&lt;br /&gt;Israel, took up the against side ALONE.  Very Israeli like...&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I pushed for an Amendment, an additional clause to call for the immediate release of the 2008 Zimbabwe G. elections results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote: Passed with overwhelming majority. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best resolution in the whole conference to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3...&lt;br /&gt;3. Role of diamonds in conflicts&lt;br /&gt;This resolution was totally shortsighted, it focused mainly and only on Africa, added with a lot of junk clauses about social infrastructure(we are talking about diamonds here miss...) too long at 17 clauses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, it was a lone Vendetta... Me Vs. The Hall&lt;br /&gt;*Thx Sofia and Ni Juin for coming and see me speak*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hungry as it was before lunch and I didn't do my speech very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote: Passed with overwhelming majority, only 1 against, Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Drug trafficking in role of financing terrorism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat this one out, too tired and hungry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote: Failed, I abstained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-LUNCH-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plenerary Session (Session where GA1+GA2* were combined and passed resolution debated again)&lt;br /&gt;*GA1: Political Issues   GA2: Social Issues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Role of Diamonds in conflict&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmhhhmmm... hehe... this time, I was confident, I couldn't sit still waiting for all the FOR speeches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My finest hour begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Israel you have been granted the right to the floor*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I gave the same speech as I did earlier that day, This time, I spoke with aggression and passion, so much hot air was created around me, the chair had a hard time controlling the floor, ppl laughed when I ridiculed the resolution being biased and based only on Africa...&lt;br /&gt;And clapped everytime I gave a good point. I drove the chair crazy, the hall was going to explode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke like Hugo Chavez, many minds were changed others, hardened, but what did I care, I am after all Israel, the nation which may go against all UN resolutions and International laws. Israel was a man with a gun, and so I was... for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote: Passed again but with a very slim majority this time.(I concluded that ppl did not know that diamonds were also found outside Africa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way I spoke, unintentionally proved Mr.K's lesson on plays, Actors way of acting played an important role in making the play a success. All the hot air... If only it was permanent... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*So u see I lost my weekend and Im dead busy with my CCA's and work till next time Toda Raba!  (Thank You Very Much in Hebrew)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-4013524600369980825?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4013524600369980825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=4013524600369980825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/4013524600369980825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/4013524600369980825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/part-2-day-1.html' title='Lion of Judah Pt.2'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SBcjFUw4JBI/AAAAAAAAADI/HQ4KO5tvo6g/s72-c/Hugo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-3198355529296507209</id><published>2008-04-19T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T23:07:48.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheese of the week Pt.3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SAoJvZLpY0I/AAAAAAAAACw/KX7xR4R735Q/s1600-h/799px-Brie_de_Meaux_close.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SAoJvZLpY0I/AAAAAAAAACw/KX7xR4R735Q/s200/799px-Brie_de_Meaux_close.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190972230316155714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Next week would be a though week again for me, so i'm sorry if i don't have much to post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;This wee, we look at brie, a cheese I have never tasted before but still, it sounds tasty =9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brie&lt;/b&gt; is a soft, cows' cheese named after Brie, the French province in which it originated (roughly corresponding to the modern &lt;i&gt;département&lt;/i&gt; of Seine-et-Marne). It is pale in colour with a slight greyish tinge under crusty white mould; very soft and savoury with a hint of ammonia. The white mouldy rind is edible, and is not intended to be separated from the cheese during consumption.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The region in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;France&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; that gave its name to this cheese (&lt;i&gt;Brie&lt;/i&gt;) is, in the French language, feminine: &lt;i&gt;La Brie&lt;/i&gt;, but French products take the gender of their general category; in this case cheese (&lt;i&gt;Le fromage&lt;/i&gt;) is masculine, and so Brie is also masculine, &lt;i&gt;Le Brie&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;According to legend, during the 8th century, Charlemagne had his first taste of Brie cheese, and immediately fell in love with it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-3198355529296507209?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/3198355529296507209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=3198355529296507209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/3198355529296507209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/3198355529296507209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/cheese-of-week-pt3.html' title='Cheese of the week Pt.3'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SAoJvZLpY0I/AAAAAAAAACw/KX7xR4R735Q/s72-c/799px-Brie_de_Meaux_close.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-4427971369462064251</id><published>2008-04-15T16:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T16:47:54.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SARq76-BCqI/AAAAAAAAACo/6sC3pQQC1xs/s1600-h/IMG_3869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SARq76-BCqI/AAAAAAAAACo/6sC3pQQC1xs/s200/IMG_3869.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189390248311851682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well so hello everybody, this week is Earth Week as we run up to Earth Day, which is on April 22nd. So hey everybody, start doing something to give back what we took from the Earth. This is our only home, our only Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my plan for the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No "Ta Pau" (take away) in polystyrene containers.&lt;br /&gt;2. Use the recycling bins.&lt;br /&gt;3. MAKE ROOMMATE USE LESS WATER IN BATHROOM.&lt;br /&gt;4. Jaga my basil plant better =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I am going to do my part, so what are you going to do to make this world a better place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other non-effort obligations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie: "The inconvenient truth" in class.&lt;br /&gt;Assignment: Climate change.&lt;br /&gt;Online Discussion: "The inconvenient truth".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class rocks... yours stink.... Xd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-4427971369462064251?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4427971369462064251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=4427971369462064251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/4427971369462064251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/4427971369462064251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/earth-week.html' title='Earth Week!'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SARq76-BCqI/AAAAAAAAACo/6sC3pQQC1xs/s72-c/IMG_3869.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-284802724595279140</id><published>2008-04-14T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T17:09:56.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From a child's eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"  lang="EN-US"&gt;This poem was nominated by the United Nations as the best poem of 2006. It was written by an African child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-US"&gt;When I born, I black&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up, I black&lt;br /&gt;When I go in Sun, I black&lt;br /&gt;When I scared, I black&lt;br /&gt;When I sick, I black&lt;br /&gt;And when I die, I still black&lt;br /&gt;And you white fellow&lt;br /&gt;When you born, you pink&lt;br /&gt;When you grow up,you white&lt;br /&gt;When you go in sun, you red&lt;br /&gt;When you cold, you blue&lt;br /&gt;When you scared, you yellow&lt;br /&gt;When you sick, you green&lt;br /&gt;And when you die, you gray&lt;br /&gt;And you calling me colored??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-284802724595279140?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/284802724595279140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=284802724595279140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/284802724595279140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/284802724595279140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/from-childs-eyes.html' title='From a child&apos;s eyes'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-55098083742407150</id><published>2008-04-12T19:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:14:51.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chronicles of "Subang Park" Pt. 1</title><content type='html'>Today, Mrs. Tan my Advance Functions lecturer, held a small picnic for her mentees and some of her students from her class which included ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already late preparing my contribution to the picnic (Bruschetta), I rushed down to Subang Park with a steady pace with little time to absorb and enjoy the beautiful Saturday morning. I tell you, it was the best weather in a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passing Sheraton, I wasn't sure about the directions to the park. Thank God I met a friendly man who helped me get my bearings right. *Phew* I hate to be lost what more at this very late moment. =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a short breath when I reached the park then, someone honked me and hollered out to me.&lt;br /&gt;*Blur... Blur...*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, hey! (It was Eng Seng)&lt;br /&gt;Eng Seng: Wanna ride?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sure why not.&lt;br /&gt;Eng Seng: Get in then.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (You bet!) =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So riding in Eng Seng's moms car with him, we went a short distance until we hit some traffic in the park's roads. We opt to walk to the park now which was not more than 50m away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I Eng Seng, do you see them?&lt;br /&gt;Uh... nope =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Teet Teet* (Sofia the redhead calling)&lt;br /&gt;Sofia: Hey Alex, where are you? I can't find Mrs. Tan and I have been walking around twice already. People are looking at me with that "you don't belong here" look because I am carrying a handbag and all."&lt;br /&gt;Me : Uh... I haven't found Mrs. Tan yet too, where are you?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia: I am at the main area near the tennis courts.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok, I am with Eng Seng, we will go look at the other end of the park.&lt;br /&gt;*click*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 min later, we were still wandering about but we decided to meet now, Eng Seng's nasi lemak was waiting to be eaten. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*calls sofia again*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia: I am near the Frangiepanie trees.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What the HECK is Frenchiepanie? (A french tree?)&lt;br /&gt;Sofia: You know Frangiepanie? (hmm... NO!)&lt;br /&gt;Me: It has flowers right, what color are they?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia: White, they have white flowers.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok, be there, just stay put for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;*click*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SACvJPMbxkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/c6r4ILtG5PI/s1600-h/IMG_3867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 151px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SACvJPMbxkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/c6r4ILtG5PI/s200/IMG_3867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188339343963178562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red hair day! Ken and Sofia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-55098083742407150?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/55098083742407150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=55098083742407150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/55098083742407150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/55098083742407150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/chronicles-of-subang-park-pt-1_12.html' title='The Chronicles of &quot;Subang Park&quot; Pt. 1'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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://bp1.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SACvJPMbxkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/c6r4ILtG5PI/s72-c/IMG_3867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-3300017664844489651</id><published>2008-04-12T19:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T21:03:10.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chronicles of "Subang Park" Pt. 2</title><content type='html'>Walking towards the Frenchie trees, we passed two boys fantastically enjoying taking photos with their cameras and a couple of other joggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the end of the park, I could see somebody with red hair waving frantically at us.&lt;br /&gt;It took me 5 seconds to make out who that girl was and why was she waving frantically towards us. LOL 5 full seconds... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, it's Ken! (Yet another redhead, this one, original hair color)&lt;br /&gt;So we stood there wasting 5 minutes on what to do...&lt;br /&gt;Then, we broke into 2 teams to try to cover a larger area.(the park's probably a hundred acres large...)  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofia: Should I call Mr. Tan to ask about Mrs. Tan (Mr. Tan is not related to Mrs. Tan, Mr.T teaches Physics, Mrs.T teaches Adv. Func.)&lt;br /&gt;Me: You can try...&lt;br /&gt;Sofia: Ok, I'll call. ( I personally wouldn't have the courage too) =D&lt;br /&gt;*in call*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However the call was fruitless, Mr. Tan did not know Mrs. Tan... =\&lt;br /&gt;Desperate... I keep pushing Sofia to try the back end of the park again as that is the most hidden place around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofia: But I went round there twice alredy...&lt;br /&gt;Me: So have I, but I haven't covered the very back end yet.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia: Hmm... Ok, lets give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up the back end, we saw a group of people sitting on the floor presumably having a picnic.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia: Nah it can't be them can it?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Looks like Mrs. Tan's back to me. (Always see her back in class) =P&lt;br /&gt;Sofia: *ICPU!* (Discreet shout)&lt;br /&gt;Me: What!? What's that for.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia: *giggle* what else should I say?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (ignores last reply) IT IS MRS. TAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thank goodness we found you Mrs. Tan!&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Tan: Where were you guys...&lt;br /&gt;Sofia: *Chuckles* I went round twice.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the conversation and ran down the hill to call Eng Seng and Ken.&lt;br /&gt;Halfway down the hill (slope), I realized that I had no way of contacting them (no HP) and I had no idea where those guys were, Thank God, and the Angels that Ken had red hair and was wearing somekind of "lime green" boxers... XD Now, how hard is it not to spot him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon we were all at the small platform, munching away... hungry from the lengthy search. The picnic was pretty pleasant from here except for Sofia who kept shouting *Mr. Tan* at every jogger that passed. =\ She wanted to know who Mrs. Tan husband was after Mrs. Tan made a mistake of telling her that Mr. Tan was in the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, another Saturday to remember...&lt;br /&gt;You guys who didn't come missed everything! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SACyMvMbxnI/AAAAAAAAACQ/7gVgIP8yj6I/s1600-h/IMG_3863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SACyMvMbxnI/AAAAAAAAACQ/7gVgIP8yj6I/s400/IMG_3863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188342702627604082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group shot with "red heads" on the left and&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Tan in the center with her mentees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-3300017664844489651?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/3300017664844489651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=3300017664844489651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/3300017664844489651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/3300017664844489651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/chronicles-of-subang-park-pt-2.html' title='The Chronicles of &quot;Subang Park&quot; Pt. 2'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SACyMvMbxnI/AAAAAAAAACQ/7gVgIP8yj6I/s72-c/IMG_3863.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-4454449449849488427</id><published>2008-04-12T17:57:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T18:25:30.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheese of the week Pt. 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;This week, I shall introduce the hard stinking Parmesan cheese, hard and creamy looking, Parmesan cheese can easily be mistaken for a bar of soap if not fot its give away stench.&lt;br /&gt;Well, have fun reading about this good ol' stinker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parmesan Cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SACLkvMbxgI/AAAAAAAAABY/hNOVGjZ3cgM/s1600-h/cheese_34_bg_052406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SACLkvMbxgI/AAAAAAAAABY/hNOVGjZ3cgM/s200/cheese_34_bg_052406.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188300233990981122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[PAHR-muh-zahn]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This hard, dry cheese is made from skimmed or partially skimmed cow's milk. It has a hard, pale-golden rind and a straw-colored interior with a rich, sharp flavor. There are Parmesan cheeses made in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Argentina&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Australia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;United  States&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, but none compares with &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;'s preeminent &lt;b&gt;Parmigiano-Reggiano&lt;/b&gt;, with its granular texture that melts in the mouth. Whereas the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;U.S.&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; renditions are aged 14 months, Parmigiano-Reggianos are more often aged 2 years. Those labeled &lt;i&gt;stravecchio&lt;/i&gt; have been aged 3 years, while &lt;i&gt;stravecchiones &lt;/i&gt;are 4 years old. Their complex flavor and extremely granular texture are a result of the long aging. The words Parmigiano-Reggiano stenciled on the rind mean that the cheese was produced in the areas of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Bologna&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Mantua&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Modena&lt;/st1:city&gt; or &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Parma&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; (from which the name of this cheese originated). Parmesans are primarily used for grating and in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; are termed grana, meaning "grain" and referring to their granular textures. Pregrated Parmesan is available but doesn't compare with freshly grated. Both domestic and imported Parmesans are available in specialty cheese stores, Italian markets and many supermarkets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-4454449449849488427?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4454449449849488427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=4454449449849488427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/4454449449849488427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/4454449449849488427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/cheese-of-week-pt-2.html' title='Cheese of the week Pt. 2'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SACLkvMbxgI/AAAAAAAAABY/hNOVGjZ3cgM/s72-c/cheese_34_bg_052406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-6904223234968783809</id><published>2008-04-11T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T17:48:25.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clothing problems</title><content type='html'>Today I overheard a telephone conversation:&lt;br /&gt;Girl on phone: "You better buy me $500-$600 worth of clothes, I have no clothes to wear to collage every day." (Angry tone...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could only wonder who was on the other end of the line... her mom? her dad? her boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;And she looked like she had some pretty good clothes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What culture has this world brought for us...&lt;br /&gt;Or, what culture have we created for this world...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-6904223234968783809?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6904223234968783809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=6904223234968783809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/6904223234968783809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/6904223234968783809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/clothing-problems.html' title='Clothing problems'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-7179469305286527140</id><published>2008-04-11T16:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T18:14:33.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food for thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/R_85L_MbxeI/AAAAAAAAABI/AF9fVM2eUCc/s1600-h/IMG_3836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/R_85L_MbxeI/AAAAAAAAABI/AF9fVM2eUCc/s200/IMG_3836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187928173859030498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There this one stall, by Asia Cafe (truly Asian!!).&lt;br /&gt;It is said that the stall sells great "Yau Char Guai", some kind of fried dough...(fried pretzels!) =D&lt;br /&gt;Living is SS15 long enough, I know this place so well I could tell where I am with my eyes close. (ceh...) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky "the overly bubbly girl" (Classmate) was writing an article on great food around ss15, she wanted to know what was my daily diet was. She wanted to know the best places to eat around. (You serious!? You'd ask a thin boy of all ppl!?) XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we met at "Truly" Asia Cafe and the first stall I told her about was... the not so famous great "Yau Char Guai" stall, just a few steps away. I personally have never tasted anything from that stall before but I told her it was good anyways.(Lab rat) =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*few minutes later*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky: Nah, *small thud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Why you buy two? (Manglish)&lt;br /&gt;Becky: For you lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Oh, nvm lah, you eat lah, I am alredy eating my rice. (Manglish again, sorry folks)&lt;br /&gt;Becky: *throws one "fried pretzel" on my Indian curry rice* =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: HEY! WHY YOU SPOIL MY MEAL!?&lt;br /&gt;Becky: I don't care, I buy already now you must eat. See your size...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: =(&lt;br /&gt;*munch munch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Hmm... not bad... very special, I have never tasted "Yau Char Guai" like that before, Crispy, very Crispy on the outside but soft and fluffy on the inside. WOW!&lt;br /&gt;*Daydreams and enjoys my "fried pretzel" like a kid*&lt;br /&gt;Becky: So good or not!?&lt;br /&gt;*pop...*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah yeah... very nice... Blah Blah... nice nice all nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After badminton, I craved for a snack. Secretly munching on my "fried dough" I heard my name being called.... Ceh... Suzanne(HOI), in her car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suzanne: Where did you get the "Yau Char Guai" from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: That stall over there (Yonder)&lt;br /&gt;Suzanne: Is it that famous stall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah Yeah, Its really good!&lt;br /&gt;Suzanne: =(    (regrets she's driving)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suzanne: How you know about the stall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: I live so near how would i not know? =P&lt;br /&gt;Suzanne: I read about it in a book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah the "Malaysian Street Foods" book right?&lt;br /&gt;Suzanne: Eh, how you know?&lt;br /&gt;(I know about it as it won some prestigious food book price...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: I'm an Ipoh boy lah, how can I dunno? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I had planned to take the photos for the yearbook article. The weather was good but humidity was insane, probably around 200%. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The uncle at the stall, was an employed foreigner. He had worked there for years, and he said that the "Yau Char Guai" had been fried for over an hour now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after a couple of photos I bought two "Yau Char Guai", hmm mmm.... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it was too humid, the "Fried Dough" was soft and cold, after the rain... So, maybe next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-7179469305286527140?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7179469305286527140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=7179469305286527140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/7179469305286527140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/7179469305286527140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/food-for-thought.html' title='Food for thought'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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://bp3.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/R_85L_MbxeI/AAAAAAAAABI/AF9fVM2eUCc/s72-c/IMG_3836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-272096885165135275</id><published>2008-04-10T19:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T21:19:06.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch me for a week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SAC2VfMbxpI/AAAAAAAAACg/uUTSz4PDJFs/s1600-h/IMG_3870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SAC2VfMbxpI/AAAAAAAAACg/uUTSz4PDJFs/s200/IMG_3870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188347250997970578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our watches keep us in check, our lives in order. Watches keep us from working overtime and keeping us from getting enough sleep. &gt;=( But still, most of us can't live without watches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last week at the very last moment before the start of a new busy week, my watch died. It died at around 4.15pm Frantically, I searched for a watch shop in town, systematically combing every row of shops that I knew existed. I had lost all sense of time by now and it was around 6 I figured from the Sun. (Yeah... the sun, it was setting fast) =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week began here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sis called, (Not the exact conversation, modified a bit)&lt;br /&gt;Sis: "I am coming at 7 to drop your camera!".&lt;br /&gt;(Oh no! What time was it now? grr my watch...)&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Ok, I would like to go for dinner too if thats fine with you."&lt;br /&gt;Sis: "Sure, done, I'll be on my way."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "One more thing, my watch died, can we go and get it fixed?"&lt;br /&gt;Sis: "uhmm... ok sure we'll go to Subang Parade with my bf."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Ok, be down by 7. Bye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... 7pm... it was 6.15 now from my clock, I got ready and waited... waited... grr... my watch... (the time now was only 6.35 and I didn't realize it until I had a look at the clock)&lt;br /&gt;So I took of my shoes and sat down on the couch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tick Tick Tick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7pm, dinner, after dinner, we went found a watch shop and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry, we don't fix &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;YOUR KIND&lt;/span&gt; of watches here, they will lose its water resistance if we fix it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wha... What? Why not... whats so special about my watch? I really shouldn't have bought a G Shock watch... (stupid expensive bulkheads...) &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No watches can withstand my superly abusive lifestyle, I run, I jump, I fly, I freeze, I burn, I drown, I... I... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DESTROY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My previous watch however, stood up to my ultimate test of abuse, it stood as my trusty companion for 6 years... 6 years is long enough with the kind of treatment i give them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of day 1, no solution, let sis have watch to be fixed, week begins here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Day 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urggh no watch...&lt;br /&gt;*Late for class*&lt;br /&gt;*Fooling around in Physics class.*&lt;br /&gt;hmm... whats this?&lt;br /&gt;HEY! My T-84 calculator has a clock! Really... smart engineers!&lt;br /&gt;*Set clock, 17/03/01 6.43am*&lt;br /&gt;*urggh... what time is it now? looks at handphone for time*&lt;br /&gt;*ok set*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of physics class, finally aware of the time, I dreamed that particle accelerators could accelerate time too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Day 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hey the calculator is really handy in maths class =)*&lt;br /&gt;*I can now pretend to calculate while looking at the time without showing any signs of boredom =p*&lt;br /&gt;*CALCULATE!... click click click *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still exploring my new found companion, I named my calculator "Termite" after Terminator who came to save the world from the future... (smart engineers of the future) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presentation today, but totally fell short of minimum time requirements... (grr watch...)&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I did prepare some extra time wasters. =D (Always have Plan B.... and then Plan C)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Day 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late again for Physics =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No handphones allowed in World issues and English 4C classes... Thank god for Termite the time keeping calculator. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recived message, "Your watch has been repaired."&lt;br /&gt;Great! well now i can have it back!&lt;br /&gt;2nd line read "Not free today, drop it to you another day"&lt;br /&gt;Aww.... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Day 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, time wasn't really important. I was occupied for the most part of the day with work... working overtime pass the limit...(grr... watch...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6.20pm, I received a message, "Drop your watch at 7.30"&lt;br /&gt;Finally... light at the end of the tunnel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 7.30pm exactly according to my newly resurrected watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-now, it is 9.13pm and my watch is sitting on my bed, left out to rest after its recent resurrection. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tomorrow would not be an easy day for it, it better rest for now!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. this week I have seen enough videos on violence and killing... such loss of humanity, I feel a bit depressed but I am fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is like an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty."&lt;/span&gt;  - Mahatma Gandhi&lt;p:colorscheme colors="#ffffff,#000000,#808080,#000000,#bbe0e3,#333399,#009999,#99cc00"&gt;&lt;/p:colorscheme&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-272096885165135275?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/272096885165135275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=272096885165135275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/272096885165135275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/272096885165135275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/watch-me-for-week.html' title='Watch me for a week'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/SAC2VfMbxpI/AAAAAAAAACg/uUTSz4PDJFs/s72-c/IMG_3870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-8004214631448344438</id><published>2008-04-04T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T22:09:14.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview Session... Ahem!</title><content type='html'>As most of you would have known, I am have applied for the JPA scholarship.  JPA scholarship is from the government and yeah there is a quota. Now now, you rich bums out there on FAMA (Father &amp;amp; Mother Scholarship), I have utter immovable faith in our Government ok? LOL, no you don't believe me? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today was the interview, the all important one so here is my account of how it went:&lt;br /&gt;...Briefing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(we were told politely to answer in Bahasa if we were asked a question in Bahasa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ok 1st question,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Sila memperkenalkan diri anda. Ya, mula daripada kamu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Please start by introducing yourselfs, YES YOU THERE GET MOVING!!!)&lt;br /&gt;[hehe, bahasa illiterates....]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victim no.1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Blah.... Blah.... Family story.... Blah Blah...11a1... (my brain wanders off....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victim no.2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Blah... Blah... More stories about his life... 20a1...(or was it? Oh, nvm I was trying not to panic now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victim no.3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Blah... Blah, (no recollection on this guy, I was next and I was hyperventilating like spongebob by now =/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victim Jiro Jiro chiven (me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Nama Saya....Blah... Blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-CUT-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-Apatu 'hiperhidrosis'?-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tangan saya selalu berpeluh eksesif... tak boleh diubati... Bolehlah kata cacat sikit LOL ... =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Question 2 (HIGH SCORE advance to Stage 2! lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"What do you think about the recent change during the General Elections? Is it a indicator of better democracy or are the people just disgruntled at the gov.?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victim 1&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Politic Indonesia!!!( he has origins there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;CUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sila terbang balik kat malaysia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victim 2&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;-PANIC!!!!!!!-&lt;br /&gt;-No answer- =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victim 3&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;DAP! DAP! DAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-Hey there were other parties involved too you know...-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-So, how many states did opposition win (since you love opp. parties so much[hehe]) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh... no idea =0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-What do you mean no idea? This is your country affairs you know?-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-Name me 3 states that were lost to opposition.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh... Perak, Penang, melaka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-MELAKA!?-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*shakes head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Mr. Politik:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-So, Alex you wanted to be a politician don't you? So tell us your views...-&lt;br /&gt;(Cheese, picked this question specially for me? Yum...Yum...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally think it was due to general dissatisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-Why?-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the Hindraf issue... cannot use Allah to call God(WT* who controls what we can call the Almighty?)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OK, here is when i added in a personal touch)&lt;br /&gt;I heard PAS say that even in the Mid. East you can use Allah, no prob.&lt;br /&gt;(It was better, I can't recall my words exactly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Next Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Technology is a double edged sword. Explain your views.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victim 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Blah... Blah...&lt;br /&gt;Luddites...&lt;br /&gt;Good, even air cond... lights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victim 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;-TOTALLY PANICKED-&lt;br /&gt;-PASS...-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victim 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Something about computers...&lt;br /&gt;Good Good Good... Tech is good 4 ur mind, body and soul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-Hey, what about pornography?-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good outweighs bad... ect... ect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME (The Angel!):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Good if used responsibly.&lt;br /&gt;For example, the aircond is bad if we use it inefficiently. CFC pollutes, Over consumption of energy also causes pollution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-Smiles and nods-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(GREAT, AGREEMENT IS GOOD!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So Bonus Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Name the International Trade Minister:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not have an answer, Victim 1 answered... (memorizer robot! teet* teet*) =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is complete, that was my interview on my account. Overall I never felt overly nervous, just a bit, but after that I felt great. Not that bad overall, I am Alex and I can make things out of thin air (if God permits me) LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for your help and support, whatever the outcome it is fine. Me being here alone is God's plan for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Updates on cheese will be weekly LOL stay calm, cheddar is on the way. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-8004214631448344438?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8004214631448344438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=8004214631448344438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/8004214631448344438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/8004214631448344438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/interview-session-ahem.html' title='Interview Session... Ahem!'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-7120729330628099381</id><published>2008-04-01T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T18:16:15.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheese of the week pt. 1</title><content type='html'>From today onwards I would like to introduce a type of cheese a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, hmm, i'll pick Cottage Cheese!&lt;br /&gt;Yes Cottage cheese, one of the olderst and most common type of cheese(yeah yeah, its not cedar but this is more popular on the whole)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is Cottage Cheese (Thanks Wikipedia =P):&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah the pic looks like some kinda snow mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/R_JNFXPP_TI/AAAAAAAAAA0/OVDP_aEYCeE/s1600-h/cottagecheese1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/R_JNFXPP_TI/AAAAAAAAAA0/OVDP_aEYCeE/s200/cottagecheese1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184290875589524786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cottage cheese&lt;/b&gt; is a cheese curd product with a mild flavor. It is drained, but not pressed so some whey remains. The curd is usually washed to remove acidity giving &lt;i&gt;sweet curd&lt;/i&gt; cheese. It is not aged or colored. Different styles of cottage cheese are made from milks with different fat levels and in small curd or large curd preparations. Cottage cheese which is pressed becomes hoop cheese, farmer cheese, pot cheese or queso blanco.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It is also eaten in salads, with fruit, with fruit puree - such as peach, raspberry, blueberry, pineapple, or strawberry - or as an ingredient in recipes like jello salad and various desserts. Also, it can be used to replace grated cheese or ricotta cheese in most recipes (such as Lasagna). It is popular among dieters and some health food devotees. Cottage cheese is a favorite food among bodybuilders for its high content of casein protein while being relatively low in fat.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The term "cottage cheese" is believed to have originated because the simple cheese was usually made in cottages from any milk leftover after making butter. The term was first used in 1848.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-7120729330628099381?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7120729330628099381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=7120729330628099381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/7120729330628099381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/7120729330628099381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/cheese-of-day-pt-1.html' title='Cheese of the week pt. 1'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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://bp0.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/R_JNFXPP_TI/AAAAAAAAAA0/OVDP_aEYCeE/s72-c/cottagecheese1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-4045850459515740572</id><published>2008-04-01T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T22:44:14.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Without Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/R_JKBXPP_SI/AAAAAAAAAAs/P2AAxyraYaY/s1600-h/DSC00074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/R_JKBXPP_SI/AAAAAAAAAAs/P2AAxyraYaY/s200/DSC00074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184287508335164706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a week ago, it was raining nearly every day, It was... I could say, a rainy streak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain...rain...rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so sick of it, I started to curse Global Warming but uh... well I couldn't do much (I'm a green guy, I walk to collage everyday =P), so I kept playing the song "A Day Without Rain"(Enya) as I looked forward to the end of the rainy season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just last Friday, I rose early in the morning to find the SUN! Oh old friend, how I missed the sun who dries my clothes and make everybody's  day cheerful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had always looked forward to Fridays but this Friday was just extraordinary, It was at the end of the day, one of the best Friday I had ever have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I am wearing clean clothes, lol not like I do not wash my clothes but I am just happy I am wearing clothes that I washed by myself and not sent to the "Dobi".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-4045850459515740572?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4045850459515740572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=4045850459515740572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/4045850459515740572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/4045850459515740572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-without-rain.html' title='A Day Without Rain'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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://bp0.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/R_JKBXPP_SI/AAAAAAAAAAs/P2AAxyraYaY/s72-c/DSC00074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-8774802437013496797</id><published>2008-04-01T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T20:30:54.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Crazy!</title><content type='html'>When the whole world was crazy over the football matches in Europe as the football season was drawing to a close fast, my church was crazy over futsal in Subang. We were in a friendly tourney, a fierce torney with fierce girls and tough boys LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I was elected as Mr Goalie, standing guard in front of the goal post as a meat shield. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey after 2 years, at least I could still kick the ball. I learnt a new talent that day, I could goalkeep (bah lousy meatshield.... =D) I managed saved a ton of balls (and my balls too) thanks to the automatic placing of my limbs all around the goal post like some sorta karate move LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the end of the game, only 4 balls went through my limbs lol. Hey its 4 outa 2mil shots and thats good for a walking skeleton like me ok? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the torney was a star match, a "Girls Only" match, now we really see what these girls are capable of LOL, tigers with no stripes... RARW. They are tough and know no mercy on the field. A quote from Steve Irwin "They might look adorable and assumed to be tame and domesticated but they are just as wild as you can think, however attacks are rare and if they happen, there is often a reason."(There is often a reason...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Another step to gender equality! (in aggression too)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-8774802437013496797?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8774802437013496797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=8774802437013496797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/8774802437013496797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/8774802437013496797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/04/football-crazy.html' title='Football Crazy!'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-8469222275516473942</id><published>2008-03-25T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T23:41:31.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh Noes... I have been tagged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'll try to answer the questions...&lt;br /&gt;Now thanks to Chong Yong you guys get to know me better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Instructions: Remove ONE question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag as many people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged. Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;1. What's your favorite anime at the present time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Doremon, (is Spongebob counted as anime?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;2. Given the chance, what special ability/power would you like to have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Make people conform to my ways and ideas. Faith, Hope and Charity! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;3. If you were to be stranded on a deserted island, who are the 3 blog buddies you would take with you? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hmm... my good friend Josh and Lizamey... the world is too small a world for anyone else. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;4. Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;San Fransisco, no other place better on Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If other than on Earth, I would like to go to Heaven 0=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;5. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Be the greatest father on Earth. Thats enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes, in fact, I do believe that all bad things has to end with something nice. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;7. What is your life's most dearest desire?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Make a change in the world. Make a change...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;8. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'll just give it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Probably not. I'll just turn pink then red then blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Selfless, hardworking, very intelligent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;11. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;God loving, sweet, wacky! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;12. Which type of person do you hate the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;People who like to boast. People who say something unintelligent, I don't hate, just dislike, God forbids me to hate anyone on Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;13. What is your ambition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Be the greatest leader on earth, like King Solomon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;14. If you have fault, would you rather the people around you point out to you or would you rather they keep quiet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If you tell me, I'll probably listen and if I get angry, I would probably apologize later. But don't keep quiet, I would like you to be honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;15. What is your favourite sport?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tennis. Tennis. and running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;16. Are you a shopaholic or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;17. Find a word to describe the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Radical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;18. If you have a chance, which part of your character you would like to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just improve everything, I like the way I am but I would prefer to continue building myself up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;19. Was there something that changed your life tremendously? What was it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes, once I was a bad boy, I threw a chair at a person and after being punished, I made up my mind to be different, be of a different perspective and so I became, and I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;20. Are you involve any boy-girl relationships now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"No comment at the moment. You reporters write whatever you want, I have no comments"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who I would tag&lt;br /&gt;Suze&lt;br /&gt;Josh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-8469222275516473942?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8469222275516473942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=8469222275516473942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/8469222275516473942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/8469222275516473942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-noes.html' title=''/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-5521864295230816492</id><published>2008-03-25T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:35:50.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Friday!</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, I had the most unusual experience, at church, as I wanted to kiss the cross, the cross moved and Jesus kicked me in my forehead! Now... how did that happen? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had planned to have breakfast with my mom at MacDonald's last Friday as I had some coupons. I knew it was Good Friday and was supposed to abstain from meat but the coupons were too much to miss and I was heading back to KL already, hehe... and so after my mom ordered, i told her that it was Good Friday today but we ate anyway because we didn't want to waste any food. Little did I know what the day had in store for me hehe... I guess it will be a long time before I visit MacDonald's again hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-5521864295230816492?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5521864295230816492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=5521864295230816492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/5521864295230816492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/5521864295230816492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/03/bad-friday.html' title='Bad Friday!'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-930965302638591568</id><published>2008-03-10T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T19:04:03.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cake of Wastage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/R9UUNcNCoWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z7WgqTNOQ3c/s1600-h/Movie_poster_the_corporation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/R9UUNcNCoWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z7WgqTNOQ3c/s200/Movie_poster_the_corporation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176065567873999202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as I watched a documentary called "The Corporation", I learned something new about economics. Basically, economics has failed all of us regardless of where we come from or what our current status is. Imagine the earth as a huge gigantic cake, we slowly pinch bit by bit from this cake to satisfy our hunger and glutton desires, however economics is not the best cake house in town, here we are allowed regurgitate the cake and spit out unwanted materials back on the cake for the next person to taste... Now, does that sound familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are they polluting the earth for the sake of profit? Why are the Bangladeshis paid 2 peanuts for a days work? Do they not realize that whatever they exploit will become a tax to be paid by the future generations? We already are paying these taxes from the rates of cancer, quality of water, poverty and war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why oh why? We are rich but we cannot pay back this tax with the useless pieces of paper. Why oh why do we make our children to pay this tax?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-930965302638591568?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/930965302638591568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=930965302638591568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/930965302638591568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/930965302638591568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/03/cake-of-wastage.html' title='A Cake of Wastage'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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://bp2.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/R9UUNcNCoWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z7WgqTNOQ3c/s72-c/Movie_poster_the_corporation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-3697384105643015457</id><published>2008-03-09T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T20:52:56.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation Shock and Awe</title><content type='html'>After following the pathetic politics of Malaysia for the past three months, finally the polls were here and the misery of the Malaysian people was about to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, the as preliminary results raised up from the ends of the earth just like how the sun rose out of the horizon, I went out buy the daily newspaper when I was shocked to see ss15 lay as a ghost town. Never in my life, have I seen ss15 so deserted before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only lifeforms I saw were the foreign workers having their Sunday break and a few pigeons smack in the center of the Carrefour junction having a great time basking in the mornin' sun and enjoying the day's unpolluted air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Malaysians were busy worrying about "violence" that might pop out of the ballot boxes. However, I could not imagine any violence here in ss15 where even the pigeons of could have a peaceful pact with the cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So strolling back on my way home still unable to find an open newspaper stand... I finally decided to make use of the God given internet. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lets see... hmm... uhmm... , lost 5 states... ok, Kit Siang wins in Perak... well,not suprising, lost 2/3 majority... hmm ok, Uh wait! -rewind back to headline- LOST 2/3 MAJORITY?. Wow, how did the opposition achieve that? With the government's "Operation Shock and Awe" featuring all those sexy BN media cheerleaders and corny mottoes like "Only one choice?, Vote for BN"(isn't that dictatorship?), by the government. I read on the internet that the public in certain areas were so desperate that they voted for anything except the government.  Wow...I never thought that people could be so desperate to do so, I wonder how many pencils did these furious voters break in the process. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, for me, the minority public (teenagers) that have no say whatsoever on the country... life goes on as usual, much more secure that tomorrow, the government cannot amend the constitution to prohibit the use of toilet paper to take notes in classes. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-3697384105643015457?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/3697384105643015457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=3697384105643015457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/3697384105643015457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/3697384105643015457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/03/operation-shock-and-awe.html' title='Operation Shock and Awe'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8537108832925164528.post-8025802583541702829</id><published>2008-03-06T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T22:03:07.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Cheese!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/R8_5dpkph0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lPtBlXI7YLI/s1600-h/Swiss-cheese_225w.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/R8_5dpkph0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lPtBlXI7YLI/s320/Swiss-cheese_225w.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174628784643082050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cheese and my brain is cheese... =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are what you eat,&lt;br /&gt;I guess Spongebob must've eaten too many sponges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wacky and funny and this is my first post =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you all know, The Egyptians were the first to invent the toilet paper?&lt;br /&gt;Where would we be without them... Especially the mummies =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8537108832925164528-8025802583541702829?l=wakkokookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8025802583541702829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8537108832925164528&amp;postID=8025802583541702829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/8025802583541702829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8537108832925164528/posts/default/8025802583541702829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkokookies.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-love-cheese.html' title='I Love Cheese!'/><author><name>Alex Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01355578276013247982</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://bp0.blogger.com/_XPg0PYbgyEo/R8_5dpkph0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lPtBlXI7YLI/s72-c/Swiss-cheese_225w.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
