<?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-204714478058838557</id><updated>2011-09-12T20:14:46.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am just sharing..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>136</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-47303800057645492</id><published>2011-07-06T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T08:58:31.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i cook simply because i love to EAT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3SR2-rEIrXc/ThSFKKlNDeI/AAAAAAAAAxA/OtW5zc7OJcg/s1600/DSCN0699.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3SR2-rEIrXc/ThSFKKlNDeI/AAAAAAAAAxA/OtW5zc7OJcg/s400/DSCN0699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626268244178177506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Salmon Fish cooked with random recipe of mine. lol&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, this is just a quick update. Supposedly, I was about to update 'chronologically', about my short trip to Singapore and all, but due to my 'busy-ness' plus 'laziness', so yeah, I will blog about those some other time. Now I just want to share about my dinner that I just HAD. Well, it's merely a small thing, but I successfully cooked a salmon fish (with totally random recipe) up to what I imagined it would have tasted and looked like! Oh my I'm so excited!! And it tasted yummy too, to me at least. So yeah, I will try to cook more dishes next time. I don't love cooking actually, I just love to EAT! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-47303800057645492?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/47303800057645492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=47303800057645492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/47303800057645492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/47303800057645492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-cook-simply-because-i-love-to-eat.html' title='i cook simply because i love to EAT!'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3SR2-rEIrXc/ThSFKKlNDeI/AAAAAAAAAxA/OtW5zc7OJcg/s72-c/DSCN0699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-7447929925339695525</id><published>2011-05-29T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T09:19:43.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Hunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmllZZOBZW8/TeJxxNIhNZI/AAAAAAAAAvg/U_aXMPOWJSo/s1600/DSCN0646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmllZZOBZW8/TeJxxNIhNZI/AAAAAAAAAvg/U_aXMPOWJSo/s400/DSCN0646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612173175809979794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reasons, I am feeling optimistic towards my future life. I kinda feel like everything's gonna be okay by Allah's will. No rush. Enjoy life, I believe life will be good to me. Oh btw, I'll be posting my first step to travelling around the world. The first was Singapore. Stay tuned :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Sincerely, Jai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-7447929925339695525?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/7447929925339695525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=7447929925339695525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7447929925339695525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7447929925339695525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2011/05/job-hunting.html' title='Job Hunting'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmllZZOBZW8/TeJxxNIhNZI/AAAAAAAAAvg/U_aXMPOWJSo/s72-c/DSCN0646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-4096366869716297645</id><published>2011-05-19T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T09:09:48.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in store in the future? We never know..</title><content type='html'>It's been two weeks I guess after my final exams. I just can't believe that I am now kinda unemployed and no more a UBDian! Time sure flies REALLY fast. There was I, just entered UBD, and here I am, about to finish my study in UBD and InsyaAllah will graduate in September. Hmm... Four years feel like only one day. Now, I have to concentrate on finding real jobs, be it public or private sectors, i am indifferent, as long as the job creates a vast opportunity for me to go beyond my 'imaginary' expectation. I will prove to those people how good I am. One day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-4096366869716297645?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/4096366869716297645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=4096366869716297645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/4096366869716297645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/4096366869716297645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2011/05/whats-in-store-in-future-we-never-know.html' title='What&apos;s in store in the future? We never know..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-4866769238094138514</id><published>2010-12-04T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T06:11:58.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPpMF4lsuWI/AAAAAAAAAuo/QdBXWej5Hc0/s1600/diet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPpMF4lsuWI/AAAAAAAAAuo/QdBXWej5Hc0/s400/diet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546829555033749858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know either it's a good thing or a bad thing that I gained 8 Kg for about 6 months. Some of my friends think that's actually incredible, because they can take only about a month to gain 3 kg! Hmmmm.. For the moment, I'm on the verge of my healthy weight range, that is 70 kg. 4 weeks ago, I gained 1 kg. Then a week later, I lost that 1 kg again. Being a man is interesting, isn't it? You lose weight much much easier than a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, I am trying to have a proper diet this holiday. It's just that I paid $120 for 3 months membership, but I only went to the gym less than 10 times in 2 months. So, for my final one month, I'll be working my ass OFF! I feel like I have wasted a lot! And what's more, I need to regain my shape. I couldn't fit myself into my 29' trousers anymore! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my goal is within this one month holiday, I'm going to have myself cut!!!!! Sorta..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-4866769238094138514?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/4866769238094138514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=4866769238094138514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/4866769238094138514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/4866769238094138514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2010/12/diet.html' title='Diet?'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPpMF4lsuWI/AAAAAAAAAuo/QdBXWej5Hc0/s72-c/diet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-5499777857971739964</id><published>2010-12-03T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T08:24:02.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting facts you should know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPkZMuIG3FI/AAAAAAAAAug/Ojz7A5b3a2o/s1600/gtotem_hippopotamus.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPkZMI2VacI/AAAAAAAAAuY/Aeh14ZQDJ_0/s1600/pluto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPkZMI2VacI/AAAAAAAAAuY/Aeh14ZQDJ_0/s400/pluto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546492112407980482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pluto takes 248 earth years to complete one rotation around the sun. Every 20 years, it changes its orbit to avoid colliding with Neptune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A human approximately breathes 23 000 times per 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Everytime you have to move forward, you have to move 54 muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Everyday, the blood in our body travels as far as 180 000 km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Don't be cocky if you could run very real fast. A hippopotamus actually can run faster than most humans! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPkZMuIG3FI/AAAAAAAAAug/Ojz7A5b3a2o/s1600/gtotem_hippopotamus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPkZMuIG3FI/AAAAAAAAAug/Ojz7A5b3a2o/s400/gtotem_hippopotamus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546492122414636114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-5499777857971739964?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/5499777857971739964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=5499777857971739964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/5499777857971739964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/5499777857971739964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2010/12/interesting-facts-you-should-know.html' title='Interesting facts you should know'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPkZMI2VacI/AAAAAAAAAuY/Aeh14ZQDJ_0/s72-c/pluto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-9208164436280052500</id><published>2010-12-03T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T04:39:24.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011.. Busy year?</title><content type='html'>I was called by two of my employers, RingRose Tuition School (RRTS) and a new one, Flying Colors Tuition School (FCTS). They have already set my teaching days next year, and as I expected, I will be teaching from Monday to Friday, in which Monday and Tuesday are for FCTS and from Wednesday to Friday are for RRTS. Actually they were asking me to teach on Saturday and Sunday as well. But hell no! Those two days are for me to take a break! So now, I'm starting to think, how busy would I be next year?? Hopefully I will be able to keep up.. And for 2011, I am also going to apply jobs so that I would be employed as soon as I leave UBD.. Wish me luck..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-9208164436280052500?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/9208164436280052500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=9208164436280052500&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/9208164436280052500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/9208164436280052500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2010/12/2011-busy-year.html' title='2011.. Busy year?'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-6982359666647904656</id><published>2010-12-01T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T06:34:59.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel around Brunei? :o</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPZaeyWBYRI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Dm5miwoE7_k/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPZaeyWBYRI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Dm5miwoE7_k/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545719476110057746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I will ensure that my dream to travel around the world would be granted! AMIN... Now before that, since for now I can't even afford myself to travel around Asia, I started to think, what if, before I travel around the world, I travel around Brunei first?? Well, it may sound boring to some of you, who might say "Brunei?? Errkkhhh" but who cares? For me, It might be a very good experience. I just wanna go from the edge of Belait to the edge of Temburong if possible. Though I am a Bruneian, but do i really know all of the places in Brunei 100%? Honestly, I have never been to Temburong anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This idea was started by two of my friends, Wen and Shimah, who probably share the same dream to explore the world. But since that dream is yet to be achieved, so why not we have a little taste of traveling in our own country first? Maybe it sounds nonsense, but they want to have a taste of 'backpacking' in Brunei itself, spend nights away in rare places in Brunei, visit places that offer serenity, try to do some paddy planting and stuff, recording sunsets and many stuffs. And to tell you the truth, I love that idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPZYWRIPveI/AAAAAAAAAuA/7xfSzamdNhI/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPZYWRIPveI/AAAAAAAAAuA/7xfSzamdNhI/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545717130731699682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I want to do this is because I want to enjoy my last 'life' as a student. I will be (Insya-Allah) graduating next year, so why not?? We however are thinking to have some people to come with us, and maybe we might want to have the KNK members to be interested also. At least, there might be sponsors. Ahahaha. Oh well, i am so going to have it done!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPZYsSCG2NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Ormcch9nRKM/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPZYsSCG2NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Ormcch9nRKM/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545717508931508434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-6982359666647904656?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/6982359666647904656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=6982359666647904656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6982359666647904656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6982359666647904656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2010/12/travel-around-brunei-o.html' title='Travel around Brunei? :o'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPZaeyWBYRI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Dm5miwoE7_k/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-8993821052120215763</id><published>2010-12-01T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T05:54:27.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Several facts you are living with..</title><content type='html'>Okay, before I blog more about my kinda boring life, let's take a break with some interesting facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In 1980, the management of a hospital in Las Vegas, USA, suspended some of their employees' services because they put a bet on how long the selected patients would live before they DIED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPZSgkkkBNI/AAAAAAAAAt4/fL5naa6eRW0/s1600/Hospital%2BOutside%2B-%2BCartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPZSgkkkBNI/AAAAAAAAAt4/fL5naa6eRW0/s400/Hospital%2BOutside%2B-%2BCartoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545710710679667922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In Norway, there is a place named 'Hell'. While in Texas, there is a town named 'ding-dong' and the airport in Calcutta, India was named 'Dum Dum Airport'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In ancient Egypt, the society paid their taxes with honey. While apricot was referred as the 'sun's egg'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is the good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In 1976 in Los Angeles, USA, a secretary named Jannene Swift (maybe she is related to Taylor Swift? lol) was officially married to a 50-pound rock! The wedding ceremony was attended by more than 20 guests. (I don't know what the guests were thinking! Free buffet? Or cake??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More stories to come :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-8993821052120215763?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/8993821052120215763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=8993821052120215763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/8993821052120215763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/8993821052120215763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2010/12/several-facts-you-are-living-with.html' title='Several facts you are living with..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPZSgkkkBNI/AAAAAAAAAt4/fL5naa6eRW0/s72-c/Hospital%2BOutside%2B-%2BCartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-3863114006272522123</id><published>2010-12-01T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T05:33:02.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holi-Holidayyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPZOaXBul_I/AAAAAAAAAtw/o-1Um0s9eb4/s1600/beach-holiday2-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPZOaXBul_I/AAAAAAAAAtw/o-1Um0s9eb4/s400/beach-holiday2-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545706205918173170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it is not an official date for me to declare holiday, since there are still a few exams to go. But as for me, I have finished my entire exams for this semester, which could only mean one thing, THE HOLIDAY HAS STARTEDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!! Oh I am sooo damn glad that I am having a real holiday, which consists of doing my very own things. No tuitions, no assignments, no internship. No everything educational or academic stuffs that is. Now that's what I call a HOLIDAYYYYYYYYY!!! Okay, but still I have to figure out what to do for this one month holiday.. Hmmmmm.. First thing's first, REPAY MY SLEEPING BILLS!!! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-3863114006272522123?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/3863114006272522123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=3863114006272522123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/3863114006272522123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/3863114006272522123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2010/12/holi-holidayyyyyyyyyyyy.html' title='Holi-Holidayyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/TPZOaXBul_I/AAAAAAAAAtw/o-1Um0s9eb4/s72-c/beach-holiday2-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-2793321846276488846</id><published>2010-12-01T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T05:25:13.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resuming blogging.. I guess..</title><content type='html'>Okayyy.. Let's just get started with the summary of what happened this semester.. hmmm practically nothing much.. Ahaha. Let's not rush okay? Afterall, I'm having my holiday. YAYYYYYYY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-2793321846276488846?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/2793321846276488846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=2793321846276488846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2793321846276488846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2793321846276488846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2010/12/resuming-blogging-i-guess.html' title='Resuming blogging.. I guess..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-8880251023477370873</id><published>2010-10-02T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T06:36:31.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated and still going on..</title><content type='html'>OHHHHHH my baddddd... I forgot to post anything during Ramadhan and during Hari Raya.. Well, it's still Syawal, so I would like to say Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri, Maaf Zahir Dan Batin.. And Tahniah kepada semua umat Islam yang berjaya menunaikan ibadat puasa 29 hari.. Actually I feel sad that I did not really fully utilize the days in Ramadhan.. I mean to improve my 'inner side'.. Ya Allah, panjangkan lah umurku dan ahli keluargaku untuk Bulan Ramadhan tahun hadapan. Amin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-8880251023477370873?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/8880251023477370873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=8880251023477370873&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/8880251023477370873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/8880251023477370873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2010/10/belated-and-still-going-on.html' title='Belated and still going on..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-6661292923817230048</id><published>2010-07-14T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T23:51:41.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time to get some rest..</title><content type='html'>As you all know, I am having my four days off starting today till Sunday.. yippieee.. Actually I was thinking to update my blog, but again, lazy-ness attacks me. So, I will update it sometime.. Hehe.. So many things to catch up? Oh hell yeah :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-6661292923817230048?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/6661292923817230048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=6661292923817230048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6661292923817230048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6661292923817230048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-time-to-get-some-rest.html' title='It&apos;s time to get some rest..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-138073906916598431</id><published>2010-07-11T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T12:09:09.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's poppin' dude?</title><content type='html'>Been a while, and I have lots of lots of updates. Many things have happened recently. Life's been good? Well, as usual. There are ups, and there are downs. A normal definition of life that is. I just want to drop by to say hello to everyone, before I update you the story of my life. See you soon :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-138073906916598431?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/138073906916598431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=138073906916598431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/138073906916598431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/138073906916598431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2010/07/whats-poppin-dude.html' title='What&apos;s poppin&apos; dude?'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-3983207045607429363</id><published>2010-04-01T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T09:32:11.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost defeated</title><content type='html'>It was on Monday, I got a flu. The flu attacked me during night after I taught tuition. I was at hostel that I did not have any medicines with me. So, I went to sleep earlier with a hope that the flu would go away the next day. Otherwise happened, the flu got worse and worse and worse!! It was strange, I did not have a fever, everything was normal, except that my nose kept on 'delivering' the mucus out and it was so annoying. My body was so weak, and I couldn't do any works. Consequently, my works delayed and I couldn't focus on a single bit. To be honest, it was one of the terrible flu ever attacked me. I even hardly to sleep. The plans I was about to do, and was supposed to do were not carried out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S7TJ0N1prKI/AAAAAAAAAtg/Th657lfdCwM/s1600/FluMan.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S7TJ0N1prKI/AAAAAAAAAtg/Th657lfdCwM/s400/FluMan.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455206947557584034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To be honest, I am a man with 'systems'. To not keep up with what I planned, I would suck in whatever I do. That's why I felt almost defeated when I got into clueless situation where I was not sure which works were pending and which were not. Today, I recovered 99%. Just a bit sore on my throat, but I am fine. Alhamdulillah, I managed to re-arrange my plans. And today was crazy at my tuition school. New students suddenly registered in and I had to prepare last minutes notes for him. Also, I had to plan for the replacements for a week. I started my class a little bit late. Opps.. Not my fault. Anyways, thank God it's Friday.. I would have a great weekend for sure..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-3983207045607429363?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/3983207045607429363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=3983207045607429363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/3983207045607429363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/3983207045607429363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2010/04/almost-defeated.html' title='Almost defeated'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S7TJ0N1prKI/AAAAAAAAAtg/Th657lfdCwM/s72-c/FluMan.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-5448077842835540946</id><published>2010-03-30T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T07:48:35.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WAP = No Holidays..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S7IPCtsdGvI/AAAAAAAAAtY/6-nMXXR2H2I/s1600/ernst--young-canada-2006-tax-tips-canadian-taxpayers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 126px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S7IPCtsdGvI/AAAAAAAAAtY/6-nMXXR2H2I/s400/ernst--young-canada-2006-tax-tips-canadian-taxpayers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454438637999299314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 17th May, InsyaAllah I will be posted to Ernst&amp;amp;Young Co. under my WAP. I will be there approximately 2 and a half months. When I was informed that I got a placement there, I was not happy because I didn't know about it. I was thinking to change my placement for two reasons. 1st, I didn't feel like I would be interested to work there since I didn't have any idea what that company is all about. 2nd, because I found out that the company's HQ is at KB. I was like... How am I supposed to teach tuition if it is in KB while I teach in Lambak? Then I was about to drop it and change my placement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I did so, I asked some of my 'resourceful' friends' opinions. They, turned out, told me that the company is very good and one of the top 4 accounting firms in Brunei. One of them even told me not to change my placement. After some thoughts, I decided to accept it and quit teaching for 3 months. Then, my other friend told me that the company has a branch in Bandar, and I was like OH GREAT! Now, I am still considering, if I got posted to KB, I will quit teaching for 3 months first. But, if I got posted to Bandar, then I don't have to. I just have to reduce my teaching days. After all, I still need extra income. Hopefully, I will be paid during my WAP, so I will be able to offset my 'lost income' from reducing the teaching days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, talking Ernst&amp;amp;Young Co. I made a research, kinda, about it through Google and stuff and the infos I got about that company are sooooooo 'scary'. I never thought it is one of the leading professional firms in the world. Plus, it actually has published many accounting/reporting books! And also, you also can search for it in Wikipedia! Now I am so worried and nervous if I really got accepted there and after signing the contract.. I know it would be 2 months only, but still, I am afraid that as a renowned company, it has very high expectations on every employee working for it. Every possible thing comes through my head now, like will I be able to work at such a high profile company? Will I ever keep up? Am I good enough? And so on. What makes me more nervous, I will be working there as an attached worker from UBD............alone... Yarabbi.. Help me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-5448077842835540946?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/5448077842835540946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=5448077842835540946&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/5448077842835540946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/5448077842835540946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2010/03/wap-no-holidays.html' title='WAP = No Holidays..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S7IPCtsdGvI/AAAAAAAAAtY/6-nMXXR2H2I/s72-c/ernst--young-canada-2006-tax-tips-canadian-taxpayers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-137838308837661791</id><published>2010-03-30T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T07:23:00.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic days AGAIN...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S7IIsWyJM-I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/WnTdmZN1B98/s1600/advent.hectic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S7IIsWyJM-I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/WnTdmZN1B98/s400/advent.hectic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454431656822256610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now 2 days before April. It's no Aprilfool okay. Not interested. lol. Anyways, this April will be one of my busiest month of all. Things I have to do this month are just too many. Okay, let me just list them out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Submit my essay on Corporate Law on 1st of April (!)&lt;br /&gt;- Submit my Advanced Corporate Reporting on 1st April (!!)&lt;br /&gt;- Presentation on Advanced Corporate Reporting case study on 13th April&lt;br /&gt;- Submit my Management Information System project on 15th April&lt;br /&gt;- Replace the tuition classes&lt;br /&gt;- Prepare the dates on my new tuition classes schedules on May&lt;br /&gt;- Prepare notes for my students, and last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;- Submit a new application for hostel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing is just a damn hindrance to me. Why must the closing date of application is on the damn 1st May???? Around the DAYS which we are going to be superrrrrrrrr busyyyyyyy!!!! So pissed a bit with it..! Huh.. Looking on the situation now, I guess it's time to get started.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-137838308837661791?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/137838308837661791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=137838308837661791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/137838308837661791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/137838308837661791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2010/03/hectic-days-again.html' title='Hectic days AGAIN...'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S7IIsWyJM-I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/WnTdmZN1B98/s72-c/advent.hectic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-7677569268492164863</id><published>2010-03-05T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T09:34:06.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know what I feel now..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S5FAIOInk2I/AAAAAAAAAtI/RCMQm8Lww0k/s1600-h/stress.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445203934445015906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S5FAIOInk2I/AAAAAAAAAtI/RCMQm8Lww0k/s400/stress.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 1.30 A.M. and I am still not sleepy.. For some resons, my body is so reluctant to go to bed during night, but easily falls onto it in the morning or afternoon. Gosh! I can't keep this up! I have to do something. I don't know, maybe it's because I find serenity at night, or should I say, earlyyyy morning.. Lately, I am sooo stressed out. Too many things to do, too little times. Assignments? There they are.. Still untouched.. What I need? Probably a little more time. Do you realize that the clock ticks quite fast lately?? I do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-7677569268492164863?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/7677569268492164863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=7677569268492164863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7677569268492164863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7677569268492164863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dont-know-what-i-feel-now.html' title='I don&apos;t know what I feel now..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S5FAIOInk2I/AAAAAAAAAtI/RCMQm8Lww0k/s72-c/stress.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-2087779330197693574</id><published>2010-02-25T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T07:27:20.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Photoshopped' photos</title><content type='html'>I have learnt new tutorials on how to edit photos using photoshop. I have to say, I'm getting better.. *vain* lol..ahahaha.. Kidding. Anyways, These are my latest works;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the simplest way of editing pictures. It is just a 'weirdy' picture with wax on my face to provide a punching value on the advertised product. In this case, adidas fragrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442199245998617202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S4aTYValcnI/AAAAAAAAAso/HxkcSP__cxw/s400/adidas+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ahahahaha.. This tutorial rocks!! Tapi ngalihhhhhh..huhu.. We have to play with the color to make the picture looks better and real.. And also the background hue and saturation must be accurate.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442199262118433906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S4aTZRd2VHI/AAAAAAAAAtA/bfLX4tHYU9c/s400/juon+tutong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This picture is much simpler to be done. Coz the pose is just right.. Ehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442199257452576898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S4aTZAFbAII/AAAAAAAAAs4/S3I-kVbcI9c/s400/nisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andd my best edited picture yet. *for me*.. Ehe.. I basically combined many tutorials to edit this picture and it took me nearly 3 hours to do it. Fuh!! I got the idea from Lady Gaga's song, paparazzi, where she said "I killed my boyfriend".. Ehehehe..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442199249339667554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S4aTYh3J1GI/AAAAAAAAAsw/vUCnt-MR8lg/s400/crime+of+passion1+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to edit more pictures.. Now I'm actually trying to create even more horrifying effects pictures, high fashion pictures and 'alienized' face.. Hopefully I could find the appropriate tutorials..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-2087779330197693574?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/2087779330197693574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=2087779330197693574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2087779330197693574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2087779330197693574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2010/02/photoshopped-photos.html' title='&apos;Photoshopped&apos; photos'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S4aTYValcnI/AAAAAAAAAso/HxkcSP__cxw/s72-c/adidas+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-305765045608057466</id><published>2010-02-25T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T07:05:17.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher? Or Office Boy? Or Soldier?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S4aQ-vpPNQI/AAAAAAAAAsg/U4O8j33TFp0/s1600-h/Total-Occupation-Home_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442196607339541762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S4aQ-vpPNQI/AAAAAAAAAsg/U4O8j33TFp0/s400/Total-Occupation-Home_06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I made my 'monthly' transaction. It's just my personal money movement and all. Anyway, while I was doing that, something came across my mind. It appears to me that my monthly expenses has been increasing these few months. When I reviewed my expenses in early 2008 and 2009, I noticed that there are obvious differences in the usage and also the amount used up. The monthly expenses in 2009 were more, and they became MORE in 2010. I wonder why.. Hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized there was a trend going on. When I was not working as a tuition teacher, everything was less. But, the amount of my expenses started to increase as I had a part-time job. Hmmm again.. lol.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, talking about job now. I will graduate from UBD next year. InsyaAllah.. What bothers me is that, what will I do after that? What job will be waiting out there? Will I ever get a job? And most of all, will I be happy with the job I choose?? I don't know.. But I just have not found the right thing for me yet. I used to think to apply for the army. But after I have had a chance to get to know how it feels like to be a soldier and also after my twin brother has become a soldier, I changed my mind. Then, I was very eager and interested to be a teacher. At first, I was really thrilled and super-loving it. I taught for passion. But now?? I am not having fun teaching anymore. To be honest, now I teach for money instead of 'money+interest'..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why I have such very low commitments and passions towards anything. The only jobs left, that I believe are my possible careers in the future, are accountants and auditors. I haven't felt how it feels to work as those two careers yet. It is possible that I would become only an office boy, who knows?? But hopefully, I will not make mistakes in which, I will have to pay a grandiose price for it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-305765045608057466?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/305765045608057466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=305765045608057466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/305765045608057466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/305765045608057466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2010/02/teacher-or-office-boy-or-soldier.html' title='Teacher? Or Office Boy? Or Soldier?'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S4aQ-vpPNQI/AAAAAAAAAsg/U4O8j33TFp0/s72-c/Total-Occupation-Home_06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-6163969259914110344</id><published>2010-02-25T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T06:32:52.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a long hiatus mode!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S4aJ7rwD65I/AAAAAAAAAsY/0CvnNiCtV_o/s1600-h/hiatus1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442188858173418386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S4aJ7rwD65I/AAAAAAAAAsY/0CvnNiCtV_o/s400/hiatus1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG.. I have not been blogging for a long time!! What a record.Huhuhuuuuu. There are so many things to catch up.. But I won't, because there are lots and lots of things.. Hehe.. Let's get started with how my life is so far, shall we?? Life's good.. I mean okay-ish. Not that great, not that bad.. Yet I'm worried over something. I can feel that the time is moving real fast lately.. I wonder why?? The 'kiamat' is probably around the corner? I'm not ready for it, God.. Huhu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya, It's been two months, I guess, after the 6th semester re-opened. And guess what? I have no frigging idea what I have learnt. AS USUAL.. God, help me.. I have to be more energetic.. Seriously..... Anyone, please motivate me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-6163969259914110344?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/6163969259914110344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=6163969259914110344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6163969259914110344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6163969259914110344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-long-hiatus-mode.html' title='What a long hiatus mode!'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S4aJ7rwD65I/AAAAAAAAAsY/0CvnNiCtV_o/s72-c/hiatus1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-3677794457179321207</id><published>2010-01-31T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:04:45.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalalalala</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S2Zu2jCxkyI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/SyX9nD80B54/s1600-h/lazy_cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S2Zu2jCxkyI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/SyX9nD80B54/s400/lazy_cat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433151883867951906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know..Nobody wants to even load my blog anymore since there has been no updates at all.. Well, it's just that i have been in 'lazy' situation lately.. Hmm.. But I promise, soon enough, I will be more active and less procrastinating.. Hehehe... Cheers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-3677794457179321207?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/3677794457179321207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=3677794457179321207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/3677794457179321207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/3677794457179321207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2010/01/lalalalalala.html' title='lalalalalala'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/S2Zu2jCxkyI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/SyX9nD80B54/s72-c/lazy_cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-7243567495999416292</id><published>2009-11-27T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T23:30:18.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya Aidiladha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SxDRa__D6UI/AAAAAAAAAsA/pgwc_i2uZG8/s1600/aidiladha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409053414254700866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SxDRa__D6UI/AAAAAAAAAsA/pgwc_i2uZG8/s400/aidiladha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semoga amalan kita akan diberkati dan kepada yang baru saja menunaikan Haji, selamat mendapat haji yang mabrur. Amin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-7243567495999416292?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/7243567495999416292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=7243567495999416292&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7243567495999416292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7243567495999416292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/11/selamat-hari-raya-aidiladha.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya Aidiladha'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SxDRa__D6UI/AAAAAAAAAsA/pgwc_i2uZG8/s72-c/aidiladha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-4945792007983186880</id><published>2009-11-26T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T08:16:31.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My oh My do I wanna say good bye?</title><content type='html'>Come to think about it, exams come and go, holidays come and go and definitely, my time in University will eventually come to an end. By that time, I hope that a great job will straightaway grab me without me struggling that hard to find one. I am an optimist guy, and I believe in 'opposite situation'. A bit like karma, but different. I have not done that well while in the University, but who knows I will excel in the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always have this thought. When the time to 'really grow up' comes, I believe it's time to say good bye to everything I've gone through thus far and say hello to the new world, will I be ready to do so?? For now maybe not, but all I have to do is be prepared because tomorrow will never end unless you walk through it, if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, just to update my blog. So that, it is not a zombie blog for this while. XoXo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-4945792007983186880?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/4945792007983186880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=4945792007983186880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/4945792007983186880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/4945792007983186880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-oh-my-do-i-wanna-say-good-bye.html' title='My oh My do I wanna say good bye?'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-645286415801192062</id><published>2009-10-25T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T20:48:49.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Al-Fatihah to Dr Haji Zainuddin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SuUcF9wUOiI/AAAAAAAAAr4/IB8aPnLJiHU/s1600-h/fatiha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SuUcF9wUOiI/AAAAAAAAAr4/IB8aPnLJiHU/s400/fatiha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396750617275546146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takziah diucapkan kepada keluarga Dr Haji Zainuddin di mana beliau telah kembali ke Rahmatullah semalam, hari Ahad, 25 Oktober 2009. Didoakan semoga roh Allahyarham akan sentiasa dicucuri rahmat dan tergolong di dalam golongan orang-orang yang beriman dan bertaqwa. Amin.. Al-Fatihah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-645286415801192062?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/645286415801192062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=645286415801192062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/645286415801192062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/645286415801192062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/10/al-fatihah-to-dr-haji-zainuddin.html' title='Al-Fatihah to Dr Haji Zainuddin'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SuUcF9wUOiI/AAAAAAAAAr4/IB8aPnLJiHU/s72-c/fatiha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-5989432425380436099</id><published>2009-10-14T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T22:18:43.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest In Peace, Yoshito Usui.. And Shin Chan..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/StlTk-pzcfI/AAAAAAAAArw/-eb2rJ1Qd6I/s1600-h/shinchancrying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393433923511611890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/StlTk-pzcfI/AAAAAAAAArw/-eb2rJ1Qd6I/s400/shinchancrying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I went to the De Rimba store. Our intention there was to eat murtabak. Before I went to the restaurant next to the De Rimba, I went to De Rimba first to find out if there is one of my most favourite comic books, Shin Chan. I was frustrated to find that there was still no even a single issue of latest Shin Chan comic book. I have been waiting for the comic book like forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, when I was browsing through the books shelf, one book caught my attention. A Shin Chan's drawing appears on the front cover of that book with the most devastating news, "The creator of Shin Chan, Yoshito Usui has been found DEAD"!!! It felt like I was hit by a thunder. Seriously.. And adding to that news, the Futabasha Production will stop anything related to Shin Chan including the comic books and the cds and everything.. Huhu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am so feeling empty that no more 'tension releaser'.. Since Shin Chan has been my equipment to release my tension since I was in primary one..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huh.. Hopefully the comic books will still be in the market, just like Doraemon.. Let's hope.. In the end, sayonara Shin Chan.. I will miss Shin Chan.. And may you Rest In Peace, Yoshito Usui..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-5989432425380436099?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/5989432425380436099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=5989432425380436099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/5989432425380436099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/5989432425380436099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/10/rest-in-peace-yoshito-usui-and-shin.html' title='Rest In Peace, Yoshito Usui.. And Shin Chan..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/StlTk-pzcfI/AAAAAAAAArw/-eb2rJ1Qd6I/s72-c/shinchancrying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-775663140108418726</id><published>2009-10-01T07:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T07:48:51.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My duit raya.. Says who 'above 18' does not get it??</title><content type='html'>We went beraya to one of UBD lecturers during.. I can't remember what day of raya. Anyway, when we were there, we had a chat and suddenly we were given duit raya.. Aha.. Then the next day, we went to one of our FBEPS' colleague. And we were also given duit raya.. Aha.. Well, Alhamdulillah. I have not felt the 'happy' feeling of receiving duit raya. This is my duit raya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387643143451834578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SsTA5N4D-NI/AAAAAAAAAro/xtLgLd8Hcps/s400/27092009524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I was so happy.. Ehe.. For a person like me, who is.. Errr.. above 16.. to be given duit raya, I feel good.. Aha.. Okay, that's it. Just want to update a little. At least, my blog is not a zombie blog.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-775663140108418726?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/775663140108418726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=775663140108418726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/775663140108418726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/775663140108418726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-duit-raya-says-who-above-18-does-not.html' title='My duit raya.. Says who &apos;above 18&apos; does not get it??'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SsTA5N4D-NI/AAAAAAAAAro/xtLgLd8Hcps/s72-c/27092009524.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-1066464634079410960</id><published>2009-10-01T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T07:18:28.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May I have a break?</title><content type='html'>*sigh* I have been in very bad days lately. My car was broken down and I need a huge amount of money to repair it.. Huh.. Hopefully the cost of repairing it will be lower than expected.. Now, I am pushed to do so many things till I feel like I don't have time for myself.. Sometimes, I just want to ask for a favour, let me have a break.. Is that something difficult to grant?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-1066464634079410960?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/1066464634079410960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=1066464634079410960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/1066464634079410960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/1066464634079410960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/10/may-i-have-break.html' title='May I have a break?'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-2327534414145773914</id><published>2009-09-18T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T19:23:51.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri, Maaf Zahir Dan Batin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SrRAXKjCPxI/AAAAAAAAAq4/n2JiDIj8Kag/s1600-h/aidilfitri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SrRAXKjCPxI/AAAAAAAAAq4/n2JiDIj8Kag/s400/aidilfitri.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382998221327056658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is a bit advance, but trust me, I won't have time to blog by the time anak bulan Syawal has been sighted. Busy all night it would be. So, I post it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ucapan Selamat Hari Raya ini ditujukan kepada semua yang mengenali diri ini, samaada keluarga, kawan-kawan, kawan arah kawan-kawanku, strangers dan pembaca blog ani, yang tua, yang muda, yang damit, lelaki, perempuan, pundan mahupun tomboy. Whoever you are. Di atas kesempatan ini, saya ingin mengucapkan maaf zahir dan batin. Maafkan segala dosa ku dari hujung rambut hingga ke hujung kaki, halalkan yang termakan atau terminum. Maafkan jika ada yang tersinggung kerana perbuatan ku, terkasar bahasa, terjaling, terumpat, or apa saja lah yang menyebabkan hati kamu terdetik walau sedikit rasa sakit hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes I have been so mean and rude, and harsh, even in my blog there are some posts that might offend, but I just want you to know that, those are only my expressions. I don't mean it from my heart. Eseh.. Anyway, sempena hari yang mulia ani, marilah kita semua bermaaf-maafan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhir kata, diucapkan sekali lagi, selamat hari raya aidilfitri, maaf zahir dan batin. Semoga puasa kita selama sebulan akan diterima oleh Alla Ta'ala. Amin.. PS: Open house, datang kerumah ahhh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-2327534414145773914?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/2327534414145773914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=2327534414145773914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2327534414145773914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2327534414145773914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya-aidilfitri-maaf-zahir.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri, Maaf Zahir Dan Batin'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SrRAXKjCPxI/AAAAAAAAAq4/n2JiDIj8Kag/s72-c/aidilfitri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-7640144385171355856</id><published>2009-09-16T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:28:47.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope for nothing less</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SrFmAimPNOI/AAAAAAAAAqw/NPsK97hGcE8/s1600-h/4-feeling-good.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382195189157672162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SrFmAimPNOI/AAAAAAAAAqw/NPsK97hGcE8/s400/4-feeling-good.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I purposely stay awake as I post this. Initially, I was supposed to have a tutorial class at 8am, but as I checked the e-mail, the class got cancelled.. Yahuu.. Not too relieved though, because I still have classes starting 9am till 2pm. Nevermind. I just need an one hour sleep afterwards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, not to mention, I have a test today. Financial management. I did not really revise. I just went through some tutorial questions. Hopefully it will help even if just a little bit. For some reasons, lately I feel quite 'combined'. I mean, in one time, I feel down for no reason, but then suddenly I feel excited and energetic. To be honest, I have not felt this way for quite a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I created some sort of 'personal' timetable for me to abide by. I used to do this when I was in form 5 and form 6. For the last 4 semesters, I could not catch up with the timetable. To my surprise, for this semester, I managed to catch up and did everything according to plan! That's what I'm talking about. Being organized, is the way I live. And I just love that feeling of satisfaction, that is doing things promptly and get everything done on time. The last time I got this feeling when I was in form 6. Hopefully, I will regain that old 'energy' and spirits of mine back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, raya is approaching real soon. So is holiday.. During this one week holiday, I expect nobody to talk anything about WORK or UNIVERSITY LIFE. Or else, you will be found....... If you know what I mean. Aha apakan.. Okay lame. Alright, see you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-7640144385171355856?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/7640144385171355856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=7640144385171355856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7640144385171355856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7640144385171355856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-hope-for-nothing-less.html' title='I hope for nothing less'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SrFmAimPNOI/AAAAAAAAAqw/NPsK97hGcE8/s72-c/4-feeling-good.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-2609697322067252642</id><published>2009-09-02T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:51:09.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Students oh students..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sp9KjN3LzjI/AAAAAAAAAqo/WltsB2o_nIc/s1600-h/aba0333l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sp9KjN3LzjI/AAAAAAAAAqo/WltsB2o_nIc/s400/aba0333l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377098448980659762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been teaching in Dasmin Tuition school for about 3 months. Now, my students are going to have an intensive revision for them, the PMB, 'O' Level and 'AS' Level examinations are approaching real quickly. It was last week, I gave tests to my form 3 students for Science. I purposely set the questions slightly harder, to make them be 'immunized' by hard questions. Unfortunate for me, only two students managed to score above 50%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not happy, but it's okay. Now that I know how to improve their learning skills. But, there is something that upsets me. During class, they seem to know everything that they don't seem to need explanations anymore. They could answer every question I ask. In fact, they make me feel like to not explaining due to their 'cleverness'. When it comes to tests, oh God. It seems like they are sooo virgin in learning Science. I don't know. Perhaps they are not taking tuition seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the main course of this post. During last week's test, a female student asked me about one question on sexual reproduction. She asked: "Sir, what is Testis? Is it this? (with her hands showing gesture as if she is holding two balls) or this? (her hand was showing as if she is holding a long stick) " I was like WTH? And my male student said "you want me to show you?" Like.. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the peak point. That male student of mine's test paper was even absurd. He answered that, female reproductive system includes TESTIS! Then, for the question sounds "give 3 physical changes in male and female", for the female part, he wrote: 'BOOBS GROW LARGER'!!! Seriously, WHAT THE HECK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I brainwashed him. Of course, with full of sarcasm and 'mean'ness. Nasib puasa, kalau inda, abis ku sembur.  I also teach them English, and their English is soooo bad! They do not even know the meaning of 'courtesy'. But, on the contrary, they know "BOOBS"! Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I have decided to 'torture' them more. I mean, I torture them for good. I feel bad if my students perform badly, because tuition is not free, and it's not cheap either. I am not the kind of people who only think of profits, and not caring about the students' future, I really do care. Also, I will feel bad to the parents as well, because in a way, I am being dishonest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have the Science class again. Huh.. Hopefully they will get better and better..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-2609697322067252642?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/2609697322067252642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=2609697322067252642&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2609697322067252642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2609697322067252642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/09/students-oh-students.html' title='Students oh students..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sp9KjN3LzjI/AAAAAAAAAqo/WltsB2o_nIc/s72-c/aba0333l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-6843239880774762402</id><published>2009-08-22T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T05:10:51.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Several fascinating facts about... Errr.. Frogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/So_fk-4KD2I/AAAAAAAAAqg/8aWdqK1QwtU/s1600-h/frog-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/So_fk-4KD2I/AAAAAAAAAqg/8aWdqK1QwtU/s400/frog-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372758706923114338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not know that frogs are actually interesting creatures to study about. Well, besides being 'well-known' for its so-called 'rain cause' ability among some malays' belief, some are also known for their poisonous skin. Here are some facts about the frogs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The frogs' species is believed to have been existed since wayyyyy back to the Jurassic era, of about 190 million years ago. At that time, they had very strong back legs (the legs that some people find them very delicious to eat) that enable them to jump as far as possible to avoid from being the Dinosaurs' suppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Scientists have reported that the largest species of frog ever existed was the 'Devil Frog', lived about 70 million years ago. They were so big that their staple foods were the young Dinosaurs! Wohooo.. If they were still alive today, we could be the foods as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-There are about 4000 or could be more amphibian species. One of the species is frogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Frogs only eat small animals that are 'moving' such as spiders and insects. But not all frogs are carnivores. Some of them actually eat plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ever wonder why you could not find frogs in the sea? The frogs are unlike snakes. They cannot adapt the salt water. That's why they cannot live in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The frogs do not need their mouth to drink. They use their skins to absorb water. Moreover, they use their skins to absorb oxygen too. Now you know why they don't have nose like us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The belief that says frogs bring the rain down is not circulated among Malays in particular. The Red Indians society and the native people of Australia also have the same belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last but not least, Chinese society use the frogs' babies, the tadpoles, as one of their traditional medicines for external injuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh.. There are still a lot of interesting facts about that small but might be poisonous animal. And one of them, do you know that if you have a terrible voice to sing, frog will be the medium to determine how horrible your voice is???? lol ahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-6843239880774762402?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/6843239880774762402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=6843239880774762402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6843239880774762402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6843239880774762402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/08/several-fascinating-facts-about-errr.html' title='Several fascinating facts about... Errr.. Frogs'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/So_fk-4KD2I/AAAAAAAAAqg/8aWdqK1QwtU/s72-c/frog-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-1142887953625477666</id><published>2009-08-22T04:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T05:20:13.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Menyambut Bulan Ramadhan yang Penuh dengan Kemuliaan..</title><content type='html'>I know it's a bit belated, but hey, it is just one day passed. Today, Alhamdulillah. I managed to complete my very first day of fasting. Hopefully it will be accepted by Allah. Amin.. Alright, in conjunction to the 'holiest' month of all, i.e. Ramadhan, I would like to say my humble apology to all people who know me. Forgive me for anything I have done that hurt you people, directly or indirectly. Some people think Hari Raya is the day that we are supposed to forgive and apologize, but wrong. Ramadhan is actually the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. That would be all. I am kind of busy lately to blog. Nevermind, I will be active again soon.. Last words, nikmati keindahan bulan Ramadhan.. P.S. Raya Aidilfitri nda lagi batahhhhhhhhhh :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-1142887953625477666?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/1142887953625477666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=1142887953625477666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/1142887953625477666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/1142887953625477666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/08/selamat-menymabut-bulan-ramadhan-yang.html' title='Selamat Menyambut Bulan Ramadhan yang Penuh dengan Kemuliaan..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-5481448185235512333</id><published>2009-08-11T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:49:36.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so ready for Puasa.. Ahlan Wasahlan Ya Ramadhan..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SoI7oFao4xI/AAAAAAAAAqE/0JZS0_j4v8s/s1600-h/ramadhan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SoI7oFao4xI/AAAAAAAAAqE/0JZS0_j4v8s/s400/ramadhan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368919265613767442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I checked the calendar. I just realized that the sighting of 'anak bulan Ramadhan' is next week. I am sooooo excited. Whenever I heard the recite of 'Ramadhan, Ahlan Wasahlan Ya Ramadhan', I feel something.. That I can't explain. Every feeling merges together. Sad, lonely, happy, excited.. Everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to all Muslims, let's hope for a better fasting month this year, and let us increase our 'ibadah'. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-5481448185235512333?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/5481448185235512333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=5481448185235512333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/5481448185235512333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/5481448185235512333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-so-ready-for-puasa-ahlan-wasahlan.html' title='I am so ready for Puasa.. Ahlan Wasahlan Ya Ramadhan..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SoI7oFao4xI/AAAAAAAAAqE/0JZS0_j4v8s/s72-c/ramadhan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-453483788001465607</id><published>2009-08-05T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T23:47:34.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's the most?? ahahahahahahahahaha...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Snp6hYID9DI/AAAAAAAAApc/45k8Frs2Heg/s1600-h/05082009493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366736619795903538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Snp6hYID9DI/AAAAAAAAApc/45k8Frs2Heg/s400/05082009493.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alright. This is just a post for fun. Yesterday we went to a store, Artly Design if I am not mistaken.. We were there to make some designs for our very own faculty attires. It was at first kind of hanging since we could not decide how the clothes should be like. Luckily we had hajah, wen, pijal and zame to work on the designing thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, what's so funny about that?? Sahlan as you know, ALWAYS becoming the instigator. Aha.. He took a garment from a mannequin and tried it on. Then, I took a wig from the mannequin and Sahlan put it on as well.. Then suddenly things became out of control when Arif, who initially was trying on the clothes there started to put everything together.. And what happened? We followed the lead.. Ahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course, we have some pictures. Now, tell me who is the MOST??? P.S. we are not for sale okay.. Just mere entertainment.. Ahahahahahaha lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366733949080532386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Snp4F675daI/AAAAAAAAAo0/8FBAt-PzxIk/s400/05082009484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now, this is irene.. She's hot and jual mahal.. ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366733952641017666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Snp4GIMyJ0I/AAAAAAAAAo8/QKEiqG7Mb4E/s400/05082009486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Special flying kiss from shally.. Ahahahahaha MACAM APAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366733957482972002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Snp4GaPMg2I/AAAAAAAAApE/US9PwGKs7os/s400/05082009491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Erkhhhh.. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366733965806103090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Snp4G5PlajI/AAAAAAAAApM/LFEXXmyIk4g/s400/05082009495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now, this one is Suzie.. If you know what i mean..ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366733970768516546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Snp4HLut1cI/AAAAAAAAApU/Q0x4FE80od4/s400/05082009497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Irene and Suzie gave killer and sexy poses.. Erkkhhhh... Ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366736641289387842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Snp6ioMgf0I/AAAAAAAAAp8/n_LFDEsVxcs/s400/05082009489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366736638837049874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Snp6ifD0yhI/AAAAAAAAAp0/HRx58MoUaiI/s400/05082009487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366736623733850402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Snp6hmy8QSI/AAAAAAAAApk/xQyLIY_mftM/s400/05082009496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366736631686610706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Snp6iEbBvxI/AAAAAAAAAps/cnI6mys6kHc/s400/05082009498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I know we are too hot for some people, but we just can't help it. It's not our fault you are not hot. Peace and love from us.. Ahahahahahahahahhahaha.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahahaha.. To shimah, you be the judge along with Sally.. Ahahaha.. We are not impostering people and intended to insult anybody, we did that just to release tension. Well, at least I did.. Ehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See ya people..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-453483788001465607?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/453483788001465607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=453483788001465607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/453483788001465607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/453483788001465607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/08/whos-most-ahahahahahahahahaha.html' title='Who&apos;s the most?? ahahahahahahahahaha...'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Snp6hYID9DI/AAAAAAAAApc/45k8Frs2Heg/s72-c/05082009493.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-729847518676197395</id><published>2009-08-03T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T06:59:26.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Semester has begun.. And nothing's new..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SnbslHMNB_I/AAAAAAAAAos/Ges0PeKKkcs/s1600-h/2168_2964716676325804673_8493_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365736128388073458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SnbslHMNB_I/AAAAAAAAAos/Ges0PeKKkcs/s400/2168_2964716676325804673_8493_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture is only for display. It was taken last year when I was that determined to study hard to improve my grades. Ahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, just read the title and absolutely I don't have to tell you more. Ya, today we started our first day of 5th semester in uni life. I woke up early though. Wonder why and how. LoL..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I went to my class and everybody was like "smart jua ko jai" and everything. Also, some people are surprised by my look. Why? Because I have hair! LoL again.. Ahahaha.. The class should have started, but the lecturer was missing in action. Consequently? We came for nothing. Ya, as I mentioned in the title, nothing's new.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventhough the colour of the walls and ceilings in FBEPS are all different and new as in improved now, but to me, I feel like nothing's new. To be honest, I feel weak to study and nothing seems interesting anymore about uni's life.. Hmmm.. Oh well, 2 more years and I'm off from here.. Hopefully I will get a job immediately after graduation.. Huhu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-729847518676197395?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/729847518676197395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=729847518676197395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/729847518676197395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/729847518676197395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-semester-has-begun-and-nothings-new.html' title='New Semester has begun.. And nothing&apos;s new..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SnbslHMNB_I/AAAAAAAAAos/Ges0PeKKkcs/s72-c/2168_2964716676325804673_8493_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-715999683808726786</id><published>2009-08-01T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:32:10.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Money In, Free times out.. Ouch..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SnUH8vcMKxI/AAAAAAAAAok/EyWvNwFZ_fo/s1600-h/Fist%2520of%2520Money.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365203271190063890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 365px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SnUH8vcMKxI/AAAAAAAAAok/EyWvNwFZ_fo/s400/Fist%2520of%2520Money.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday night was my first time EVER, teaching Pure Maths 'A' Level.. At first, I was very terrified. Everything went through my empty head.. "My student will be disappointed because I suck teaching?" and so on. To be honest, teaching Maths is my favourite, it was even my dream, but 'A' Level? Never crossed my mind before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before the student came in, I prepared in last minute time things that I needed to teach. Actually I didn't want to teach form 6, but since the salary is higher and better, then I accepted. When the student came in, Alhamdulillah.. I managed to teach in an understandable way, and the student is really good. He understood everything I taught him from completing the squares, quadratics, minimum and maximum points and differentiations. I don't know, there are only two possible reasons, I am good, clear and articulate to teach him, or he is just simply a genius. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, now to tell the main course of this post. When the class ended, the student suddenly asked me, "Sir, is it possible for me to bring my friend along here? I mean, I feel uncomfortable and hard to study because I am all alone." And I was like... Why NOT? As long as your friend is willing to pay for the tuition, why not? Ahaha.. The more the merrier, and the 'moneyer'.. Aha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So he said he is going to drag his friends along to study there. It makes me happy. For one lower 6 student, my commission is $32. And imagine if I manage to get around 5 students. Kachinggggg.. And that does not include the total of money for my secondary school students which may total up to $300. Aha.. Alhamdulillah, rezeki dari Allah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what's better? Another Tuition school is also offering me to teach Maths 'A' level as well with higher commission. If I am not mistaken, one student 'worth' $54. Even more Kachingggg... Life's good and I am grateful. There is only one thing that worries me. I will be teaching from Wednesday to Saturday. And maybe Sunday.. Huhu.. But it's okay.. I mean, as long as everything is paid off I am willing to take the 'free times' out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, my commission at Dasmin Tuition School rounded up to $315, which means I am able to double my income this month.. Yes.. I am really satisfied and you know why? Eventhough it might be a little amount for some people, but it is an amount that I earned by MYSELF. I love that sense of dignity. I mean, earning money with our own efforts is wayyyyyyy much better from getting money by asking from your parents like little useless pathetic brats who only know how to waste the money on something unimportant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright people, till then, see you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-715999683808726786?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/715999683808726786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=715999683808726786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/715999683808726786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/715999683808726786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/08/money-in-free-times-out-ouch.html' title='Money In, Free times out.. Ouch..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SnUH8vcMKxI/AAAAAAAAAok/EyWvNwFZ_fo/s72-c/Fist%2520of%2520Money.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-189784233514631604</id><published>2009-07-26T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:01:52.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Shimah and Sally</title><content type='html'>This post is specifically for both of you, Shimah and Sally. Nada apa-apa, just to tell aku kan bechat-chattan dgn kamu, tapi hpku nda dpt online msn.. yatah.. tapi nda apa, aku cuba online pakai laptop ah.. if ngam ku online atu kamu ada, bah beceta tah.. ahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari atu macam apa, ketinggalan aku ah. Ceta kamu di miri sudah, aku ganya yang terbantut masih di kuala baram. Ahahahaha.. Nantiku blog pasal kamu ah.. Dimalam aku browsed through lappy ku, ada gambar2 kamu yang I think will be sweet untuk di blog.. Aahahaha.. Nantitah.. For now, toodlesssss~ buhuhuhu~ *winks* trademark Sally apa ah?? Christmas Tree?? Aha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-189784233514631604?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/189784233514631604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=189784233514631604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/189784233514631604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/189784233514631604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-shimah-and-sally.html' title='To Shimah and Sally'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-7222088629293658664</id><published>2009-07-23T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T07:39:08.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple interesting facts</title><content type='html'>Kiwi bird, a bird which only exists in New Zealand (if I am not mistaken), has the most sensitive beak in the world. It can spot the earthworms deep inside the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmhzA5m0VmI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Vw8t_pvzd_E/s1600-h/kiwi_bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmhzA5m0VmI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Vw8t_pvzd_E/s400/kiwi_bird.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361661815685404258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in 4 000 years time in Babylon, there was a tradition in which a bride's father would give a liquor made from honey to his son in law to drink. It was told that this tradition would last for about a month after a wedding ceremony and the Babylon's society called this tradition as the 'honeymoon'. It is believed that this tradition is the origin of the word 'honeymoon' used by newlyweds nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmhzBBR-SWI/AAAAAAAAAoM/pdH5Tvntdiw/s1600-h/honeymoon_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmhzBBR-SWI/AAAAAAAAAoM/pdH5Tvntdiw/s400/honeymoon_logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361661817745459554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cat is able to see things clearly even by using only one-sixth of light used by human's eyes. This is because there is a special cell layer behind the cat's retina which is functioning as a mirror and is able to reflect the light back to the retina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmhzBv-Kg2I/AAAAAAAAAoU/vnLEX1ROOyQ/s1600-h/cat_eye_scale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmhzBv-Kg2I/AAAAAAAAAoU/vnLEX1ROOyQ/s400/cat_eye_scale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361661830278841186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is a good one. When someone is talking, averagely there would be splashes of 300 drops of saliva in one minute time, that is mathematically equals to 2.5 per word. Need umbrella?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Smh1mNKDbSI/AAAAAAAAAoc/sGlu4QekszY/s1600-h/splash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Smh1mNKDbSI/AAAAAAAAAoc/sGlu4QekszY/s400/splash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361664655611882786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-7222088629293658664?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/7222088629293658664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=7222088629293658664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7222088629293658664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7222088629293658664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/07/simple-interesting-facts.html' title='Simple interesting facts'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmhzA5m0VmI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Vw8t_pvzd_E/s72-c/kiwi_bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-8112062916215144796</id><published>2009-07-21T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T06:51:06.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B for Busy, H for Hectic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmXHlgNvv9I/AAAAAAAAAn8/mzulvFluc7I/s1600-h/exercise-busy-schedule.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmXHlgNvv9I/AAAAAAAAAn8/mzulvFluc7I/s400/exercise-busy-schedule.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360910378571120594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.. Starting tomorrow I will be as busy as hell. Tomorrow until Saturday I have full classes to teach. Seriously, I could not maintain my time at gym anymore since I am so tired to keep up with the training together with teaching tuition. What's worse? Maybe there will be more students in my class, which means my free times are reduced again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay though. Come to think about the bright side, more students means more money. Oh ya.. I just calculated how much commissions I can get for this month, and if my calculation is correct (I wish), I may get more than $300 for this month!! That means, adding up my UBD allowance, I can earn up to $600 per month.. Yuhuu.. No wonder some of my friends refuse to quit from teaching tuition. Well, apparently, I will not either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about class, I will be starting my next semester very very soon. Next week, if I am not mistaken, I have to pack my things back to hostel sweet hostel. Then, when the semester starts, my days would be even more 'busier' and 'hectic-er' where we have to struggle and fight to fill in the tutorial time slot.. Huhu.. Never mind, I guess I just have to stop complaining and be grateful. At least I live for a reason and that reason is to live as I have to.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-8112062916215144796?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/8112062916215144796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=8112062916215144796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/8112062916215144796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/8112062916215144796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/07/b-for-busy-h-for-hectic.html' title='B for Busy, H for Hectic'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmXHlgNvv9I/AAAAAAAAAn8/mzulvFluc7I/s72-c/exercise-busy-schedule.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-6512983128508713236</id><published>2009-07-20T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T10:27:36.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2005-2006 6th Form Meet-Up Party : Not really celebrated, but it was fun</title><content type='html'>Warning: This post might contain some odour of 'harshness'. So if you are a sensitive type, who thinks that I am talking about you, please don't waste your time reading, because this post is meant to be for those who just want to read it, not to find or start some sort of fight or hatred or whatsoever. As an AJK (kind of) appointed by The Organizers (TO), I speak up on behalf of TO and also just to say what I feel too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. When there is a 'harshness', I mean it in general. I repeat, GENERAL. I am not referring to specific groups, people or monkeys. lol And some goes to 1) people who did not come and offend TO of the meet-up event in such ways, 2) people who said "I would come" but did not come without clear reason (perhaps just to make people feel upset *rolling my eyes*) thus TO had to pay for them for nothing AND 3) also to people who buang batu. If you did not come because of family functions, curfew, inevitable insidents, got tests or no accompanies, we understand that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting with the title, immediately you would say LOL.. Or perhaps "Duiii.. Kesian jua??".. Or simply just "Ha Ha Ha.. Pathetic!".. No matter what it is, I am not interested to know. This is my blog and you have the right to shut your mouth and just read it. Okay, let's get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The meet-up event took place on 18th July 2009. The date was agreed by everybody and TO were so excited because they literally thought (quoted from TO) that by confirming the date, others who agreed really mean it and would come. Before the event started, I helped to invite some people to come to have fun together. Kind of. The feedback was rather "who cares" than "when?". Some did reply me, and some did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honest, I do respect people who straightaway said they are not interested to come because it would be boring, no use and wasting time and money than people who kept on making me kind of waiting for their answers. So sick of that. If you are not interested, say NO OKAY. And what was that about promising and confirming that you would come but then did not? Don't you have some courtesy? TO booked seats for you, and you just did not come and resulting in TO to pay for your seats. VERY UNACCEPTABLE! What? You want to show that when you suddenly did not come, people were straight away sad? Menyampah ADA PULANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feedback saying it would be boring and everything makes me wonder, "are you that good in organizing such events?" I mean COME ON! Baik sudah tu durang si Farah and Zati tried to keep in touch and it's a good thing. And it involves the WHOLE intake, NOT their OWN groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"balik-balik jua? cubatah buat sudah urang beranak pinak kah, bkahwin and becucu" Hell yeah, so funny that I forgot to laugh. I used to think that way too, but Do you think that we will have time to worry about having a gathering when we have a family to run? Not to mention, jobs. I don't think so. By looking at the attitudes, it would be more impossible. That's why personally I think while we are still young, nothing is wrong to still keep in touch with old schoolmates. "Malar jua sudah". Hello, you had a gathering EVERYDAY? A year ago? Yes, but this was with the teachers as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, I forgot. Some people just hate the part of being in SMSO. In my opinion, they just do not care because their life is better now. So as I said, Buang batu lah jawapannya. Okay now, enough of talking nonsense, let's talk about the event, shall we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the party started, I have to admit that it was a bit awkward and dull. Maybe because of the place is not that attractive and too much lights. But the foods were better than last year. I noticed that the people who came were not together with their groups. No wonder it was a bit awkward. But still, I adore that. At least, we have grown up and not stuck with our group members all the time and that made it even better, because if there were groups, like last year, it would mean NO MINGLING AROUND. So no use to come either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360569548202600194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSRmkJkZwI/AAAAAAAAAl0/tNedn3a30Z0/s400/6420_1150596815926_1557802198_368919_2856665_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I feel honoured to sit with the teachers. Unfortunately, Sir Teck could not make it last minute either due to sudden family functions. At this time, Teacher Noriana has not arrived. The girl next Teacher Mas is her sister. Isn't she pretty? sshhh.. Aha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was a game played, where we had to pass a box. When the box stopped, we had to pick one instruction and have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360575240463714306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSWx5eYCAI/AAAAAAAAAm0/JXw4r1Az-bA/s400/18072009454+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Masdi's instruction was to sing. Aha. Nice voice though and very sporting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360570427840698354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSSZxDol_I/AAAAAAAAAmk/nCctupYQaFw/s400/6420_1150642937079_1557802198_369163_7196529_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And I gave the gift as well. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360575252674383410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSWym9oDjI/AAAAAAAAAnE/n1OTBj1494w/s400/18072009459+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fizree was punished to do a belly dancing with Zanie coaching him. Aha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360575250083720130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSWydT9q8I/AAAAAAAAAm8/Nkgpcuu33TY/s400/18072009457+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Teacher Mas's sister was supposed to be a red Indian. Ehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360569533809982626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSRluiGfKI/AAAAAAAAAlk/R8PNJWB0n9M/s400/5573_105581438249_758743249_2205367_4605293_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When Inah opened the box, she got the instruction to do a clown. Aha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360569554012314962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSRm5ytnVI/AAAAAAAAAl8/JluW-X_Q5cM/s400/6420_1150596895928_1557802198_368921_4938811_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When I was punished to do a poco-poco dance, I dropped my prize to someone who I chose to dance with me, and I chose Teacher Noriana. Ehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360569528626888722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSRlbOWwBI/AAAAAAAAAlc/e6Qi8CUaVZQ/s400/5573_105581418249_758743249_2205363_540045_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360575236865182530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSWxsEay0I/AAAAAAAAAms/DWhROkKZufY/s400/6420_1150643217086_1557802198_369170_6294028_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I love this shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360575256618141634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSWy1p5B8I/AAAAAAAAAnM/-1HizdDusPI/s400/18072009460+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360576229782794418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSXre-bMLI/AAAAAAAAAns/MAkFqBfiuRg/s400/18072009479+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360570416337866866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSSZGNJUHI/AAAAAAAAAmE/M6LuRJD3NQk/s400/6420_1150597295938_1557802198_368931_2056276_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some who came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360570424740474402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSSZlge7iI/AAAAAAAAAmc/kZIR6awlq-c/s400/6420_1150597735949_1557802198_368942_2827327_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think at this time, some went home already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360576231167653106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSXrkImdPI/AAAAAAAAAn0/D5Sio2v_7Mk/s400/18072009480+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360570424942438994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSSZmQoqlI/AAAAAAAAAmU/zXQeOlJ8jmQ/s400/6420_1150597655947_1557802198_368940_2686833_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360576214600783874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSXqmawGAI/AAAAAAAAAnU/X-tWcbf3VC8/s400/18072009465+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this while, both Teacher Mas and Teacher Noriana were already hyper and took control. Ahaha.. This was when the party got heated up and full of laughter. And, they both and Sir Charles were given the judging power to crown the best dress. Aha.. But they called the best dressers as kucing jantan and betina. They also 'ragged' us to do catwalk. Aha.. It was lots of fun though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360570422719718482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSSZd-spFI/AAAAAAAAAmM/DKCyFDmLLcc/s400/6420_1150597375940_1557802198_368933_7793999_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was during the catwalk as each of us was striking poses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360576218850143890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSXq2P4LpI/AAAAAAAAAnc/JL8Z9f8RMl8/s400/18072009469+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ariff and Ezanie were crowned as the best dressers in which the 'judging' criteria included 'poses'. Aha And believe me, their poses were killers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360576225521999458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSXrPGknmI/AAAAAAAAAnk/xMgBUL2_WPQ/s400/18072009470+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before the event closed, we 'ragged' the teachers as revenge. Ahaha.. Joking.. They were all very sporting. We asked them to dance in different genres. This one was 'robot' dance. During a 'Michael Jackson's dance', Sir Charles did the remarkable dance move of MJ.. Ahaha.. But I couldn't catch it on camera. lol.. Aha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360569537465433490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSRl8JoPZI/AAAAAAAAAls/ur0X2kLbnZQ/s400/5573_105581533249_758743249_2205385_5564611_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After wrapping the party, we couldn't help to take a picture. Ahaha. This one is a nice one.. Ehe.. Well, after that we met Aziri. Really appreciate Aziri because he was willing to drop by as soon as he got back from Singapore I guess. We went to Nasi Katok stall after that. To Zati, minta gambar2 time di tempat permata intan ah.. Aha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, even this meet-up was not really that celebrated and the number of people who came is around 27 people i guess, we still had fun in our own way. BIG THANKS to Teacher Mas, Teacher Noriana and Sir Charles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay people, that's it.. And oh ya, I know some people will be offended and I am sorry if I have gone too far and harsh. Don't worry, we maybe not seeing each other again anyway. Afterall, TO, Farah and Zati said there might be no more gathering. I think so, because there are no appreciations and nobody will be interested too. And for the record, I don't think there are other people from our 6th form intake who are able to EVEN try to have such reunion. Maybe, but not the whole, only among their groups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of you might be saying "Sial usulnya" "Duiiii nda juaku mati bah nda bejumpa ko" "taie palat" "mihirrrrrr" "macamtah ku peduli" "nda juaku ingau bah" and yang seumpamanya, just so you know, we have those words in common. And to those who 'buang batu', go F*CK yourself. Aurevoir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-6512983128508713236?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/6512983128508713236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=6512983128508713236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6512983128508713236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6512983128508713236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-dissatisfactions-regarding-2005-2006.html' title='2005-2006 6th Form Meet-Up Party : Not really celebrated, but it was fun'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmSRmkJkZwI/AAAAAAAAAl0/tNedn3a30Z0/s72-c/6420_1150596815926_1557802198_368919_2856665_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-6817781832645916359</id><published>2009-07-20T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T07:50:53.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doa Selamat and Bon Voyage Shimah, Sally and Saufi..</title><content type='html'>I am busy lately, that is why I am late to blog about this. Okay, straight ahead to the content of the story. On 15th July afternoon, (it was also His Majesty's birthday), I went to Shimah's house to go for a doa selamat occasion. I was actually very tired due to lack of sleep, but to respect the invitation of the family and Shimah herself, so I boosted my own energy to come. Not bad. It was rather fun to sit around and having chit chat with her family and stuffs. I have a lot of pictures during the doa selamat, but the sizes are all too large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the Doa Selamat, I decided to stay late to join escorting Shimah upon her departure. I must say that I am actually impressed on how Shimah, Sally and Saufi controlled their emotions. I mean, they did not cry that badly. Maybe it was because their departure was at 1.30 A.M.. Ya, A.M. and everyone was already tired to cry. So, you can say how good I am and some others as friends, eventhough we were tired and sleepy, but still we were there to support. lol Well, I could also see some other UBDians were about to depart, but I do not really know them. So no need to tell anything about them.. Ahahaha.. Jealous? Nahhh.. Nothing to be jealous of.. I believe I have my own destiny which is the best for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these are some of the pictures.. Credits to Masqueen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360548736247808834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmR-rJk4Q0I/AAAAAAAAAkk/jnKp-v_Sqeo/s400/6092_104833771892_690276892_2039505_2109425_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing, three fabulous bachelors.. Aha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360548740711809250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmR-raNLgOI/AAAAAAAAAks/nTH2gmdlpy4/s400/16072009435+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shimah and Sally will be in Australia for 1 year..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360548747804608450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmR-r0oPB8I/AAAAAAAAAk8/V4Tj-GKEak0/s400/16072009439+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The man in the middle is Saufi. And he also will be in Australia for one year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360548746192912034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmR-run-fqI/AAAAAAAAAk0/HY0Rkpvx2Fs/s400/16072009438+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360548753058588562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmR-sIM4Z5I/AAAAAAAAAlE/E3GJZsJAISQ/s400/16072009446+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See? Shimah did not cry very badly..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360549801647492402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmR_pKf9TTI/AAAAAAAAAlM/dQ6zJPJwc14/s400/16072009449+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even Sally was in control of her emotions. Salute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360549803908737058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmR_pS7FKCI/AAAAAAAAAlU/ONFXukDVsFk/s400/16072009447+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oooohhh... Group hugs for the girls.. Ehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright people.. That's all about the departure of Shimah, Sally and Saufi. I wish them all the best for their studies. See you three in 1 year time.. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-6817781832645916359?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/6817781832645916359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=6817781832645916359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6817781832645916359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6817781832645916359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/07/doa-selamat-and-bon-voyage-shimah-sally.html' title='Doa Selamat and Bon Voyage Shimah, Sally and Saufi..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SmR-rJk4Q0I/AAAAAAAAAkk/jnKp-v_Sqeo/s72-c/6092_104833771892_690276892_2039505_2109425_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-2579617687580135942</id><published>2009-07-15T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T08:13:10.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang-out, Barbecue and Belated Birthday Surprise..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3sVnKdyOI/AAAAAAAAAkU/JU6CDeLPs3Q/s1600-h/6092_103211591892_690276892_2015806_7021904_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On 13th July 2009, Monday, I had a hangout moment along with barbecue with my FBEPS colleagues. We also had a belated birthday party for Masqueen.. Ehehe.. I am kind of lazy to tell the story, so let these pictures tell their own stories..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358698987675044066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3sVnKdyOI/AAAAAAAAAkU/JU6CDeLPs3Q/s400/6092_103211591892_690276892_2015806_7021904_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3sVfPwjWI/AAAAAAAAAkM/fpl3SKZ6JPA/s1600-h/6092_103211576892_690276892_2015803_1474843_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358698985549761890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3sVfPwjWI/AAAAAAAAAkM/fpl3SKZ6JPA/s400/6092_103211576892_690276892_2015803_1474843_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3sVBt7SPI/AAAAAAAAAkE/GwwMrdSuevs/s1600-h/6092_103211581892_690276892_2015804_7713959_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358698977623230706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3sVBt7SPI/AAAAAAAAAkE/GwwMrdSuevs/s400/6092_103211581892_690276892_2015804_7713959_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3sUz-5LdI/AAAAAAAAAj8/oAk-Sg-IEZs/s1600-h/6092_103211596892_690276892_2015807_4085237_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358698973936299474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3sUz-5LdI/AAAAAAAAAj8/oAk-Sg-IEZs/s400/6092_103211596892_690276892_2015807_4085237_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3sU3eTbnI/AAAAAAAAAj0/22pxnk0giwE/s1600-h/6092_103211616892_690276892_2015811_6928548_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358698974873349746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3sU3eTbnI/AAAAAAAAAj0/22pxnk0giwE/s400/6092_103211616892_690276892_2015811_6928548_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahahaha.. look at my face.. I wonder what was I talking about.. Seems extreme.. Ahahaha.. And yeah, Fadzil also came that night.. I think he came straight from a football tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3qy1IRiZI/AAAAAAAAAjs/dvd0XubppII/s1600-h/6092_103211526892_690276892_2015793_1387038_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358697290616899986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3qy1IRiZI/AAAAAAAAAjs/dvd0XubppII/s400/6092_103211526892_690276892_2015793_1387038_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3qyouGkqI/AAAAAAAAAjk/qj2Sg3Kyhjg/s1600-h/6092_103211531892_690276892_2015794_1611634_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358697287285904034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3qyouGkqI/AAAAAAAAAjk/qj2Sg3Kyhjg/s400/6092_103211531892_690276892_2015794_1611634_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was also a surprise for Masqueen's birthday.. But belated of course.. She totally had no idea that we prepared the surprise in store for her.. Ehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3qyWfbSxI/AAAAAAAAAjc/iBfzVpESaow/s1600-h/6092_103211506892_690276892_2015789_8078694_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358697282392509202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3qyWfbSxI/AAAAAAAAAjc/iBfzVpESaow/s400/6092_103211506892_690276892_2015789_8078694_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3qyHAUmOI/AAAAAAAAAjU/95a1-gKyYXE/s1600-h/6092_103211481892_690276892_2015786_6717581_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358697278235515106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3qyHAUmOI/AAAAAAAAAjU/95a1-gKyYXE/s400/6092_103211481892_690276892_2015786_6717581_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;The 'Lamb chopper'.. Aha..&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3qxx2suYI/AAAAAAAAAjM/OEPPypKEEDs/s1600-h/6092_103211471892_690276892_2015784_6628544_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358697272558008706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3qxx2suYI/AAAAAAAAAjM/OEPPypKEEDs/s400/6092_103211471892_690276892_2015784_6628544_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sally, Nisa and Shimah.. Sally and Shimah will go to Australia for one year.. We will miss the both of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3pND_LzTI/AAAAAAAAAjE/s0u02TPpHs4/s1600-h/6092_103211451892_690276892_2015781_4351294_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358695542258650418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3pND_LzTI/AAAAAAAAAjE/s0u02TPpHs4/s400/6092_103211451892_690276892_2015781_4351294_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took this picture.. Pretty huh? AHaha.. And Masqueen keeps on telling people she took this picture.. Si akun..ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3pNOzKhUI/AAAAAAAAAi8/QmRDFyQfj1o/s1600-h/6092_103211406892_690276892_2015775_3536217_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358695545161024834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3pNOzKhUI/AAAAAAAAAi8/QmRDFyQfj1o/s400/6092_103211406892_690276892_2015775_3536217_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3pM_xHccI/AAAAAAAAAi0/FWW7CWk8teE/s1600-h/6092_103211401892_690276892_2015774_191678_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358695541125902786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3pM_xHccI/AAAAAAAAAi0/FWW7CWk8teE/s400/6092_103211401892_690276892_2015774_191678_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3pMjhHBcI/AAAAAAAAAis/gKdC3_J-Ugg/s1600-h/6092_103211396892_690276892_2015773_5422693_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358695533542573506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3pMjhHBcI/AAAAAAAAAis/gKdC3_J-Ugg/s400/6092_103211396892_690276892_2015773_5422693_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I actually like this picture.. Lovely.. Ehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3pMcLic7I/AAAAAAAAAik/BQmQqf1iINU/s1600-h/6092_103211391892_690276892_2015772_3518559_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358695531573048242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3pMcLic7I/AAAAAAAAAik/BQmQqf1iINU/s400/6092_103211391892_690276892_2015772_3518559_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358694658839641618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3oZo_rfhI/AAAAAAAAAiU/91tLkN1kJYs/s400/6092_103211361892_690276892_2015767_5137648_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh ya.. This picture was taken in the afternoon.. When we were shopping for groceries for the barbecue. Look at Shimah and Faizal, so sweet.. Matching clothes.. Aha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay.. That's all.. There are so many photos to upload.. So I chose the sweetest pictures only. Aha.. See you soon people.. I will blog more about what happened at Shimah's house during Doa Selamat, and also what will happen during their departure.. Au revoir..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-2579617687580135942?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/2579617687580135942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=2579617687580135942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2579617687580135942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2579617687580135942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/07/hang-out-barbecue-and-belated-birthday.html' title='Hang-out, Barbecue and Belated Birthday Surprise..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3sVnKdyOI/AAAAAAAAAkU/JU6CDeLPs3Q/s72-c/6092_103211591892_690276892_2015806_7021904_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-8632964416965804420</id><published>2009-07-15T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T07:21:36.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My FIRST Chicken Curry.. Or Ayam Kari..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This story was actually about a month ago. But, I was quite busy to blog about this one. When I browsed my laptop yesterday, I realized about a picture I took when I cooked my very FIRST ayam kari.. Ahahaha.. Okay, this is the story..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just back from JPMC when I felt very exhausted and totally hungry. The thing on my mind was to eat something spicy yet juicy. So, one thing came across my mind was Ayam Kari.. Ahahha.. I told my mother about my craving, but apparently my mother was so busy, so I decided to cook it by myself.. I asked my mother the methods and things to prepare to cook ayam kari. Now trust me, I know, kind of, how to cook Ayam Kari.. Ahahaha.. This is the picture of my First Ayam Kari..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358689561303207442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3jw7MSThI/AAAAAAAAAiM/A0TM_XPOG9w/s400/14062009379-small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehehehe.. For me, it was yummy though.. Ahahahaha.. My sister's comment? Hmm.. She said the taste was just okay, but she said my Ayam Kari needs more onions.. Hmm.. I will try again next time.. Aha.. One thing that I haven't subdued yet, the success of cooking ButterChicken.. I always fail.. Can anyone help me please..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-8632964416965804420?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/8632964416965804420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=8632964416965804420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/8632964416965804420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/8632964416965804420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-first-chicken-curry-or-ayam-kari.html' title='My FIRST Chicken Curry.. Or Ayam Kari..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3jw7MSThI/AAAAAAAAAiM/A0TM_XPOG9w/s72-c/14062009379-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-4249367747793606193</id><published>2009-07-12T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T07:04:21.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random facts..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;African Elephants' length of pregnancy is about 640 days. When we were kids, we used to be taught about all of these stuffs but I kind of have forgotten already.. I still remember that the mammal with shortest length of pregnancy is a rat, but I forgot for how long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358685838829703426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3gYP5cUQI/AAAAAAAAAh8/6k3fHBbpi2A/s400/african-elephant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When a deer is eating, it will face the blowing wind. With this, the deer will be able to smell its enemies' 'scent' brought by the wind thus buying it time to run before anything happens.. Hmm.. I wish I could have that ability..Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358685841101099250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3gYYW_EPI/AAAAAAAAAiE/yKK6thonE_E/s400/deer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-4249367747793606193?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/4249367747793606193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=4249367747793606193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/4249367747793606193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/4249367747793606193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-facts.html' title='Random facts..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Sl3gYP5cUQI/AAAAAAAAAh8/6k3fHBbpi2A/s72-c/african-elephant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-1874309767143228792</id><published>2009-06-26T21:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:37:33.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sir/Teacher/Cigu Suzairi....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SkWh0axA9lI/AAAAAAAAAh0/N8wXeIiP9ss/s1600-h/teacher1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SkWh0axA9lI/AAAAAAAAAh0/N8wXeIiP9ss/s400/teacher1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351861654109877842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL.. That was my first impression when the clerk at Dasmin Tuition school calls me Cigu Suzairi.. It doesn't sound right.. Aha.. Believe me, now I am kind of a teacher.. Tuition teacher to be exact..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, how did it all start? One day, last week, I was at JPMC, swimming. At that moment, my friend kept on messaging and calling me.. To deal some businesses with me until suddenly one unfamiliar number called me. I thought it was my friend, maybe she was out of credit. But, it turned out that it was a clerk from Dasmin Tuition School asking me a favour to teach that very day! I was kind of shocked, literally shocked. I was asked to teach Maths D form 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after I finished swimming, I headed off to my house to have my dinner earlier and then zoommm to Menglait. Guess what? With no preparations to teach! I seriously was having a blank brain at that moment. So when the student was in, I taught her whatever I still remember and THANK GOD, that student is not a Maths geek! If she was, then I would be dead by now.. Ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lucky for me, for my first day, I only had to teach one student.. Phewwwwwww.... Yesterday, I was not supposed to have a class, since my real classes should commence on 4th July, but some 'excuser' type of teachers had to do their things, so I had to replace them. Two classes, Maths form 3 and ENGLISH form 3! Hell yeah! Like I have the expertise to inculcate the 'loving English language' attitude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to my surprise, the class went out of my expectations, the students prefer the way I teach them English than their original teacher. That makes me feel really GOOD.. Hohohohoooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am actually worried for this July. I don't know why, it seems like I was supposed to have the credibility to teach everything in which I was about to be assigned to teach Geography ALL levels (Form 1-Form6!!!), Maths D form 5, Maths form 6 which includes Mechanics, Statistics and Pure Maths, English ALL levels (Form 1-Form 5!!!) and Combined Science... Sounds killing? Yes, literally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, after I have a discussion with the admin, now I have only to teach English form 3, Maths Form 5, Combined Science and Maths Form 6.. But I am worried still.. Especially for Combined Science.. I have no idea how to teach Chemistry.. And also Pure Maths Paper 3.. Help...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-1874309767143228792?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/1874309767143228792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=1874309767143228792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/1874309767143228792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/1874309767143228792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/06/sirteachercigu-suzairi.html' title='Sir/Teacher/Cigu Suzairi....'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SkWh0axA9lI/AAAAAAAAAh0/N8wXeIiP9ss/s72-c/teacher1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-6536542126800081546</id><published>2009-06-22T06:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T06:35:45.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SMSO 6th Form 2005-2006 Meet-up Party Update</title><content type='html'>Regarding above matter, now the final confirmation is as follows:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 18th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;Day: Saturday Night&lt;br /&gt;Time: 7.30pm onwards, preferably until 12am&lt;br /&gt;Attire: Whatever&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Asma Hotel, Jerudong&lt;br /&gt;Payment per person: $15&lt;br /&gt;Partners: Allowed, but double payment of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a buffet. There is also a Grand Lucky Draw, in which you stand a chance to win a DVD PLAYER and many other interesting prizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The total number of people coming should be confirmed with Asma Hotel by 1st July, so it is highly appreciated that you can confirm your attendance before 1st July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are coming, then suddenly you can't make it, please DO INFORM at least 3 days before the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The payment, if possible should be collected before 10th July to cover the deposits. Contact me for payments and I will sort out how to collect the payments from you.. Okay people, if there is any doubt, please do ask me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-6536542126800081546?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/6536542126800081546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=6536542126800081546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6536542126800081546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6536542126800081546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/06/smso-6th-form-2005-2006-meet-up-party.html' title='SMSO 6th Form 2005-2006 Meet-up Party Update'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-2924594626495124794</id><published>2009-06-16T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T05:54:20.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first grade A in UBD.. Ever..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SjeVkFnND_I/AAAAAAAAAhs/CrMs6SISxtk/s1600-h/Results-winner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SjeVkFnND_I/AAAAAAAAAhs/CrMs6SISxtk/s400/Results-winner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347907529740193778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The examinations results were out today at around 2 or 3 p.m.. I was told by a friend of mine when I was having a good relaxing moment at the JPMC Jacuzzi when suddenly someone text me through msn, telling me the results are out! Without wasting any seconds, I rushed to take a shower and signed out then headed off to UBD, where I could see the Chancellor Hall was almost crowded with students. I tell you, UBD students are very good in spreading news.. More efficient than CNN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was literally terrified to see my results..Every possibility was in my mind.. "I failed?" "I got E??" and so forth. Then, when I saw my results, OMG.. Not bad.. Guess what, nothing's new. I got an overall grade of C. I was very relieved to see that. Then I browsed through the breakdowns.. I forgot actually, but I only remember 1 course's grade, Organizational Behaviour. I got MY VERY FIRST GRADE A.. HAHAHA... Geesss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, you might be thinking how pathetic I am.. But hell yeah, I'm happy.. Eventhough I got only one grade A for the four semesters I have been through in which this one is the first, it is for me, a remarkable improvement. Aha.. Trust me, for a person who detests THEORIES a lot and who takes the B.A. Accounting&amp;amp;Finance not on interest basis but 'have to' basis, it's hard to achieve grades A..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am feeling pretty good, for the upcoming semesters, I will try my very best to get more A's. Above all, I will try very hardly to get an OVERALL GRADE of A... See you people the next semester..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-2924594626495124794?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/2924594626495124794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=2924594626495124794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2924594626495124794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2924594626495124794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-first-grade-in-ubd-ever.html' title='My first grade A in UBD.. Ever..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SjeVkFnND_I/AAAAAAAAAhs/CrMs6SISxtk/s72-c/Results-winner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-8618965389787549624</id><published>2009-06-13T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T03:10:15.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do I have in store this July?</title><content type='html'>I am not a busy man. lol that's so obvious. However, I think I have events this July.. Just as a reminder for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of course, waiting for the examinations results to come out. I wonder when..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, attending the 2nd SMSO sharing session at SMSO, which will take place on 11th July 2009.. I should wear smart I guess. I love to wear smart clothes lately.. Complete with neck tie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, attending the 2005-2006 SMSO 6th Form meet-up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last, pack all of my things and get my ass off to the hostel sweet hostel where my another torture of studying also begins...... Huh.. I wish for something new.... Not for something less...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-8618965389787549624?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/8618965389787549624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=8618965389787549624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/8618965389787549624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/8618965389787549624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-do-i-have-in-store-this-july.html' title='What do I have in store this July?'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-7442354894588873429</id><published>2009-06-13T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T03:18:38.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy belated Hijrah Birthday to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SjN3toJC1-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/JCmzGvpr91g/s1600-h/mosque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SjN3toJC1-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/JCmzGvpr91g/s400/mosque.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346748808372082658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my second birthday. Not using the western calendar, but using the Hijrah calendar. Ya, I was born on Sunday (if I am not mistaken), 18 Jamadilakhir 1408. Yesterday was 18 Jamadilakhir 1430. So guess what? I am a year older than my age according to the western calendar. 22 years old to be exact.. There's nothing more that I can wish for other than prosperity in my life and may Allah bless me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, maybe it is just me, but whenever I see some Islamic decorations now or whenever I see a picture of Masjid, moon, dates and everything, I am feeling so happy that Hari Raya Aidilfitri will be coming again around September maybe. OOOOOOHHHHH CAN'T WAIT!!!! I hope Allah gives me a longer life this year to feel the joy of raya. But, this year's raya won't be the same as last years, since my beloved late grandfather is not here with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I really miss him and his grateful manner.. Ya Allah, terangilah kubur arwah datukku Muhammad Tahir Bin Wan Salleh dan arwah Isterinya, Zamiah Binti Mat Sam, bahagiakanlah mereka, perluaskanlah kubur mereka dan masukkanlah mereka ke dalam syurgaMu.. Amin Yarabbal Alamin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-7442354894588873429?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/7442354894588873429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=7442354894588873429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7442354894588873429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7442354894588873429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-belated-hijrah-birthday-for-me.html' title='Happy belated Hijrah Birthday to me'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SjN3toJC1-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/JCmzGvpr91g/s72-c/mosque.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-7208269863883141190</id><published>2009-06-11T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:16:35.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Several types of -phobia..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SjHje0RhVNI/AAAAAAAAAhc/1yYKqu8UhRI/s1600-h/phobia1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SjHje0RhVNI/AAAAAAAAAhc/1yYKqu8UhRI/s400/phobia1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346304351233201362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phobia is defined as a strong unreasonable fear of something. There are  many types of phobia. Here are some:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claustrophobia is a fear of being in a small enclosed space, which I think is pretty common among us. Aquaphobia is a fear of water. It's common for goats or humans who do not want to take a bath. Aha. But, it is actually common to non-swimmers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a strong fear of darkness, in which you cannot sleep without lights, you are having Nycrophobia. The most common phobia is the Acrophobia, that is the fear of heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, these two types of phobias are kind of weird to me. Tonsurphobia is a fear of having your hair to be cut which might be difficult if you are a man, while Eosophobia is a fear of the DAWN.. I guess a person who is Eosophobic does not want the night to be over..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-7208269863883141190?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/7208269863883141190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=7208269863883141190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7208269863883141190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7208269863883141190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/06/several-types-of-phobia.html' title='Several types of -phobia..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SjHje0RhVNI/AAAAAAAAAhc/1yYKqu8UhRI/s72-c/phobia1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-6093409863037332439</id><published>2009-06-11T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T06:52:37.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SMSO 2005-2006 6th Form Meet-Up party On 18th July 2009..</title><content type='html'>Some of you might have known about this event. On 18th July 2009, there will be a meet-up party for ex-SMSO 2005-2006 6th form party. So far, the final venue has not been confirmed yet and maybe, next week the place will be confirmed and notified. Sorry to keep you waiting for the details. Anyway, while waiting for the confirmation of the venue, let me explain a bit about the event. Shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 'meet-up party' is supposedly a 'gathering'. The reason why the name is changed to 'meet-up' is because some people think the word 'gathering' is so annoying, because the real 'gathering' should be held for about ten years to come, for instance. So, to respect that opinion, the 'gathering' name was removed and the name 'meet up' comes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This party is not formal. It's just a meet up. To make all ex-smsonians to keep in touch and share things and everything.. Okay, here are the things for the meetup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 18th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;Time: 7pm onwards&lt;br /&gt;Attire: Dress code free&lt;br /&gt;Partners: Allowed, but biasalah, double payment.. Ehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The payment is not yet mentioned, since the place is not confirmed yet. As soon as the place is confirmed, then the payment will be decided and notified on per head basis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually have heard some opinions about this meetup, and most common thing they mentioned is 'apa ada? ganya bejumpa kawan, buringgggg'.. So, here is something new from last year. This year's event, there will be four teachers invited, teacher Noriana, Sir Teck, Sir Charles and Teacher Mas. They are not invited as special uests or Guess of Honour, but as ordinary guests. This is also to make people keeping in touch and share things and stories with these teachers. Furthermore, these teachers are all sporting. No worries. And also, we are trying to come up with interesting games to amuse ourselves. So, if you think you have something, please do tell. It is more than appreciated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay people, will update soon... I wish.. And I hope to see you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SjELeNpvk6I/AAAAAAAAAhU/NCvPDq9vxTg/s1600-h/Swimming-Cap-See-you-later-alligator-797421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SjELeNpvk6I/AAAAAAAAAhU/NCvPDq9vxTg/s400/Swimming-Cap-See-you-later-alligator-797421.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346066846354215842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-6093409863037332439?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/6093409863037332439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=6093409863037332439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6093409863037332439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6093409863037332439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/06/smso-2005-2006-6th-form-meet-up-party.html' title='SMSO 2005-2006 6th Form Meet-Up party On 18th July 2009..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SjELeNpvk6I/AAAAAAAAAhU/NCvPDq9vxTg/s72-c/Swimming-Cap-See-you-later-alligator-797421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-1716545631708642792</id><published>2009-06-11T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T06:20:26.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercising and diet-ing....</title><content type='html'>It has been 3 weeks after I first commencing my soooo-called 'healthy lifestyle'. Initially, I was supposed to have a massive training, together with a healthy diet. This is just a way to get a defined toned body. Ya, at first I was kind of interested and inspired to live through with this thingies.. But as time goes by, my cravings to eat fatty foods and instant food is increasing and it is just my third week! Huh.. I wonder how people could go through all these diets. Training is ok so far, but diet.. No comment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I have decided to go for gym-ing at JPMC, because not only I want to gym-ing, I also want to go for swimming. And I still cannot float very well. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about exercising, JPMC is a cool place for you who wants to tone and shape body. But, I don't think it is really suitable for those who want to body build. The equipments there are just enough, not plenty. Harun gym is the best gym for you who wish to look like Batista or The Rock. Aha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal of going to gym is actually to have a fit body, not to have a big muscular body. Trust me, I don't like my body to be that big. It makes me very difficult to buy shirts. If you have a fit body, it is a heaven. Whatever you wear, it looks good, especially smart wears. That's why I am trying my best to have a well-defined and fit body, which does not seem that successful.. maybe yet.. Who knows.. Aha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, there was a time before I went to gym, I ate an instant food. Indomee. And hell yeah, I learnt a lesson in a painful way. I got cramps on my abs! Only God knows how hurting it was. Literally killing! Huh.. Now, I won't eat any instant food before gym anymore. I might die!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 1 thing I love the most in JPMC is the jacuzzi.. ehe.. Now, I have to exercise more and more since this week I have eaten so many fatty foods.. huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SjEDeHAHQgI/AAAAAAAAAhM/TvnQPrx1OaU/s1600-h/exercise.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SjEDeHAHQgI/AAAAAAAAAhM/TvnQPrx1OaU/s400/exercise.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346058048475972098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-1716545631708642792?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/1716545631708642792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=1716545631708642792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/1716545631708642792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/1716545631708642792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/06/exercising-and-diet-ing.html' title='Exercising and diet-ing....'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SjEDeHAHQgI/AAAAAAAAAhM/TvnQPrx1OaU/s72-c/exercise.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-3772283443255793021</id><published>2009-06-11T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T05:39:08.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't know that....</title><content type='html'>When we are revising, often some of us prefer to memorize what we are studying. That way is more 'practical' for some people. But, this practice can be a failure to our revision when there are specific words to memorize and those words are 5 inches long! Many people, I think including me, are afraid of long words. This kind of fear is something that scientifically called as 'HIPPOPOTOMONSTROSESQUIPPEDALIOPHOBIA'.. No wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SjD6nmnZGGI/AAAAAAAAAhE/gmzaTNg1HM4/s1600-h/ICONATOR_32fd965aa1a6ef4f1e8f4de14d141a4b.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 71px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SjD6nmnZGGI/AAAAAAAAAhE/gmzaTNg1HM4/s400/ICONATOR_32fd965aa1a6ef4f1e8f4de14d141a4b.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346048315976390754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a mental illness named 'Boanthrophy'. This is a very strange mental illness in which the Boanthrophy patient is thinking himself as a bull! While another mental illness called 'Lycanthrophy' makes a person to think that he is a wolf.. Hmm.. I wonder what will happen if two people with these two mental llnesses meet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SjD1qnue_FI/AAAAAAAAAg0/1zdcCfVnBgw/s1600-h/barnyard0727066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SjD1qnue_FI/AAAAAAAAAg0/1zdcCfVnBgw/s400/barnyard0727066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346042870256041042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a good one. The word 'Groaking' is a behaviour of watching people eating food and hoping they will offer you some.. lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-3772283443255793021?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/3772283443255793021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=3772283443255793021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/3772283443255793021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/3772283443255793021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-didnt-know-that.html' title='I didn&apos;t know that....'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SjD6nmnZGGI/AAAAAAAAAhE/gmzaTNg1HM4/s72-c/ICONATOR_32fd965aa1a6ef4f1e8f4de14d141a4b.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-4086047177411373429</id><published>2009-06-10T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T02:18:24.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The survival power of women..or yet, female..</title><content type='html'>This is very interesting. I was in a book store where I found a book about zoology. Well, don't get me wrong, I am not a kind of person who makes a book store as my library. I was just stopping by to see some comic books when I saw this book. The title of the book is so scientific that I forgot already. Aha.. Anyway, I was attracted to one of the facts inside, about cockroaches. What I read was that, the cockroaches have actually been living since the times of DINOSAURS! This is proved by the discovery of several cockroaches' fossils where the archaelogists have estimated to be as the same age as the Tyrannosaurus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The scientists claim that cockroaches have an ability to survive through radiations, one of the main causes that contributed to pre-historic animals extinction. But here is the interesting part..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The theory of the cockroaches' survival starts with one cockroach, a female cockroach. It was claimed that, when the earth was having a natural disaster that caused pre-historic animals to extinct, a female cockroach survived eventhough there was a huge radiation as well. The female cockroach also was assumed to carry eggs and eventually laid them. Thus, the cockroaches' 'race' was not terminated and credits for the surviving mother cockroach, the cockroach species still can be spotted all over the world nowadays..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345625042844631618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Si95p3UvwkI/AAAAAAAAAgs/0Y9qZJBwcAI/s400/cockroach.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am actually impressed with this fact. Well, it's indeed true. We can't deny how fit women are. In fact, eventhough men are seen as the women's protectors, but men literally cannot survive without women though. But of course, life has many linkages. Men protect women, women stand for men and many other linkages available. For instance, a husband protects his wife and his wife stands for his kids..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-4086047177411373429?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/4086047177411373429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=4086047177411373429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/4086047177411373429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/4086047177411373429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/06/survival-power-of-womenor-yet-female.html' title='The survival power of women..or yet, female..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Si95p3UvwkI/AAAAAAAAAgs/0Y9qZJBwcAI/s72-c/cockroach.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-6501916958006870574</id><published>2009-06-10T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T01:31:39.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's good to know..</title><content type='html'>A chicken, for its lifetime, which averagely is about 4-7 years old, is capable to produce electrical energy to light up a bulb of 100 watt for five hours through its wastes, if the wastes are accumulated. That's cool. In farms, the chickens' wastes are used as fertilizers. Who doesn't know that, you are so town kids then. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345612491581813442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Si9uPSOf8sI/AAAAAAAAAgU/INWb-YQltAk/s400/chickenpoopers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In some places, animals are known for their 'prophesy' towards natural disasters such as Tsunami, Earthquakes and volcanic eruptions. For instance, Jellyfish can predict the presence of typhoons 10 or 15 hours before it happens and this can buy the Jellyfish time to dive as deep as possible in the ocean. Japanese reportedly love to keep goldfish in their houses because when the Goldfish jumps out from its aquarium, it means that it senses an earthquake striking just hours to come. Fascinating right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345612953368962386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Si9uqKhIpVI/AAAAAAAAAgc/DwYYL4fFfMY/s400/goldfish3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, talking about fever, as you know there is an alarming situation about fevers all over the world now. If your kids are having a fever, do not wait, go and get appropriate treatments. This is because our brains will be damaged if our body temperature exceeds 41 degrees celcius..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345613434197858946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Si9vGJvrWoI/AAAAAAAAAgk/HFrRAah9KBg/s400/fever.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-6501916958006870574?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/6501916958006870574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=6501916958006870574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6501916958006870574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6501916958006870574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-good-to-know.html' title='It&apos;s good to know..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Si9uPSOf8sI/AAAAAAAAAgU/INWb-YQltAk/s72-c/chickenpoopers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-1243164052012425219</id><published>2009-06-10T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T00:46:15.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel sorry..</title><content type='html'>Supplementary lists are out already. Maybe two or three days ago, I am not sure. Alhamdulillah, I am safe. I don't have to go being a nerd during this holiday (which I start to feel the joy of it) to face another exams, supplementary examinations. However, two of my friends are not so lucky. They got supplements, which I feel bad and sorry. I hope it will not demotivate them to keep on trying harder. To wen and yune, you can do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345601776936990002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Si9kfnEGtTI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qhlg_AgntYs/s400/i-sorry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I hope no bad news for me when the results are out.. Let's hope and pray..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-1243164052012425219?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/1243164052012425219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=1243164052012425219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/1243164052012425219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/1243164052012425219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-feel-sorry.html' title='I feel sorry..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Si9kfnEGtTI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qhlg_AgntYs/s72-c/i-sorry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-2089352532749120618</id><published>2009-04-20T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:47:58.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam, exam and exam....</title><content type='html'>Hah.. For quite a very long time, I have not even checked my blog. I even one time forgot about my blog.. lol.. Aha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, exam is coming, and I just wanna stop by to wish all of my friends, all the best.. Here is some advice, study but not too hard please, I really wanna see all of you still breathing by the end of this semester...lol...Ahahahaha..BTW, good luck everyone and happy 2.5 months holiday in advance...:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327017161653689938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Se1d4oDHHlI/AAAAAAAAAf8/KzTFrGpKLPY/s400/exam-stress-funny-answers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-2089352532749120618?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/2089352532749120618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=2089352532749120618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2089352532749120618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2089352532749120618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/04/exam-exam-and-exam.html' title='Exam, exam and exam....'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/Se1d4oDHHlI/AAAAAAAAAf8/KzTFrGpKLPY/s72-c/exam-stress-funny-answers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-3155570447946919256</id><published>2009-02-17T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:22:53.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you sure You are normal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZt4J3_y9mI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Jf9Yf0odCgs/s1600-h/71QY5436MKL.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303965097204577890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZt4J3_y9mI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Jf9Yf0odCgs/s400/71QY5436MKL.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kulop, a person who thinks he is perfect visits a mental hospital. While he is in the mental hospital, he looks at the retarded people with a snobbish attitude and disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After about 15 minutes inside, he walks out the hospital, and mumbling of how sickening the retarded people's attitudes are. "How stupid! They can't even recognise which is clean and which is not!" He mumbled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A security there heard what he said and approached him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Security&lt;/strong&gt;: "You are paying a visit sir?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kulop&lt;/strong&gt;: "yeah.. Actually I am doing a research here."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Security&lt;/strong&gt;: "Oh.. About?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kulop&lt;/strong&gt;: "Just doing a study about human behaviour.. You know, these people here are all stupid. They can't even dintinguish which one is clean, and which one is not.. I think that makes them be qualified to be in there."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Security&lt;/strong&gt;: "Actually, you are wrong sir. They are determined to be here if they give answers to a sensible question insensibly."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kulop&lt;/strong&gt;: "You mean?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Security&lt;/strong&gt;: "That is, if you give answer differently from what a normal person would give, then you are considered to be inside."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kulop&lt;/strong&gt;: "Well, I am not as crazy as them."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Security&lt;/strong&gt;: "Okay, let's try. Let's say you have a bath tub full of water, what is the most sensible normal person would do? Empty it with a bucket, a cup or a spoon?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kulop&lt;/strong&gt;: "Hello! I am not stupid okay. Of course I would use a bucket. That is the most sensible normal person would do okay??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Security&lt;/strong&gt;: "Hah! You are not normal sir. A normal person would just emptying the bath tub by draining it, wouldn't they?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kulop&lt;/strong&gt;: "Errr.. But, you didn't say draining it as one of the choices?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Security&lt;/strong&gt;: "Yes, I didn't. A normal person would be confused with this question and they would ask me back 'wouldn't it be easier to just empty it BY draining it??'"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kulop&lt;/strong&gt;: "errrrr......"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Security&lt;/strong&gt;: "Do you want me to get you a bed sir??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ps:&lt;/strong&gt; Story adapted and modified a bit from my lecturer, MS Annie Dayani.. Ehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-3155570447946919256?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/3155570447946919256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=3155570447946919256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/3155570447946919256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/3155570447946919256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/02/are-you-sure-you-are-normal.html' title='Are you sure You are normal?'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZt4J3_y9mI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Jf9Yf0odCgs/s72-c/71QY5436MKL.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-1429977401504859286</id><published>2009-02-15T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:18:36.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting older? Paranoia or what??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZjYgZGz8KI/AAAAAAAAAe8/nOqt-5aS7Ac/s1600-h/Getting%2520Old%2520When--350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303226612235628706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZjYgZGz8KI/AAAAAAAAAe8/nOqt-5aS7Ac/s400/Getting%2520Old%2520When--350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who in this world stays young? If there is, tell me. Aha. I just want to talk about getting older. I am 21 years old. Hmm.. Young for some people, but for me, I am old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is that? I am not paranoid of getting older, but I feel wasted. Ya, some of you know of how much I always joke about my age, and seriously, I feel good when people think I am younger than I really am. Unfortunately, it never happens. People always guess my age of being two or three years more than my real age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason why I feel 'wasted' everytime I am getting older is that, I have not accomplished anything at a very young age. I haven't satisfied anything yet. I have not made anybody proud of me yet. When I hear someone is successful at a very young age, I feel envy. When I hear someone has experienced many things in life at young age, that is when I feel wasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have heard many stories from my father, my late grandfather and my mother of how they explored their life when they were at my age. My late grandfather, had accomplished many things in his life when he was even 14 years old. He travelled from Sarawak to Brunei. He worked with British. He was there during world war 2, and accomplished many things that I could not accomplished. He was amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me? What have I accomplished that I would be proud to tell? I am already 21 years old, and my life is near to be miserable and is boring. No accomplishments AT ALL.. That is why I could not accept myself getting older and older.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully, once in my life, I would be able to do something that I can consider as an 'accomplishment'..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-1429977401504859286?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/1429977401504859286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=1429977401504859286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/1429977401504859286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/1429977401504859286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/02/getting-older-paranoia-or-what.html' title='Getting older? Paranoia or what??'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZjYgZGz8KI/AAAAAAAAAe8/nOqt-5aS7Ac/s72-c/Getting%2520Old%2520When--350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-83456169246162922</id><published>2009-02-14T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T07:47:27.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some useful tips..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZg343kIloI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Ah4_0PiyIi0/s1600-h/presentation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303050011356468866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZg343kIloI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Ah4_0PiyIi0/s400/presentation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tips here I want to share are tips on presentations.. For students of course. Actually, I am not that good in presentations, but hey, I always got attentions, credits and compliments whenever I do presentations. Aha.. For me, it is all not because I am good, but simply because I practise some tips given to me when I was in secondary schools even during my primary school, trust me, it works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, here are the tips:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) When you are selected to be the presenter, DO NOT wait till last minute time to comprehend your task. Trust me, you will present way better if you have understood your task as earlier as possible. So, understand your task as soon as you have got it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) DO NOT memorize your words, BUT DO memorize your points. Prepare a sequence of which points to be presented first. Students OFTEN do not prepare the sequence, that's why they are ALWAYS lost and getting nervous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Prepare your materials, and rehearse on how you would present. During presentation, please use simple English but academically. No use to use complicated and very formal English if people cannot understand. Sometimes, people will not be impressed, but they will think you are being pompous. It is however different if you are presenting in Malay. Standard malay is always preferred.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Wear appropriately. DO NOT wear too trendy or too simple clothes because people tend to look at you as an amateur and not giving attention on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Before you start presenting, stand straight and look at everybody's face first. DO NOT talk until the entire class is quiet and giving attention to you. If the class is still noisy, attract their attention by asking them to look at you first and tell them "may I have just a few minutes?" or any other words which are demanding attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Project your voice and look at everybody's eyes. If you feel your heart beats real fast, calm down, take a deep breath. DO NOT speak while your heart beats faster, because if you do speak, you will sweat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) You MUST 'intimidate' everyone. There are various ways of intimidating your audience. One of the way is speak in an 'accent', preferably an accent that is unique. But make sure you already know how to speak in that accent, because if not, you WILL NOT understand what you are talking about, as you are too controlling your accent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) When you are presenting, DO NOT hold papers, books or anything big. This is because you will shake easily when you hold something. Try holding something smaller like a laser or a pen, that would help decreasing your 'nervousness' when you squeeze them. Some people hold coin or a small stone in their hands to help coping with their 'nervousness'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) In every presentation, audience expect themselves to be 'entertained', 'guided' and 'involved'. In this case, when you are presenting, 'DO NOT act as if you ARE PRESENTING'. The best advice I have got on presentation is, 'Don't just talk, but smile, talk, laugh, joke, tell stories, imply things, share experiences and all of the things that you will do if you are talking to your friends'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) I think you have heard this. In presentation, communicating is vital. So, communicate with your audience. For examples; If they make noise, ask them "what's up?" and ask them to share (this is to give lesson or to intimidate audience who do not respect your presentation). If they look lost, ask "Are you with me?" and guide them. If they give opinions, say "thank you" and give compliments. Ask them either they understand or not. Simply, 'treat' your audience well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, those are the tips I have got from various teachers and mentors. I have been trained to be a presenter, eventhough I am not quite good. But trust me, these tips help me to get grades A for my presentations. No harm to try anyway.. Good luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-83456169246162922?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/83456169246162922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=83456169246162922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/83456169246162922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/83456169246162922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-useful-tips.html' title='Some useful tips..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZg343kIloI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Ah4_0PiyIi0/s72-c/presentation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-8978858354524707346</id><published>2009-02-13T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:33:37.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>None of your business..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZZll4PNvDI/AAAAAAAAAes/yO-eCZtE5K4/s1600-h/VLorisItsNoneBusiness230x15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302537312701103154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZZll4PNvDI/AAAAAAAAAes/yO-eCZtE5K4/s400/VLorisItsNoneBusiness230x15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, this is just a short post of saying how I feel when people keep on asking something personal about me. Could you please stay away? What my personal life has to do with you??? I do what I do, and listen here, or should I say READ THIS suckers, my personal life is NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS..!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-8978858354524707346?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/8978858354524707346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=8978858354524707346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/8978858354524707346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/8978858354524707346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/02/none-of-your-business.html' title='None of your business..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZZll4PNvDI/AAAAAAAAAes/yO-eCZtE5K4/s72-c/VLorisItsNoneBusiness230x15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-8480150504934219334</id><published>2009-02-13T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T01:02:24.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny story..lol</title><content type='html'>In a village, there live three friends, cow, chicken and a cat.. One day, these three friends hanging out together. They talk and talk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chicken : "I am envy of u cat, u are loved by humans. U are not being discriminated"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cat : "Really? Are u?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chicken : "Yes! Just because I am a chicken, people only see me as an 'egg maker', but then they never know how i feel as a parent that sees every day my chicks are all gone before I can even see their face.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cat : "Oh, I know how it feels. As a parent too, I can't feel more sad to see my kittens are all sold in the pet store.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cow who at first quiet, suddenly cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chicken :"hey, calm down.. What's the matter dude?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cow :"I experience more sorrow than u two. I feel u two."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cat :" How?" (bewildered)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cow : "As a breastfeeding animal who gives milk to human beings, none of them ever call me mother.. They however repay me by making me pieces of beef...UWAAAAAAAA..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cat &amp;amp; Chicken : &amp;amp;^%$#@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302204322534512930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZU2vTM12SI/AAAAAAAAAek/gJiumqtZgu4/s400/funny-cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-8480150504934219334?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/8480150504934219334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=8480150504934219334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/8480150504934219334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/8480150504934219334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/02/funny-storylol.html' title='Funny story..lol'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZU2vTM12SI/AAAAAAAAAek/gJiumqtZgu4/s72-c/funny-cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-7408757155684809488</id><published>2009-02-12T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T01:11:16.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kangaroo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZUfx9FNzpI/AAAAAAAAAcs/jpY-Y6MrkVc/s1600-h/kanggaroo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302179079369117330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZUfx9FNzpI/AAAAAAAAAcs/jpY-Y6MrkVc/s400/kanggaroo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you know that a kangaroo cannot reverse when walking? Or should I say 'reverse when jumping'? Well, it cannot. A kangaroo cannot reverse, that is just its weakness of having long legs, eventhough the legs are very strong indeed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How did a kangaroo get its name? From an article I read, when travellers from west came to Australia, they saw this strange looking creature, jumping around and around. They asked the natives there about the creature's name, and the natives said "kangaru", which actually means "I don't know"... But, the travellers thought it was the creature's name... Hmm.. I wonder how 'ayam' got its name??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-7408757155684809488?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/7408757155684809488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=7408757155684809488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7408757155684809488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7408757155684809488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/02/kanggaroo.html' title='kangaroo...'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZUfx9FNzpI/AAAAAAAAAcs/jpY-Y6MrkVc/s72-c/kanggaroo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-3699029268461245536</id><published>2009-02-12T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:26:36.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th BISAM-2008.. PART 2: Summary</title><content type='html'>Oh well.. Actually this post had been in my list since last year, but then I haven't posted it for several reasons. Now that I have the time, so I post it. Our days at BISAM started on Monday, 27th October 2008. That day, we came early, before 7.30 am we have arrived. But however, we were not allowed to park near our operating room, so we had to park at the place where we supposed were allowed (which apparently also being prohibited..) Hahaha.. The days went very quickly and I kind of enjoying my days there. Felt like working already and no worries over ASSignments.. Seriously speaking, I feel like to just give up and quit UBD.. It gets boring and boring day after day.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, nvm, the opening day was quite a success, at least from my point of view. Before the opening day, we were urged to be ready, and we had to launch our trial editions before the real ones, which were the 1st and 2nd issues. We did not struggle that much anyway, since the guidance from our superiors was amazing. They made it clear on what we should do. Simply, we just have to find stories and write, before proofread. It was a bit tough though, we have to find 'flowery' sentences and 'punching' adjectives throughout our essays. But, we were still enjoying the situations.. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are our articles throughout the days in BISAM..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302181629809981218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZUiGaNs9yI/AAAAAAAAAc0/2sUyRhPfpT4/s400/papers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Telling you the truth, my articles OFTEN been selected as the front page.. Well, you can't blame me for being good..lol..hahahaha.. Days past, and there goes the moment.. Huh.. Overall, I enjoyed the work at BISAM, eventhough we had to go home late, and got one time, I had to drive through super heavy rain in the 'foggy' night.. You can imagine that.. Here are some pictures on spotlight..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302190481400623650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZUqJo9XciI/AAAAAAAAAec/c5vHh1w3YRM/s400/n527070268_2201203_7378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We took a picture with DJ hani.. She's pretty you know, and she treated us very well, very warm. Unlike some DJ/artists/pelakon/pemberita/penyanyi Brunei yang perasan famous ah, nda jua seberapa kadang2 usulnya. Sorry if I talk about YOU boy.. Ahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302188572426619634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZUoahefyvI/AAAAAAAAAc8/n2c2rAY-JaI/s400/2S9B5282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302188574940936018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZUoaq19N1I/AAAAAAAAAdE/jcu_9htAYoc/s400/DSC00039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302188579558208818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZUoa8CzNTI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ILOyOuN0nFs/s400/DSC00069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We were in the medical centre room, and I saw this wheel chair.. So, apalagi...ahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302189200519973298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZUo_FTnybI/AAAAAAAAAdU/34qIFHMyaHU/s400/DSC00076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On the shooting range..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302189203141811186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZUo_PEt2_I/AAAAAAAAAdc/xLHErwOGq4I/s400/DSC00084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Australian troops.. They look cool, they always stick together.. They are all tall, maybe that's why they look cool on field. Well, when I was introduced to them as a journalist by their liason officer, they said :"wow, so young". Hm Hm.. Who told you I look old?? Aha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302189203673910114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZUo_RDlC2I/AAAAAAAAAdk/ANWYrwwKWD8/s400/DSC01569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The gorgeous men of the farewell dinner.. Aha.. At the very left, is Tuan Kasim, the military officer in charge in our operation. He's superly kind...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302189207504638722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZUo_fU5UwI/AAAAAAAAAds/s8aGKi3Mc-U/s400/DSC01736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302189795966523522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZUphvhJGII/AAAAAAAAAd0/JwBqO2oy_-U/s400/DSC01843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was hard for me to persuade a friend of us, kind of, to take this picture.. Ahahaha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302189795111247602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZUphsVOnvI/AAAAAAAAAd8/QhI2OId_xEc/s400/DSC01887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amazing view at officer's mess..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302189796366310962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZUphxAdXjI/AAAAAAAAAeE/YIX1R4_zbNs/s400/DSC01917.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The camera actually was told to be taken care of, sayang jua kan.. aha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302189796997230210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZUphzW4boI/AAAAAAAAAeM/izIMr_Kv3n0/s400/DSC01942.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last night with BISAM..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302189797446028642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZUph1B4jWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/IzhuyD8WUyo/s400/DSC01943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all.. I miss the part of working with Puan Siti Zahira, Puan Rena, Tuan Kasim, ngian and Hj Jai.. I hope I would be given another opportunity.. Ehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After I worked with and saw how military carries out their work, I actually feel something. All this time, I really wanted to be a soldier, but it feels like I don't think I can be a part of it, in a way.. I mean, its personal I won't tell. But, who knows?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-3699029268461245536?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/3699029268461245536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=3699029268461245536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/3699029268461245536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/3699029268461245536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/11/9th-bisam-2008-part-2-summary.html' title='9th BISAM-2008.. PART 2: Summary'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SZUiGaNs9yI/AAAAAAAAAc0/2sUyRhPfpT4/s72-c/papers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-6207838226255861929</id><published>2009-01-13T21:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:33:32.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just lazy..</title><content type='html'>Oh well. I have not updated my blog... Dhaaa.. You can tell though.. Ahaha.. Well, I am kind of lazy to blogging for the very moment.. I have some stuffs to deal first. Hmm... I guess see you people very soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-6207838226255861929?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/6207838226255861929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=6207838226255861929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6207838226255861929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6207838226255861929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-lazy.html' title='Just lazy..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-7415143896766748760</id><published>2008-12-16T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T01:26:30.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari perkahwinan my sis</title><content type='html'>As requested by my sis, marlene, she wants her wedding pics to be on my blog as well. So, here there are.. Only some though, there are so many of them.. Actually, it was this year, around april I guess, just a day before my Exams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280303160482768402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SUdnv4ryphI/AAAAAAAAAcE/M-XMUcJbKiE/s400/IMG_0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My sister, Marlene..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280303169227732386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SUdnwZQwNaI/AAAAAAAAAcM/t9DAvKudcss/s400/IMG_0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her husband.. Hmmm.. Real name..Aliuddin I guess.. We call him Gbut..Ehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280309543447089922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SUdtjbFE0wI/AAAAAAAAAcU/gvq3mKx0yDc/s400/IMG_0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280309555467980818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SUdtkH3FEBI/AAAAAAAAAck/CYmt6h57Iq4/s400/IMG_0106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, my bro in law,my bro,my sis, my cousin and my another sis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280309551124553842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SUdtj3rhoHI/AAAAAAAAAcc/J97G1jOVQlg/s400/IMG_0095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My dad,my sis's father in law, my bro in law, my grandpa, my mom, my sis and my sis's mother in law..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay,that's all..ehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-7415143896766748760?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/7415143896766748760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=7415143896766748760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7415143896766748760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7415143896766748760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/12/hari-perkahwinan-my-sis.html' title='Hari perkahwinan my sis'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SUdnv4ryphI/AAAAAAAAAcE/M-XMUcJbKiE/s72-c/IMG_0028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-2537222539893681607</id><published>2008-12-09T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:58:52.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Persandingan di Kg ayer..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/ST4zLM7nrwI/AAAAAAAAAb0/enh0X1scnwY/s1600-h/Image406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277712080867667714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/ST4zLM7nrwI/AAAAAAAAAb0/enh0X1scnwY/s400/Image406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/ST4zK_hn52I/AAAAAAAAAbs/ihCof5QPlnA/s1600-h/Image405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277712077268969314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/ST4zK_hn52I/AAAAAAAAAbs/ihCof5QPlnA/s400/Image405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tahniah sekali lagi kepada Nurerna di atas persandingan beliau di Kg ayer secara besar-besaran.. Nda banyak gambar rah ku,ani saja.. Yang ada atu..nda kan nda paham?jgn pura pura..MINTA! Ahahahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-2537222539893681607?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/2537222539893681607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=2537222539893681607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2537222539893681607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2537222539893681607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/12/persandingan-di-kg-ayer.html' title='Persandingan di Kg ayer..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/ST4zLM7nrwI/AAAAAAAAAb0/enh0X1scnwY/s72-c/Image406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-2805891491970553631</id><published>2008-12-09T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:46:44.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Nur Erna!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my Best buddies when I was in Sek. Men RIPAS, Erna, got married on 23rd November 2008. She had her 'akad nikah session' and some of us came... Her best buddies.. Hehehehe.. Anyway, here are the pictures YOU are craving at... Hahahaha.. Jgn mareee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/ST4uPLNDQEI/AAAAAAAAAbM/1RQNu-r6WzY/s1600-h/Image256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277706651565244482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/ST4uPLNDQEI/AAAAAAAAAbM/1RQNu-r6WzY/s400/Image256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From left, Sufit, Bibi, the bride Erna and Ct Radiah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/ST4uPPisBSI/AAAAAAAAAbE/cbpK2obH5Jc/s1600-h/Image255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277706652729738530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/ST4uPPisBSI/AAAAAAAAAbE/cbpK2obH5Jc/s400/Image255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tadaaa.. Old gang of mine who came and 'loyally' waiting for the groom..Ehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277706654894798658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/ST4uPXm4N0I/AAAAAAAAAbU/eKKmB2yisoU/s400/Image258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;To erna, didoakan semoga berbahagia hingga ke anak cucu dan ke akhir hayat.. AMIN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277708071556353378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/ST4vh1FUDWI/AAAAAAAAAbk/B-SKIX4YH0E/s400/Image252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hensem sharin atu eh...hemmmmmm...aha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277708073088318146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/ST4vh6yj-sI/AAAAAAAAAbc/PKxv1lTEXVA/s400/Image253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Okay, that's all the pics I got.. Now, may I have some from u people??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-2805891491970553631?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/2805891491970553631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=2805891491970553631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2805891491970553631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2805891491970553631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/12/congratulations-nur-erna.html' title='Congratulations Nur Erna!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/ST4uPLNDQEI/AAAAAAAAAbM/1RQNu-r6WzY/s72-c/Image256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-5019330798957623378</id><published>2008-11-27T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T23:01:30.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A break from blogging..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SS-XIAUJeeI/AAAAAAAAAa8/OKFaxbF_fKI/s1600-h/cat-resting2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273599852453394914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SS-XIAUJeeI/AAAAAAAAAa8/OKFaxbF_fKI/s400/cat-resting2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Due to my 'busyness' towards exams and other things, I hereby declare a break from blogging for quite a while... I will resume blogging once I am free again to blog..Hehehe..Ok peeps, good luck for your exams, and happy holiday in advance....See you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-5019330798957623378?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/5019330798957623378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=5019330798957623378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/5019330798957623378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/5019330798957623378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/11/break-from-blogging.html' title='A break from blogging..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SS-XIAUJeeI/AAAAAAAAAa8/OKFaxbF_fKI/s72-c/cat-resting2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-5101711075470042990</id><published>2008-11-17T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T07:13:17.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya Qadhi Al Hajat..</title><content type='html'>-This post is in Malay, because the word 'wedding', does not really describe the malay tradition of marriage.. Peace..-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post ini adalah khas sebagai pengumuman/makluman kepada semua ex-classmates 4A1 2003 dan 5A1 2004 di Sekolah Menengah RIPAS dulu, bahawa &lt;strong&gt;Nurerna Bte Haji Ali&lt;/strong&gt; akan melangsungkan perkahwinannya pada &lt;strong&gt;23hb November 2008&lt;/strong&gt;.. Ini adalah maklumat lanjut mengenai perkahwinan beliau:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pengantin Wanita:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;Nurerna Bte Hj Ali&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pengantin lelaki:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;Md Azim Bin Pengarah Haji Brahim&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haribulan:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;23hb November 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alamat:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;No. 447, Kg Bukit Bang Dalam, Jalan Lamunin, Tutong&lt;/u&gt; (kalau nda tau dimana, ikut lah urang yang tau.. lagi bisai, at least kurang jua kereta and nda payah berebut-rebut parking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jam menerima Jemputan:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;12pm-1.15pm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh itu, adalah diminta semua sahabat handai yang mengenali dan &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;MASIH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ingat akan beliau supaya bersama-sama datang bagi meraikan hari yang bersejarah bagi beliau ini. Jgn ragu, jgn segan, ini adalah permintaan dari bakal pengantin sendiri supaya aku memberigakan kpd anda-anda disana, kerana beliau kehilangan number biskita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan juga, yang buang batu atu, putik tah balik batu kamu atu, apa jua, bukan selalu mengaga ex classmates kawin ani. Kalauku kawin kamu nda datang, ku sumpah kamu jadi anak dara tua/anak teruna tua sampai tujuh keturunan! Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Erna, I try my super best to come ah, coz ada exam.. Ehe.. By the way, Tahniah dan didoakan semoga Allah Ta'ala memanjangkan jodoh kamu hingga ke akhir hayat.. Semoga mendapat baby yang kiut kiut ah.. Hehehe.. Sekian, terima kasih..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-5101711075470042990?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/5101711075470042990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=5101711075470042990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/5101711075470042990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/5101711075470042990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/11/ya-qadhi-ya-hajat.html' title='Ya Qadhi Al Hajat..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-7052000895783967290</id><published>2008-11-09T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T01:25:05.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th BISAM-2008.. PART 1 : Introduction</title><content type='html'>I vanished from UBD from 27th October 2008-7th November 2008. Some of my friends who did not know what happened asked me where have I been. For sure, I was at Brunei. Haha.. But I was having my.. kind of attachment at Penanjong Garrison, to be one of the editors for publishing articles in conjunction with the 9th Brunei International Skill at Arms Meet 2008, simply known as 9th BISAM-2008. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a major experience for me by far, since I am really excited to work with army.. However, I only worked with them as a civilian(of course).. But it suffice though. At least, I could get some valuable experience, and on top of that, I can be acquainted well with the way army is. Enough talk, let me get started with 9th BISAM-2008..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266576013727700626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRai-yDVFpI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/EVQ81WtIDpg/s400/2S9B8400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is my team.. I mean the media and internet broadcasting teams. Our superior, Puan Rena was not with us, coz she got food poisoning.. Poor her.. ehehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266577274348463106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRakIKOvZAI/AAAAAAAAAaE/gAr6z-vA8mU/s400/2S9B8404.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Our photographer, Hj Jai (which happens to be I am Jai Junior.. aha), was not in the pic. He took this pic with us posing as our own roles.. Puan Siti (at the very left), was our proof reader, along with Puan Rena. She also made decision for us on what story to write and published. Isa (next Puan Siti), me, Wen or Masqueen (next to me), and Ramzi aka Echie(at the very left), were the editors. We played main roles(perasan), where we gathered info and stories throughout the event.. The ones with laptops are from Defence Internet Technology Unit or DITU, (correct me if I am wrong).. FYI, the man with red laptop is Syahreen and is the owner of Kurapak, as being told by Puan Siti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took pic with two of DITU workforce.. Introducing, to my right (left in your case), is Umie, and to my left is Amal.. Both I think are ITB students doing their attachments in MINDEF.. Cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266579842297182770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRamdolbOjI/AAAAAAAAAaM/pNOhVOW2FiQ/s400/DSC01521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266579856704431186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRameeQYZFI/AAAAAAAAAac/wEAewXPtrdc/s400/DSC01526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266579844321448466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRamdwIDEhI/AAAAAAAAAaU/Zop3gZSYgoo/s400/DSC01523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isa went home earlier when we had this photo taking.. So, he missed the chance..Ehe.. Now, let me introduce the important people among us..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266581820507487842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRaoQx_g_mI/AAAAAAAAAak/77yn5ejoK5E/s400/DSC01535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing with me, is Major Kassim or Tuan Kassim, the BISAM spokesman. He was responsible for the media. And us of course.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266582969240997362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRapTpW7TfI/AAAAAAAAAa0/5zsJkVTMWeo/s400/DSC01278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The multi talented spines, the photographers also the designers. Left, Haji Jai and right, Pg Herris.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266582963383123682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRapTTiTPuI/AAAAAAAAAas/-3LFbCKpN5o/s400/DSC01502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is our senior editor, Puan Siti Zahira. Also our proof reader and story guidance. Our chief editor, Puan Rena, I do not have her pic.. But, you might know her.. She was with RTB, host for the consumer advice kah? Not sure the prog name.. hehehe.. I also do not have the pics of the co-chairmen, Col Yussof and Col Pehin Tawih.. A very special thanks to them for giving opportunity for students to step in..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay people, that is all for the intro.. More interesting things to come..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-7052000895783967290?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/7052000895783967290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=7052000895783967290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7052000895783967290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7052000895783967290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/11/9th-bisam-2008-part-1-introduction.html' title='9th BISAM-2008.. PART 1 : Introduction'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRai-yDVFpI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/EVQ81WtIDpg/s72-c/2S9B8400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-6322340046971690873</id><published>2008-11-08T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:46:52.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new hair(s) cut...</title><content type='html'>I know, when I grow my hair, I look terrible.. I do not know why.. It was recently, I decided to cut my hair.. Then, coincidently, my nephew also cut his hair.. Ehehehe.. Don't you think we look alike???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266560353932619698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRaUvQxPL7I/AAAAAAAAAZs/aitXFI0dCLg/s400/Image193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;And my nephew is kind of growing.. Look at this picture, he knows I am 'cuter' than him.. Hahahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266560741633990834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRaVF1EcoLI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/mQ7FDLTvmjg/s400/Image181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Amboiiiiii... Maybe that what he would say if he knew how to speak yet.... LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-6322340046971690873?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/6322340046971690873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=6322340046971690873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6322340046971690873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6322340046971690873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-hairs-cut.html' title='new hair(s) cut...'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRaUvQxPL7I/AAAAAAAAAZs/aitXFI0dCLg/s72-c/Image193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-5922378698745603875</id><published>2008-11-08T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:36:38.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruit.. Before or after heavy meal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRaS9rKq5SI/AAAAAAAAAZk/vJrzBz-O4fk/s1600-h/fruits_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266558402513528098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRaS9rKq5SI/AAAAAAAAAZk/vJrzBz-O4fk/s400/fruits_04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is very common for us to take desserts after meals.. Well, it's normal indeed.. A mistake all of us do withput realizing the ultimate fact is to eat fruits as our desserts, which apparently is wrong. A scientific research (I could not remember the place the research was done) revealed that eating fruits, especially those with high concentration of vitamin C, is vital to be taken prior to your heavy meals. Take it at about half an hour before your meal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? Because, consuming fruits after heavy meals destroying the vitamins, since vitamins are not as complex as other nutrients. The stomach will concentrate on digesting other heavier nutrients, leaving the vitamins to be consumed by our body less than 1 %.. So people, it is time to change your desserts menu if your dessert menu is fruits..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-5922378698745603875?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/5922378698745603875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=5922378698745603875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/5922378698745603875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/5922378698745603875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/11/fruit-before-or-after-heavy-meal.html' title='Fruit.. Before or after heavy meal?'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRaS9rKq5SI/AAAAAAAAAZk/vJrzBz-O4fk/s72-c/fruits_04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-5067303466236408379</id><published>2008-11-07T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:23:44.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya 3rd part..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okay. After 'beraya-ing' at my house, I went to several houses with my friends. At 3rd day, I went to raya with my friends who were at SMSO while I was 6th form. I went 'beraya' with Fizree, Saiful Hilmi, Tom Suhardy...Chu.. And the gang. Well, not much pics taken.. here are some..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266552293271339330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRaNaEd1AUI/AAAAAAAAAZU/bvLvrS6b2vU/s400/DSC01940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266552289086990210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRaNZ04M54I/AAAAAAAAAZM/vF3cU19AuT4/s400/DSC01932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266554723079963778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRaPngNWRII/AAAAAAAAAZc/-cr4NSj9f38/s400/DSC01943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hmm.. I think tha's it people.. Haha.. It is just too late for me to blog about raya since my friends already blog and displayed the pics when I went beraya with them.. Hehe.. See you next raya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-5067303466236408379?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/5067303466236408379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=5067303466236408379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/5067303466236408379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/5067303466236408379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/11/raya-3rd-part.html' title='Raya 3rd part..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRaNaEd1AUI/AAAAAAAAAZU/bvLvrS6b2vU/s72-c/DSC01940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-3957297324890862791</id><published>2008-11-05T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T02:33:46.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya 2nd part..</title><content type='html'>Wow.. It has been a quite while I'm not updating my blog.. Well, I am exremely busy with my work at BISAM.. Fuh.. But no sigh, that is not how I do, it's my job, I agree to do it and I'm happy with it.. Hehehe.. Anyway, I'm sharing about the second day of Hari Raya.. Syawal, as you all know, is over. NVM, let me get started..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd day of raya was the most hectic'est' day among the other days. We got open house, and I invited some of my friends. Well, thank you to all who came, to those who were not willing or busy or could not make it, I understand.. Hehe..So, I got up early in the morning, to be in gear of preparing things out(I supposed).. The invitation started after the Jumaat prayer. My friends who came were Bibiyani, Sufit, Man and Maam, Inah, Noreen and Ai leng.. Also Karim, my colleague back in ISS. Sorry if I missed out. Ehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my house was officially attacked, I think around 3 pm. I tell you, the number of people was very out of control, that we could not entertain everybody. We had prepared some seats at our garage, for excess amount of figures.. But due to my 'busyness', I could not take pics of how crowded my house was.. Nvm, it is ok. I actually want to share more about this one thing, during that day, a gang turned up with cars of same colours. Coolll.. These men are my sister's friends. They change their cars' colour every YEAR, so that they would drive the cars with matched colour. Here are the pics, I stole from Sufit's blog..ehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265487970775664706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRLFaWMtCEI/AAAAAAAAAYU/h72SY2D_EdY/s400/IMG_1611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265488366828923602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRLFxZnKKtI/AAAAAAAAAYc/tV-5u3YYf0M/s400/IMG_1612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265488924069272610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRLGR1fnHCI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Hq1nqyPj4k0/s400/IMG_1616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it people.. See you again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-3957297324890862791?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/3957297324890862791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=3957297324890862791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/3957297324890862791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/3957297324890862791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/10/raya-2nd-part.html' title='Raya 2nd part..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SRLFaWMtCEI/AAAAAAAAAYU/h72SY2D_EdY/s72-c/IMG_1611.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-1018003895498547552</id><published>2008-10-13T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T00:44:53.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya 1st part..</title><content type='html'>I don't know why, maybe it is just me.. This year's raya is not that happening.. It didn't feel like I was really enjoying it.. It felt like it was just another ordinary day.. Hmmm.. But anyway, I had fun.. I went 'beraya' to several houses.. Okay, let's start with 1st day of raya.. I went to my late grandmother's grave in seria early in the morning, together with my sisters, father and brother in law. After that, we went home and I got some sleep before we went to our relatives houses. We also went to my brother in law's superior's house, who invited us for his 'open house' during 1st day of raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256905257915582770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SPRHetPxCTI/AAAAAAAAAXc/8zJQlgGYtaE/s400/021020081498-small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That house was the 2nd house we visited after my sister's father in law's house. I took pictures with my niece and nephew.. hehehe.. mana ku mau buang peluang.. Rugi jua hp yang berkamera ah.. Haha.. Well, my nephew (the 1 with suspender) cried everytime we were in different houses.. I wonder why.. Hmmm..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't take many pictures during the 1st day of raya.. Only with my niece and nephew.. This one, is me and my twin brother.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256906993979040242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SPRJDwljIfI/AAAAAAAAAXs/tPRnymSIaZg/s400/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;You people know which 1 is me right? At the left is my twin brother, and at the right is me.. We are not really that completely the same anyway.. After we got home, all of us took a good rest.. Because we had open house the next day, the 2nd day of raya.. Huhu.. At that night, some of us hung out dulu before got some rest.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256908014827713170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SPRJ_Li1spI/AAAAAAAAAYE/7HueXbD_QlQ/s400/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abis bank usul durang.. Hahaha.. I also took a picture of my twin that night, in his uniform before he got back to his camp at 3rd day of raya. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256908767497341266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SPRKq_dQyVI/AAAAAAAAAYM/nUxSUbhvSGQ/s400/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's the end of the 1st part of my raya..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-1018003895498547552?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/1018003895498547552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=1018003895498547552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/1018003895498547552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/1018003895498547552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/10/raya-1st-part.html' title='Raya 1st part..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SPRHetPxCTI/AAAAAAAAAXc/8zJQlgGYtaE/s72-c/021020081498-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-1172377558101468138</id><published>2008-10-13T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:13:00.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is she ugly? I don't think so..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I wasn't a pretty child. I was a late bloomer. So now it's always a surprise when someone turns round and says you're pretty"... You might not know whose quote is this. You might think she is not hot, or maybe you might think she is just average. Well, if u do not know whose quote that is, try her movies. She starred in the aviator. Not sure who? Ok, in Val Helsing as anna belknap. Not sure? This might help, she starred as the major role in 'underworld'. Get the hint? If you still don't know, I can't help u.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hot star I'm talking about is of course, no other than the hot spankin' chick Kate Beckinsale.. She is hot, hot and hot. The above statement was made by her. She always thinks that she is ugly, which for me is absolutely WRONG!! Man, for me, she is flowless.. Look at this picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256488519610419186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SPLMdWFMR_I/AAAAAAAAAXU/gA8TqdYIpFA/s400/Kate-Beckinsale-84.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She is gorgeous.. She doesn't have to overdo it to look beautiful and yet looking sexy. Even when she was not acting, she is still gorgeous, just like in this picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256488518184104034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SPLMdQxIcGI/AAAAAAAAAXM/_U1cxeYMs-k/s400/kate_beckinsale_italian_ice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Her beauty looks natural to me.. Huh.. I wish there was a girl like her face around me.. Hahaha.. Hmm.. I have watched Van Helsing and I like her appearance. In underworld too.. She is way too beautiful to be a vampire.. Hehehe.. Well, in my own opinion, among the actresses, she is on top of my most beautiful and hot list, defeating Jessica Biel, Jessica Alba, Angelina Jolie and Scarlett Johanssen.. But of course, Beyonce is still number one if you ask me about my favourite all star..;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-1172377558101468138?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/1172377558101468138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=1172377558101468138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/1172377558101468138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/1172377558101468138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/10/is-she-ugly-i-dont-think-so.html' title='Is she ugly? I don&apos;t think so..!'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SPLMdWFMR_I/AAAAAAAAAXU/gA8TqdYIpFA/s72-c/Kate-Beckinsale-84.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-2788406483313627246</id><published>2008-10-12T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:04:23.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya Aidilfitri celebration at FBEPS on 9th September 2008 or Raya ke-8</title><content type='html'>On last Thursday, we had this small raya celebration.. Just among us, I mean the gang in FBEPS. I arrived late because I woke up late. Aha.. But, I have made it. I came to the celebration and definitely, we celebrated it 'funly'.. hehe.. Enough talking, let's see how the day was like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256474974773653906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SPLAI7odMZI/AAAAAAAAAVM/VRyZzHriEz8/s400/DSC00488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;At this moment, I haven't arrived yet.. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256476207507128082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SPLBQr7BPxI/AAAAAAAAAVU/jL6JfWMfftQ/s400/DSC00495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I actually was just arrived when this photo was taken.. Hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256477522172280418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SPLCdNbnfmI/AAAAAAAAAVk/dVvwln29iC8/s400/DSC00507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256477517064535666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SPLCc6Z1fnI/AAAAAAAAAVc/kwB167ROj4I/s400/DSC00539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256478821342106786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SPLDo1N11KI/AAAAAAAAAV0/4sIRH_Exe5s/s400/DSC00567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This picture really shows that me and ariff were starving.. Hahahaha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256478829418540866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SPLDpTTab0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/wMKVTwSpgTw/s400/DSC00564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Was I talking about boxing? I am not sure.. Hahaha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256480394221575730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SPLFEYph3jI/AAAAAAAAAWM/qKVlnx9GMyA/s400/DSC00570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;oh well.. I am not sure what I and shimah were talking about.. But look at my face.. It seems like I was annoyed with our story.. Hmm.. It must be the story about that annoying person.. Hehehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After we were full, we took a rest.. We were resting and some doing their jobs.. But, in the dark.. hehehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256483021633443362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SPLHdUhVViI/AAAAAAAAAWU/jfvRdFil-j4/s400/DSC00579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256483485652147138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SPLH4VIA28I/AAAAAAAAAWk/5QP2KpGfZ6w/s400/DSC00580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fellows, those are all the pictures I can upload.. The connection was so slow, so I cannot upload more pictures.. Hehehe.. For now, au revoir..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-2788406483313627246?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/2788406483313627246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=2788406483313627246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2788406483313627246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2788406483313627246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/10/hari-raya-aidilfitri-celebration-at.html' title='Hari Raya Aidilfitri celebration at FBEPS on 9th September 2008 or Raya ke-8'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SPLAI7odMZI/AAAAAAAAAVM/VRyZzHriEz8/s72-c/DSC00488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-5647254374461422863</id><published>2008-10-06T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T00:18:16.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SOsK0j7TPkI/AAAAAAAAAVE/rXjvnUPauY0/s1600-h/Selamat%2520Hari%2520Raya%25204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254305288371256898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SOsK0j7TPkI/AAAAAAAAAVE/rXjvnUPauY0/s400/Selamat%2520Hari%2520Raya%25204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's still syawal, and people still are visiting houses for raya.. So, it's not too late for me to say, selamat hari raya, aidilfitri, maaf zahir dan batin.. In this opportunity, I would like to apologize to everyone, my family, friends, colleagues and visiters of my blog for anything bad or annoying or hurting that I have done intentionally or unintentionally, and for anything I have said in front or from your back purpoosely or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During this raya, let us forgive and forget. Don't be so selfish and egoist. Okay? Hehehe.. As I post this, it is already 6th day of raya.. Well, this year's raya is not that enjoyable for me since there are many ASSignments waiting.. Hahaha.. However, no matter what it is, for the Muslims who have accomplished one month fasting, let us be grateful to Allah, for making us healthy throughout Ramadhan, and hopefully Allah will prolong our age till the next Ramadhan. Let us celebrate the Raya Aidilfitri happily, because for the Muslims who have accomplished one month fasting, it is our big day and it is our 'victory day'... Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri, Maaf Zahir Dan Batin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-5647254374461422863?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/5647254374461422863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=5647254374461422863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/5647254374461422863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/5647254374461422863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/10/selamat-hari-raya-aidilfitri.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SOsK0j7TPkI/AAAAAAAAAVE/rXjvnUPauY0/s72-c/Selamat%2520Hari%2520Raya%25204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-8583182531814757036</id><published>2008-10-06T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T00:21:21.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facts about snakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SOrtqYs40yI/AAAAAAAAAU8/rq6bdHEORsw/s1600-h/snake,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254273227722117922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SOrtqYs40yI/AAAAAAAAAU8/rq6bdHEORsw/s400/snake,0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snakes do not blink their eyes no matter what happens. Even if sands get into their eyes, they will not blink their eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254273228753763490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SOrtqci2fKI/AAAAAAAAAU0/3iFtN4RAtrM/s400/604569-Banded-Sea-Snake-0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Furthermore, if you encounter a sea snake in the water, or even any other type of snakes, do not be afraid to be bitten. This is because sankes cannot bite under water. If they bite, they will be drowned! But if you encounter anaconda, please do not wait. Or else you will be swallowed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-8583182531814757036?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/8583182531814757036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=8583182531814757036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/8583182531814757036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/8583182531814757036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/10/facts-about-snakes.html' title='Facts about snakes'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SOrtqYs40yI/AAAAAAAAAU8/rq6bdHEORsw/s72-c/snake,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-2908684510347061867</id><published>2008-09-27T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T02:19:23.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accompanying Farah Mutiah and saying Good bye..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My last post, I shared about Farah in which she was about to go to UK. And now, she has gone to UK. I came to the airport yesterday, 26th September 2008, to say good bye to her. Well, it was just a normal situation. There were also Khaty, Nomi and sister, Faisal, Haji Musa and Nora(left earlier). We had a normal talk and joking around, since I haven't met Khaty and Nomi for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Farah looked quite okay at 1st.. She even said "kenapa aku nda menangis ahhh..".. Hehe.. Well, she looked okay at fist, but not until her flight getting closer and she was about to walk away.. These are the pics I took..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250625363874636834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SN338w5nZCI/AAAAAAAAAT8/hOlwGzBesMc/s400/image(260).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250624587840653826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SN33Pl8sigI/AAAAAAAAATs/WfKUFL5fN9g/s400/image(261).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;At this moment, nobody cried yet.. farah still was cheerful.. Then, this was the scene when she was about to leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250625364873301970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SN3380ntz9I/AAAAAAAAAT0/bWNGowLErHM/s400/image(269).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250625367136523218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SN3389DT09I/AAAAAAAAAUE/y7QaWbR0qy8/s400/image(263).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250625365670018162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SN3383lqvHI/AAAAAAAAAUM/zbLcTWERkzs/s400/image(262).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Nomi and Khaty was trying their best not to cry at 1st.. But, they couldn't stand it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250625902542058962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SN34cHl79dI/AAAAAAAAAUU/sUYWj8XdYIQ/s400/image(265).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250625903569468226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SN34cLa4-0I/AAAAAAAAAUc/uPZbyxc6rIg/s400/image(266).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250626208488465554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SN34t7VPpJI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Pl3vQYDt_WY/s400/image(267).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh my.. They are really women.. Hehehe.. Well, it was an emotional moment anyway. Lucky that I am a man, so I don't cry easily.. Hehehe.. Looking them crying, it shows that how they are really close to each other.. And now, Farah was off to depart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250626849622069714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SN35TPvaEdI/AAAAAAAAAUs/FtEeqdM9AVg/s400/image(273).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Farah departed, we greeted her family and we went to eat at jollibee.. Thanks Khaty for treating me.. Hehehehe.. lain kali ku lanja kau..  To Farah, all the best and see you in three/one years/year time.. Send our regards to Zatie..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-2908684510347061867?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/2908684510347061867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=2908684510347061867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2908684510347061867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2908684510347061867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/09/accompanying-farah-mutiah-and-saying.html' title='Accompanying Farah Mutiah and saying Good bye..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SN338w5nZCI/AAAAAAAAAT8/hOlwGzBesMc/s72-c/image(260).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-4354650447382048644</id><published>2008-09-25T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T01:54:52.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sungkai luar at sotorindu giant with old gangs..</title><content type='html'>On Thursday, 24th September 2008, my dear friends when I was in high school(and now all of them are also in UBD) invited me to go for sungkai at sotorindu giant.. Remy paid for my buffet.. Hehehehe.. Biasalah, elaun keluar sudah.. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250618674799230034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SN3x3aJwvFI/AAAAAAAAATU/kaLFzfzYmH4/s400/TVXQ1675-small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;These are among the people who joined the sungkai luar.. From left, Jess, Nisa, Zakwan, Bazilah, Meija and Siti Radiah. Not on the pic, me, Bibiyani, Remy and Ronnie. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we went to sotorindu around 5.10pm, and as we arrived, we went to Easi first because Remy wanted to buy a new Easi card for his Indon.. Hehehe.. After that, we entered sotorindu and we sat down. Well, our tables were not that near to the buffet actually, so I was thinking "berabut ni eh.. Takut nda sampat mengaut.."..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my surprise, the waitress came to me and said "boleh mengaut sudah, nanti takut sesak, ramei urang(Indonesian I guess)", so, without wasting time, apalagi!! I was the 1st to start mengaut, then followed by others.. Hehehe.. Peduli tah ku, malu laparrrr... Lagipun kana suruh sudah, ndakan dibiarkan, nda ja?? Hahahaha.. And u know what? We took as much foods as we could.. I will show u stage by stage how our tables were like.. Hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st stage: Just arrived and waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250616077977298962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SN3vgQPKqBI/AAAAAAAAASk/kl-HYEshv6E/s400/image(244).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then, the waitress came and told us to start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;And we started taking the foods as much as we could, and this is the second stage of our tables..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250616639973754978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SN3wA91kCGI/AAAAAAAAASs/QnxHbQT_aqM/s400/image(254).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yeahh.. We took every food we could grab.. Hahahaha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250617559122706274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SN3w2d7v_2I/AAAAAAAAAS0/Yy2_bUfsTKg/s400/image(247).jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is my food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250617559844250194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SN3w2gnx4lI/AAAAAAAAAS8/dAP7F2jUvbY/s400/image(248).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the foods taken for 'extra' taken by remy.. Hahahha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250617563250296098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SN3w2tT2BSI/AAAAAAAAATE/LGyCGBBGr2U/s400/image(251).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is Ronnie's foods..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250617562495298514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SN3w2qf1q9I/AAAAAAAAATM/Pul_08nzwYM/s400/image(252).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And this one is bibiyani's food.. Hahahah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally, final stage..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250619496961714050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SN3ynQ8kp4I/AAAAAAAAATc/gdYvx_NKT0s/s400/image(256).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my plate.. Blurrppp.. Says who thin guys cannot eat so much?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250619500795440098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SN3ynfOmq-I/AAAAAAAAATk/GZ3PLhM6O_I/s400/image(257).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeahhh.. We ate a lot.. We were able to finish them all.. Hahahah.. Actually there is a story. While we were waiting for the sungkai, people kept on looking at us. There were two guys actually talking about us, and I heard them. The conversation was like this..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1st guy:"Eh, banyak jua????"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2nd guy:"mun namanya BEBAYAR"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes sir, u are right. We paid for it. Hahahah.. Technically I didn't pay, coz Remy paid it for me. He treated me.. Hehehehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Btw, it was a nice day and I really enjoyed hanging out with them. Its been a while I didn't hang out with them.. Thank u guys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-4354650447382048644?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/4354650447382048644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=4354650447382048644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/4354650447382048644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/4354650447382048644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/09/sungkai-luar-at-sotorindu-giant-with.html' title='Sungkai luar at sotorindu giant with old gangs..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SN3x3aJwvFI/AAAAAAAAATU/kaLFzfzYmH4/s72-c/TVXQ1675-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-1841499359375447035</id><published>2008-09-24T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:37:56.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell to Farah Mutiah..</title><content type='html'>On Monday, 22nd September 2008, I was invited by Farah Mutiah for a doa selamat ceremony. At sungkai time of course. So, I went to her house together with Azreen, Himahazman and Fizree. We arrived early, about 5.30 pm I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 1st, I thought we were the only Farah's friends, but then, I saw Kydah, Nomi, Nora and Ezanie. The doa selamat was held, because Farah is going to UK for her study, in which she is takin sports science I think. Anyway, I took some pics, but very not clear. I only have these pics.. Nvm, i would post another as soon I got another clearer pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249857999208288402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNs-CQwNkJI/AAAAAAAAASU/RLCLl2olr4U/s400/image(242).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249858262836870402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNs-Rm2KfQI/AAAAAAAAASc/VJ17T5VCy40/s400/image(243).jpg" border="0" /&gt;This pic is blur.. So, to any of these people in this pic, if u have a nicer pic, minta ah.. Anyway, all the best to Farah Mutiah bte Abdul Hamid (the girl at the very left, no tudung and wearing glittering dress)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-1841499359375447035?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/1841499359375447035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=1841499359375447035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/1841499359375447035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/1841499359375447035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/09/farewell-to-farah-mutiah.html' title='Farewell to Farah Mutiah..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNs-CQwNkJI/AAAAAAAAASU/RLCLl2olr4U/s72-c/image(242).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-7409307514559923426</id><published>2008-09-17T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T00:05:33.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's use photoshop.. And photofunia..</title><content type='html'>I love photoshoping. I love to take my own pictures, and I edit them,kind of like modelling(LoL) but just for fun. I actually am not that creative, I mean I edit my photos by 'copying' my images and paste them on another images with intended backgrounds. I don't know how to create images using photoshop brushes alone.. Yet.. But does not matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love to use help of &lt;a href="http://www.photofunia.com/"&gt;http://www.photofunia.com/&lt;/a&gt;. It is cool.. If you wanna use that web, I advise you to edit your image 1st, adding some effects on it.. Like this one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247236033803842706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNHtXyeB9JI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/dXRwvZdcHtU/s400/back+copy+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I edited this image of mine by adding effects of words and that 100 plus, but it does not look like a real 100 plus commercial. So, I use photofunia, and it becomes like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247237365086267234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNHulR4fp2I/AAAAAAAAARE/a8Jl5EzUVKU/s400/PhotoFunia_a9c3c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;See? It looks better.. If you did not edit your picture 1st, it would look like nothing special,like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247238753756006322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNHv2HFKR7I/AAAAAAAAARM/xOjEf2bh8rA/s400/PhotoFunia_1a05b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I mean it is okay, but nothing special. Coz everyone can use that website, and using their face. So when everyone uses that web, you will feel bored to use it. That's why, edit your images 1st to make something different. Here is another example of my edited picture..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247245242612513314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNH1vz9G-iI/AAAAAAAAARc/kOdFtjawYEM/s400/sport+magazine+copy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I took a picture, and I posed with a tennis racquet. I edited that pic into this 'magazine cover'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247244539478965922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNH1G4lAfqI/AAAAAAAAARU/SYZ_XPWXoXU/s400/PhotoFunia_1ab87.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So, adding photofunia effect, it looks like I have my editorial board.. Hehehe.. I also like this one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247245748613238210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNH2NQ9FTcI/AAAAAAAAARk/5UHvsdcER6M/s400/PhotoFunia_1b7f3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Instead of editorial board, I have my own editorial wall.. Not fully anyway.. Hahahaha.. And, my last latest edited picture.. This one has two stages.. 1st it looks like this..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247247477113091714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNH3x4Hj9oI/AAAAAAAAAR0/N-ur5A-SBvk/s400/imprisoned+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then I felt like the effect was not that strong.. So, I added some more effects using words and photoshop brushes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247246474108043090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNH23fohf1I/AAAAAAAAARs/TpNY8q5VMAo/s400/imprisoned+copy+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now, the effect looks stronger. To produce this picture, I actually combined 4 different images, my image(sitting on my bed actually), the ball and chain image, the image of handcuffs and the prison room. Using photofunia, it becomes like this..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247249511637630690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNH5oTUAvuI/AAAAAAAAAR8/d5h9vsBODgY/s400/PhotoFunia_1c50f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cool right? And this one too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247249731349110194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNH51FzT3bI/AAAAAAAAASE/XHpotOApVC0/s400/PhotoFunia_1ba4b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And, check this one too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247250152648513330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNH6NnQ6lzI/AAAAAAAAASM/vc0GyTyLfSE/s400/PhotoFunia_1c700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So people.. There you have it.. I want to edit more pictures next time.. But, my problem is, sometimes my images are not that good to be edited, because I use mobile phone's camera, the one with no pixels. If I use a high quality digital camera, it would be better I guess..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, if u wanna use photofunia, edit your pic 1st, make it much cooler.. Chau..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-7409307514559923426?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/7409307514559923426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=7409307514559923426&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7409307514559923426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7409307514559923426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/09/lets-use-photoshop.html' title='Let&apos;s use photoshop.. And photofunia..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNHtXyeB9JI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/dXRwvZdcHtU/s72-c/back+copy+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-8202405394312099368</id><published>2008-09-17T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:42:38.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Okay' sign..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SM4kV8KfY-I/AAAAAAAAAQM/A9mADZyZKMs/s1600-h/okay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246170575279186914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SM4kV8KfY-I/AAAAAAAAAQM/A9mADZyZKMs/s400/okay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You must be familiar with this sign right? We call it okay sign. Whenever someone makes that gesture, straightaway it means 'okay' or 'no problem'. But, it does not always mean 'okay' or 'no problem'. If you think this sign means 'okay' and being used universally, well, you might wanna think again after you read this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Japanese person might think this gesture means 'money'. A Tunisian on the other hand might think that the person who makes this gesture is telling other person that "you are worthless and I am going to kill you". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are also other more meanings. A frenchman makes this gesture to show 'zero', a Columbian, may take the gesture as a 'deadly obscenity'. And last but not least, if you make this gesture to a Syrian, to that Syrian, it means "GO TO HELL"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So people, you should be careful if you wanna say okay or no problem using your hand, coz it is not a 'universal gesture'.. At all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-8202405394312099368?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/8202405394312099368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=8202405394312099368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/8202405394312099368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/8202405394312099368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay-sign.html' title='&apos;Okay&apos; sign..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SM4kV8KfY-I/AAAAAAAAAQM/A9mADZyZKMs/s72-c/okay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-658874076307774829</id><published>2008-09-16T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:26:31.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sungkai luar..plus Sahlan's b'day celebration..</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday, 16th September 2008, we(FBEPS gangs) went out for 'breaking the fast' at KERN. About 16(if I am not mistaken) of us came to have the sungkai together.. It was planned that we celebrated Sahlan's b'day straightaway. The foods were nice.. Only cost 4.90 per person.. Here are the situations as captured in photos. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246821176270998946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNB0D5uhTaI/AAAAAAAAAQU/yXH53bPMQr0/s400/image(216).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was still early when this photo was taken. Sahlan (the guy in white shirt) probably did not know what was in store for him. We asked the waiter to keep the cakes 1st..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246822135839440978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNB07wZdwFI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ij6q-i9BA8k/s400/image(218).jpg" border="0" /&gt;After all of us had finished eating, the waitress brought out the cake and we sang 'happy b'day' song to him.. Hehehehe..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246822781495799746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNB1hVp778I/AAAAAAAAAQk/mIvYfOoH36w/s400/image(220).jpg" border="0" /&gt; As I said, there were 'cakes'.. Shimah bought two cakes for Sahlan. The story was that, we actually were in dilemma to choose which cake to buy for him. We were attracted to a 'ball shaped' cake, but we have difficulty to clarify, how to cut the cake and distribute it.. Hahaha.. So, me and wen have to do the 'choose', to make the choice, with wen's winning would make the 'ball' to be bought, and my winning would make the chocolate cake to be bought. Fortunately, I won. Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, as we looked around, we saw the cup cake, which was the mini 'ball shaped' cake, so Shimah bought it too.. Asal nda kampunannnn.. Hahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246824312546480770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNB26dQ3UoI/AAAAAAAAAQs/AGog0VsXX7U/s400/image(223).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Manja jua Jah? Hehehehe.. C hjh minta suap bah tu bola ahh.. tapi c sahlan ani nda merati.. Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246824921044357346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNB3d4GEEOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/z5uNFgHTydA/s400/image(226).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we were full, everyone entertained themselves.. So I took the picture.. The pic is not clear, but it looks romantic gituuuu... Hahahahha.. Overall, it was a happening sungkai, and our plan went as planned. Btw, happy belated b'day to Sahlan. Yang ke... Errrr.. 26?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-658874076307774829?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/658874076307774829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=658874076307774829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/658874076307774829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/658874076307774829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/09/sungkai-luarplus-sahlans-bday.html' title='Sungkai luar..plus Sahlan&apos;s b&apos;day celebration..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SNB0D5uhTaI/AAAAAAAAAQU/yXH53bPMQr0/s72-c/image(216).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-2966331914286928073</id><published>2008-09-06T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:18:58.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My top 10 favourite cartoons/animes for relaxing..</title><content type='html'>Different people have different ways of releasing tensions in their heads. Well, I have my own way of relaxing after a hectic busy apocalyptic days with works.. My way is that, I watch cartoons/animes.. Yes, thats the way.. Hehehehe.. But, the cartoons are just not any types of cartoons. Here, I list down the top 10 of my favourite cartoons/animes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before that, let me tell that these two cartoons almost made in the list.. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Cow and chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMH9yMA9MWI/AAAAAAAAAOs/QOLuPEfP-Oo/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242750479896490338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMH9yMA9MWI/AAAAAAAAAOs/QOLuPEfP-Oo/s400/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A story about two siblings, which are a cow(the daughter) and a chicken(the son), with their parents' faces never been seen (you can only see the parents' feet). They have normal life as normal kids with some funny matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Teen Titans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMH8vHS2ZHI/AAAAAAAAAOU/M0C3GJ4HNQ8/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242749327578129522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMH8vHS2ZHI/AAAAAAAAAOU/M0C3GJ4HNQ8/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of juveniles standing up for justice. They have different powers and powerful villains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, let us see my top 10 favourite cartoons/animes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Ben 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMIjgqY_J-I/AAAAAAAAAO8/_Hq0-Knf4XI/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242791960254556130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMIjgqY_J-I/AAAAAAAAAO8/_Hq0-Knf4XI/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A story about a normal kid who has a watch named omnitrix that enables him to transform into 10 cool super-aliens. Together with his grandpa and cousin, they kick villains' butts! Ben always quarrel with his cousin over a minor issue such fame and any ordinary kids stuffs. I like the part when they argue, looks funny..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Oggy and The cockroaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMH9h_xv8pI/AAAAAAAAAOk/iTOp-AXxbqw/s1600-h/51%252BWx4MGdlL__SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242750201733575314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMH9h_xv8pI/AAAAAAAAAOk/iTOp-AXxbqw/s400/51%252BWx4MGdlL__SL500_AA240_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A fat cute cat named oggy who owns a house. He lives with a friend, Joe. He is supposed to be living in luxury, but however there are also 3 cockroaches living in his house, that always making disastrous problems in the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Dexter's laboratory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMIkKHMaQlI/AAAAAAAAAPE/fquguJK-og4/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242792672361071186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMIkKHMaQlI/AAAAAAAAAPE/fquguJK-og4/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dexter is a normal kid who is super genius. He posesses the extreme knowledge on science and technology, in which he has his own lab! However, almost everything he does  gone wrong, when her sister, dee dee steps in his lab. Seriously, dee dee is very annoying in that story, but she can be clever sometimes. Hahahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Tom &amp;amp; Jerry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMIklwXybxI/AAAAAAAAAPM/W84lSRQKOkE/s1600-h/tom-and-jerry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242793147271114514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMIklwXybxI/AAAAAAAAAPM/W84lSRQKOkE/s400/tom-and-jerry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The never ending chasing moments between a cat, Tom and a mouse, Jerry. In fact, they sometimes are friends and sometimes are rivals. Once in a while, Tom wanna make Jerry as his food. Hahahha. I love the fact that they both cannot live with and without each other!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Air gear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMIl1RP1FKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/EBogtWdiLpM/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242794513305769122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMIl1RP1FKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/EBogtWdiLpM/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A story about Air Track sports. It is a kicking butt story. Very cool story. They fight to be the king of AT. I love the actions when they fight on air.. Soooo coooolll..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. X-men evolution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMImRwr7ekI/AAAAAAAAAPc/LsglfwcpV6U/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242795002781465154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMImRwr7ekI/AAAAAAAAAPc/LsglfwcpV6U/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. A story of mutants. They are recruited to save human beings eventhough thay are being hated. I loveeee the actions! I love storm and wolverine.. The climax of the story achieved when apocalypse appeared!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Powerpuff Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMImuGAjP6I/AAAAAAAAAPk/QQcKXwlswQg/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242795489541439394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMImuGAjP6I/AAAAAAAAAPk/QQcKXwlswQg/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. Ya, it is. 3 little girls were accidentally created with the composition of sugar, spice and chemical X! Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup have dedicated their lives to fighting crimes and evil..!! Blossom is a bit mature, Buttercup is a bit aggressive and Bubbles is cute. Together, they make a perfect little girls group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, top 3. These Top 3 made to the list because I knew them when I was a kid, and still am a big fan of them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Dragon Ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMImuWg6aVI/AAAAAAAAAPs/USLhaaIxQlo/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242795493972142418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMImuWg6aVI/AAAAAAAAAPs/USLhaaIxQlo/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most widely known! It inspired me to draw when I was a kid. I started to read the dragon ball comics during primary 3. The story fascinates me and inspired me a lot. The story is about to be on screen in hollywood next year, but I don't like it, because sometimes the hollywood scenes spoil the real story. Man, I really do not expect any kissing or sexual scenes in dragon ball story! If there is, I would say the story would be a big RUBBISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Shin Chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMInXHkgm4I/AAAAAAAAAP8/WCbX-o-RhHU/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242796194335333250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMInXHkgm4I/AAAAAAAAAP8/WCbX-o-RhHU/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cute average kid with outrageous manners and spontaneous reactions. He is cute, cute. and CUTE! I started to read Shin Chan's comic books since I was in primary 1! It really makes me laugh and it enables me to relax very well. I love the fact that the story includes the family story, friendship and school story, but in a funny and hillarious way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, time to reveal my No.1 most favourite cartoon... Maybe some of you did not expect it. But, this is my most favourite. I started to know this cartoon when I was NOT even in pre school. Let me give a hint, in the past RTM 2 played the cartoon every Saturday and Sunday at 7.30 PM.. Can guess? It is a robotic cat, who takes care of a pathetic boy. Get it? Hahahaha.. Yeap! Ang ang ang.. daisuki...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Doraemon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMInXKhpG7I/AAAAAAAAAP0/AxmxY1M4f18/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242796195128613810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMInXKhpG7I/AAAAAAAAAP0/AxmxY1M4f18/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.. Yes, I loveeee itttt!!! It may sound childish, to people who do not really know Doraemon, but for me, it is not. You know why I love it as my 1st most favourite? It is because the story of Doraemon covers almost every aspect, such as friendship, knowledge(trust me, some of my 'knowledge posts' I got them from Doraemon comic books), family matters, mysteries, adventures, suspense, humours and lessons. Hehehehe.. And also, the ideas of modernity in this Doraemon stories are beyond its era, in which we can only dream of, and perhaps may happen in the future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So people, there u have them.. My Top 10 favourite cartoons/animes for relaxing..Peace..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-2966331914286928073?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/2966331914286928073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=2966331914286928073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2966331914286928073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2966331914286928073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-top-10-favourite-cartoonsanimes-for.html' title='My top 10 favourite cartoons/animes for relaxing..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMH9yMA9MWI/AAAAAAAAAOs/QOLuPEfP-Oo/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-6757875892293852281</id><published>2008-09-05T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T00:07:51.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish's heart beat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMIsCtBqITI/AAAAAAAAAQE/W2wQx0pKEJk/s1600-h/image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242801341170590002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMIsCtBqITI/AAAAAAAAAQE/W2wQx0pKEJk/s400/image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A fish's heart beats at a constant rate of 70 times per minute. Unlike humans, the average heartbeats for humans while resting range from 60 to 100 times per minute. For a fish, their hearts beat at that rate, 70 times per minute, regardless if they are resting or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess, maybe it is because they are breathing using gills, not lungs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-6757875892293852281?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/6757875892293852281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=6757875892293852281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6757875892293852281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/6757875892293852281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/09/fishs-heart-beat.html' title='Fish&apos;s heart beat'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SMIsCtBqITI/AAAAAAAAAQE/W2wQx0pKEJk/s72-c/image012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-4883695204268935515</id><published>2008-09-02T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:37:49.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat menyambut Ramadhan Al-mubarak/Happy blessed Ramadhan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SL4TjzpakJI/AAAAAAAAAN8/cPcuvBg6v38/s1600-h/puasa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241648522186100882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SL4TjzpakJI/AAAAAAAAAN8/cPcuvBg6v38/s400/puasa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Ramadhan has started on Tuesday, and the time I posted this post, it is already the second day of ramadhan.. During this fasting month, I feel so good. Everything I do runs smoothly, and indeed, I feel easier to perform my prayers. Well, as u know, Iblis and his army are being confined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Muslims, are supposed to grab any opportunity in this holy month. Shame on you if you do not perform your puasa especially if you are a MAN! Women, they have an excuse. Double your ibadah and right doings, and the most important thing is, it is the time to practise to cope our desires. Also, do not forget to eat dates for your sahur and sungkai, because it brings many benefits as we speak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SL4UGpPAt-I/AAAAAAAAAOE/jSaQrag4ouI/s1600-h/kurma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241649120686421986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SL4UGpPAt-I/AAAAAAAAAOE/jSaQrag4ouI/s400/kurma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, I really cannot wait to celebrate hari raya.. Oh my God, I really really cannot wait. Hehehehe... Btw, Selamat menunaikan ibadah puasa, semoga semua ibadah kita diterima oleh Allah Ta'al jua.. Amin Ya Rabbal Alamin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SL4UWCd3X1I/AAAAAAAAAOM/GGDfHmsi5xg/s1600-h/Pic_Ramadhan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241649385157648210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SL4UWCd3X1I/AAAAAAAAAOM/GGDfHmsi5xg/s400/Pic_Ramadhan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-4883695204268935515?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/4883695204268935515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=4883695204268935515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/4883695204268935515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/4883695204268935515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/09/selamat-menyambut-ramadhan-al.html' title='Selamat menyambut Ramadhan Al-mubarak/Happy blessed Ramadhan...'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SL4TjzpakJI/AAAAAAAAAN8/cPcuvBg6v38/s72-c/puasa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-147425869560465627</id><published>2008-08-29T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T18:53:20.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my Top 6 'must visit' blogs..</title><content type='html'>Nana has nominated me for her listed blogs, so I want to.. Hehe.. I would choose 6 blogs which I visit regularly to read his/her updates.. So, here they are.. The interesting blogs(for me) are..:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Tom Suhardy (tom2107.blogspot.com)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Izzati (sayuriinanz.blogspot.com)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Dang khaty (hypnose405.blogspot.com)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Sir charles (chaz88.blogspot.com)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Nana (nanaaziz231.blogspot.com)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Raihana (Raihana22.blogspot.com)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLin1liX94I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Mkh4S2K5sQE/s1600-h/Ecard-Congrats-001-Lui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240122705496766338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLin1liX94I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Mkh4S2K5sQE/s400/Ecard-Congrats-001-Lui.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no particular reason why I like to visit these blogs, but I found that these nominated blogs are creative, comprehensive , having interesting stories/updates and also, many interesting pictures to see.. And of course to steal.. Hahaha.. The other blogs are also interesting, these 6 blogs are just the blogs I regularly visit.. Hehehehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next time I want to share my Top 10 favourite Cartoons and my Top 5 favourite 'hang-out' gangs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-147425869560465627?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/147425869560465627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=147425869560465627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/147425869560465627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/147425869560465627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-top-6-must-visit-blogs.html' title='my Top 6 &apos;must visit&apos; blogs..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLin1liX94I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Mkh4S2K5sQE/s72-c/Ecard-Congrats-001-Lui.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-9134739173102659702</id><published>2008-08-28T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T01:34:50.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A nice warm welcome for the new Vice-chancellor of University Brunei Darussalam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Wednesday, on 27th August 2008, the new VC, Dr. Hj Zulkarnain(correct me if I am wrong, I insist) invited all UBD students to meet him at the chancellor hall. I came with some of my friends, and we were a little bit late. Chairs were inadequate and we have to sit on the floor... Heheheh..During the ceremony, I took some pictures..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLayREioC7I/AAAAAAAAANE/sZmN_hMw2EQ/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239571222838643634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLayREioC7I/AAAAAAAAANE/sZmN_hMw2EQ/s400/Image035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeahhh.. C boy... Concentrate ya.. Hehehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLevU4DucwI/AAAAAAAAANM/uhbJJBXtF_g/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239849464649118466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLevU4DucwI/AAAAAAAAANM/uhbJJBXtF_g/s400/Image040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLev9s3wWcI/AAAAAAAAANU/FhJwfDEEejY/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239850166020757954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLev9s3wWcI/AAAAAAAAANU/FhJwfDEEejY/s400/Image037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new VC made a very clear and articulate speech.. I was inspired when he mentioned about grabbing opportunities. He said he never thought of being what he is now, in which he has more than one careers, and of course, successes and accomplishments. Who knows.. One day I would be like him.. He should be the role model for the humble UBD students, because he also started as a medicine student in UBD(If I am not mistaken)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the talk, the new VC mingled around to meet the UBD students. We at first was trying to get his attention, because we wanted to take picture with him, and at last we could draw his attention and took picture.. Hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLeyL0Gj3hI/AAAAAAAAANc/AbV4Sg5mxKU/s1600-h/27082008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239852607503326738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLeyL0Gj3hI/AAAAAAAAANc/AbV4Sg5mxKU/s400/27082008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also waited to be informed to go to the camps where foods were served.. Hahaha.. And suddenly, a lady told us to go down the CH and she told us to eat, or maybe tapau.. Hehehe.. If we got plastic bags, surely we would tapau the foods. Anyway, the foods are delicious.. Rugi lah yang nda datang atuuuuu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLezLdMfvlI/AAAAAAAAANk/oo1QdykLFcw/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239853700865834578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLezLdMfvlI/AAAAAAAAANk/oo1QdykLFcw/s400/DSC00078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLezpDH9hQI/AAAAAAAAANs/o2CHz7lfOhY/s1600-h/27082008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239854209263568130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLezpDH9hQI/AAAAAAAAANs/o2CHz7lfOhY/s400/27082008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm.. Nyaman ehhh.. Hehehehe..Anyway, Thank u to the new VC for the useful advice and the food.. Well, this kind of ceremony is rarely to happen, it takes years. That was why I came.. Asta la vista..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-9134739173102659702?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/9134739173102659702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=9134739173102659702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/9134739173102659702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/9134739173102659702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/08/nice-warm-welcome-for-new-vice.html' title='A nice warm welcome for the new Vice-chancellor of University Brunei Darussalam'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLayREioC7I/AAAAAAAAANE/sZmN_hMw2EQ/s72-c/Image035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-7783207362824122188</id><published>2008-08-26T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T08:01:23.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blasting birthday party at holiday lodge on 24th August 2008...</title><content type='html'>I was invited to Hajah Izwaliani's birthday party on 24th August 2008 at holiday lodge. Thank u Hjh, it was a happening party and very interesting. The foods are delicious and the party went very well. I like the 'easi card top up competition' and the lucky draw. I was not lucky, I could not get the top up for my easi :( Ayu was so lucky that she got a lucky draw and top up for B-mobile, and her boyfriend got top up for his easi card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, masqueen and shimah were the fabulous singles that night.. Hahahaha..  But we were not lucky. However, me and shimah got a prize for lucky draw, but poor masqueen... She didn't get any... Keciannn... Hehehehe.. Here are the pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLVmIODkFuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LPvRBmeFJxo/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLVmIODkFuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LPvRBmeFJxo/s400/DSC00073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239206032913471202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the singles of the night... Kekekeke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLVmkeGBB2I/AAAAAAAAAMY/IDdVsSfiMoI/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLVmkeGBB2I/AAAAAAAAAMY/IDdVsSfiMoI/s400/DSC00071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239206518255060834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got hmmm.. Bihun? And mee taitong.. I'm gonna cook something yummy with that. Shimah got Milo for the lucky draw.. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLVnMjOPhMI/AAAAAAAAAMg/7XFTUw6Ox-U/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLVnMjOPhMI/AAAAAAAAAMg/7XFTUw6Ox-U/s400/DSC00072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239207206826509506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesian c wen.. 250 is not a lucky number I guess... Hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the slices of cakes given to me and wen.. Nice pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLVp_F3tg8I/AAAAAAAAAM0/-YtsszPzbN4/s1600-h/DSC00058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLVp_F3tg8I/AAAAAAAAAM0/-YtsszPzbN4/s400/DSC00058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239210274143962050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, during the lucky draw, we also tried to make sound using the glass.. I could make a big sound, Masqueen and Ayu took a longer time to produce a sound.. Hehehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLVqtTdnNEI/AAAAAAAAAM8/5FCiEXUu5rk/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLVqtTdnNEI/AAAAAAAAAM8/5FCiEXUu5rk/s400/DSC00069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239211068066575426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all the pictures I got. To those who have the pictures, can I have them? Especially the pictures with Hajah or during Hajah and sister gave their speech.. Anymay, to Hajah and sister, happy birthday and may God bless two of you..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-7783207362824122188?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/7783207362824122188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=7783207362824122188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7783207362824122188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7783207362824122188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/08/blasting-birthday-party-at-holiday.html' title='Blasting birthday party at holiday lodge on 24th August 2008...'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLVmIODkFuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LPvRBmeFJxo/s72-c/DSC00073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-8417787757757781905</id><published>2008-08-25T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T00:08:38.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Betty La Fea VS Ugly Betty</title><content type='html'>I watched these two different versions of Betty. Well, they are similar but different, because ugly betty has not reached the climax yet. I mean, its second season just finished, and third season is on its way. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story anyway, is different a little bit, coz ugly betty is funnier and the conflict is not that dramatic. But I am not talking about the drama, coz ugly betty is actually a 'copy' of betty la fea. I want to talk about the actresses who play betty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 'betties', are played by Ana Maria Orozco and America Ferrera in Betty la fea and Ugly betty respectively. This one is the most original betty, Ana maria orozco..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLOmhS11IWI/AAAAAAAAALw/1Ly_V_iPTLY/s1600-h/lens1559274_ana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238713882485530978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLOmhS11IWI/AAAAAAAAALw/1Ly_V_iPTLY/s400/lens1559274_ana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's hot, isn't she? She is very lean and her body is sexy. This one is the 'english version' betty, America Ferrera..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLOnANIz3qI/AAAAAAAAAL4/m7oGzDO-77w/s1600-h/america_ferrera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238714413530472098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLOnANIz3qI/AAAAAAAAAL4/m7oGzDO-77w/s400/america_ferrera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is pretty, but for me she is short, and a bit 'fleshy'. As betty La fea, this is the spanish version...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLOnebu9wRI/AAAAAAAAAMA/gt0BTe8xWKo/s1600-h/betty_la_fea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238714932844675346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLOnebu9wRI/AAAAAAAAAMA/gt0BTe8xWKo/s400/betty_la_fea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn.. How could a hot lady become this ugly? Seriously, she is ugly. And this one is the english version...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLOn6Rt1fsI/AAAAAAAAAMI/y-H_kzOH0Ro/s1600-h/america_ferrara-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238715411191922370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLOn6Rt1fsI/AAAAAAAAAMI/y-H_kzOH0Ro/s400/america_ferrara-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugly? Not really.. Personally I think both have brought their own roles excellently. But, in terms of 'ugliness', Ana Maria orozco, or Betty La Fea wins. She truly changes from a horribly ugly girl into a hot spanking chick. I am not sure about America Ferrera, she is cute, and I think her role as Betty portrays her. Of course, with addition of braces, dorky glasses, unfashionable cloth, thick eyebrows and ugly hair. That's it, not much changes can be seen. Unlike Ana Maria Orozco, she nailed it, by being two completely opposite charaters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I like America Ferrera, she plays her role in a humour way. I can't wait to see her transformation..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-8417787757757781905?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/8417787757757781905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=8417787757757781905&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/8417787757757781905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/8417787757757781905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/08/betty-la-fea-vs-ugly-betty.html' title='Betty La Fea VS Ugly Betty'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SLOmhS11IWI/AAAAAAAAALw/1Ly_V_iPTLY/s72-c/lens1559274_ana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-7285089018321624490</id><published>2008-08-20T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T22:35:12.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Judging, criticizing and comparing...</title><content type='html'>Note: To those who might feel offended, I apologize, I just can't stand your attitudes... Literally, if u eat this.. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SK-gcUi7C0I/AAAAAAAAALo/tcdB1A5UKdI/s1600-h/red-hot-chilli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237581300067142466" style="WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" height="241" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SK-gcUi7C0I/AAAAAAAAALo/tcdB1A5UKdI/s400/red-hot-chilli.jpg" width="328" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   THEN u absolutely feel the burn around your stinky mouth!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am an optimist person, some people think I am an outgoing person, bubbly, loud, quiet, mean, sarcastic and whatever they can think. For me, u can think what u think the kind of person I am, but I HATE it if u start to judge, over criticizing and comparing me with others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, let me start with criticizing. Criticizing is okay for me, as long as it is relevant, and not too much. I also do criticize a lot. Criticism literally happens if we think something should be spoken, or given opinion, either constructive or destructive. But, if everything u see becomes something that should be criticized, in other word, everything seems lacking to u, for me, it shows that u are just too much and DO NOT understand the meaning of 'nobody perfect'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SKzj4675jOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/1s04RwKajGs/s1600-h/american_idol_judges_auditi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236811033757715682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SKzj4675jOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/1s04RwKajGs/s400/american_idol_judges_auditi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I frankly hate people who criticize what I wear, what I want, what I eat, my personal conduct and privacy(which includes my intimate thingy). For me, all these are the things that I know how to do it myself, AND I DO NOT NEED ANY ADVICE ON THESE MATTERS. So, back off! Don't say I am close minded over criticisms, but do u think it is necessary for u to criticize over those things i have mentioned? If u wanna criticize, criticize my performances in respective perspectives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly, judging. Ya, JUDGING. Have u ever heard a phrase 'don't judge a book by its cover'? Well, I do, and always do. I don't understand why some people always judge me over some matters. For example, 'u are that kind of person....' or 'u are always like that...' If u think u can judge people easily, think again. To be honest, I am a kind of person that sometimes lost. U may say I am talkative, loud and sometimes having bad attitudes, but guess what? My family said I am moody and difficult to read because sometimes I am very quiet, my cousin said I am friendly and my auntie said I am religious-kind of man. SEE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SK-b5kK5BtI/AAAAAAAAALg/3ovDFioExIk/s1600-h/Judging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237576304919381714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SK-b5kK5BtI/AAAAAAAAALg/3ovDFioExIk/s400/Judging.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;U can judge me, but again, DO NOT cross the border. For those people who think I am sarcastic and rude, and sometimes mean, well maybe u need a mirror to look for yourself. If I am being sarcastic, rude or mean to u, it means that u are being sarcatic, mean and rude yourself. Got me? I am not being sarcastic, rude or mean to people who are not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last, comparing. I really really hate it when people just cannot shut their mouth from comparing me with others. What is ur frigging point? Everyone has their own ability and credibility, what u mean when u say something like this, 'he is wayyyy much better than u, I like him, unlike him, u just...bla bla bla!!!!' Why should I be like others? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SK-b5qiMWbI/AAAAAAAAALY/qWxTXBhAuJI/s1600-h/comparing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237576306627729842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SK-b5qiMWbI/AAAAAAAAALY/qWxTXBhAuJI/s400/comparing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I am a lemon, should u compare me with an orange? And can u tell me to be like orange? I can't, because I am a lemon, and never tell me to be an orange. However, its okay to give examples of others' achievements or abilities or determinations which are inspiring like 'He earns 3k now, I think u should follow his tips'. I cannot do or be as what others can do or be, all I can do is making improvements.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only person who can judge me, criticize me and compare me is my mother, because she knows me very very well, even if I do something wrong, she knows it, but she always keeps quiet because she trusts me. And also, the only person who can be compared to me is my twin, afterall myself and him were fused as a zygote before separated and we are the same yet different since 20 years ago plus 9 months and 10 days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, if u think I am talking about u, please do realize about your stinky attitudes. Sometimes, the people who do compare, judge and over-criticize, I prefer not to argue, being defensive and just shut my mouth up, because it's not worth it. These f*king people usually think they are always right. So, I decided to express my feelings here, at least they don't have to listen, but to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-7285089018321624490?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/7285089018321624490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=7285089018321624490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7285089018321624490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7285089018321624490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/08/judging-criticizing-and-comparing.html' title='Judging, criticizing and comparing...'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SK-gcUi7C0I/AAAAAAAAALo/tcdB1A5UKdI/s72-c/red-hot-chilli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-3392864005629766130</id><published>2008-08-19T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T06:06:47.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skinny beauty or Curvy beauty?</title><content type='html'>I read a magazine about fashion. The magazine is all about how the fashion has evolved. I was attracted to a topic about skinny girls and curvy girls. In fashion industry, such as America, skinny models dominate the fashion industry. The designers are hunting for them. The reason is that skinny models are more easier to be tested with designs. Many girls have become anorexic just because want to be as 'pretty' as the skinny models. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trend setter for this 'skinny beauty' was supermodel with infamous cases, Kate moss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SKrEdXUiiPI/AAAAAAAAALA/zLGuVLV0S4w/s1600-h/kate-moss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236213525527038194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SKrEdXUiiPI/AAAAAAAAALA/zLGuVLV0S4w/s400/kate-moss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She literally had caused kids to want a skinny body. Girls with curves were considered 'fat' at that time, and had difficulty to model. One of the models who had difficulty because of having curves was Heidi Klum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, in about 1998(if I am not mistaken), the need of curvy body for the selling of bra entered the business. Gisele bundchen was the supermodel who made the curves to the sale again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SKrE1JE0UtI/AAAAAAAAALI/uLiCO_ibTMw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236213934019859154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SKrE1JE0UtI/AAAAAAAAALI/uLiCO_ibTMw/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Nowadays, the skinny models and the curvy models are competing in the fashion industry. Kate moss' influence is still strong, in which the skinny models are hunted by cloth designers, and the curvy models are hunted by bra and underwear makers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The question, which one makes more money? The curvy models of course. This is because the cloth designing might be glamorous, but the demand for bras and underwears is more. Indeed, Gisele bundchen is the highest paid model in the world, and she is curvy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, I love curvy girls. Skinny girls? Not really. Just look at the celebrity world, skinny girls are hunted by designers, but curvy girls like Jessica Alba, Jessiba Biel, Angelina Jolie, J.Lo and Beyonce are hunted by men and they have been in the list of sexiest women in the world. Skinny girls? Please tell me who have been in the list. Long live curves..LoL..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-3392864005629766130?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/3392864005629766130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=3392864005629766130&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/3392864005629766130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/3392864005629766130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/08/skinny-beauty-or-curvy-beauty.html' title='Skinny beauty or Curvy beauty?'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SKrEdXUiiPI/AAAAAAAAALA/zLGuVLV0S4w/s72-c/kate-moss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-598223280474273126</id><published>2008-08-18T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T04:50:33.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Howles and echoes..</title><content type='html'>In the serene jungle, or in a serene desert, or on a cliff, if we shout, there would be an echo following. Echo makes us it a bit difficult to ensure where the sounds come from. It is natural thingy for the sound to make echo. But, there is a fascinating fact about wolves' howles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wolves' howles are distinct, they do not echo. The sound produces a particular pitch and notes that disable the howles to echo. Hmm.. Intriguing right? I guess the advantage for us is when we hear the wolves howles, we can guess where their direction is.. I wonder why wolves howl during full moon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SKlhjMY9HHI/AAAAAAAAAK4/tTBWtpkyic4/s1600-h/29548_w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SKlhjMY9HHI/AAAAAAAAAK4/tTBWtpkyic4/s400/29548_w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235823299044121714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-598223280474273126?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/598223280474273126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=598223280474273126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/598223280474273126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/598223280474273126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/08/howles-and-echoes.html' title='Howles and echoes..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SKlhjMY9HHI/AAAAAAAAAK4/tTBWtpkyic4/s72-c/29548_w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-2000522567818602481</id><published>2008-08-15T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T05:02:31.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Correction to 'The greedy Amsarra'</title><content type='html'>uuuu.... It seems like a loyal Amsarra's customer got angry.. Hmmm.. Interesting. At 1st, When I read 3rd year student's comment, I pissed and said 'what the F*CK'.. I was about to be defensive, but then, I decided to read that post again, to make sure that I was not lying, but apparently, 'technically', I was lying. Thank u 3rd year student. I realized that I forgot to tell the most important part of the story. Nvm, maybe I was really angry when I posted that post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not an egoist person, and when it comes to say sorry, i am not reluctant. I'm sorry. I wrongly told the story. So, here is the real story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I went to have lunch at Amsarra. My friend told me that there is 'nasi ayam' at Amsarra, only using white coupon plus a dollar. So, I ran immediately after my class at 12pm straight to Amsarra. Then, I ordered nasi ayam, and then, I saw a student ate buffet, with a yummy chicken wing. In the past, last two semesters(or maybe long before), white coupon can buy a piece of chicken wing. And as 3rd year student said, green coupon can have 4 pieces. So, I wanted to buy a chicken wing using white coupon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I queued with 1st year students, and when it was my turn, I asked the waitress.. Here is the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Bulihku bali sayap ayam pakai kupon putih?" (can I buy A chicken wing using white coupon?)&lt;br /&gt;Indonesian waitress: 'Nggak boleh"(CANNOT)&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Eh.. Dulu bulih jua? Peraturan baru dah kah?" (Eh, It was possible in the past.. New rule?)&lt;br /&gt;Indonesian waitress: "Mana ada, dulu pun sama bah" (NO, It never was.. The same)&lt;br /&gt;Me: 'Yakah? Aku nda mau buffet, sayap ayam ja' (Really? I don't want buffet, chicken wing only)&lt;br /&gt;Indonesian waitress: "nggak dapat.. Mesti kupon hijau. Kalau nggak mau buffet, dapat, tapi satu sayap ayam dan FREE satu minuman" (Cannot.. Must use green coupon. If u do not want buffet, can, BUT one chicken wing and Free drink".... And I left with nothing, stared by juniors and embarrased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary of our conversation, I could not use white coupon to buy a piece of chicken wing, I insisted so, but I have to use green coupon to buy a piece of chicken wing&lt;br /&gt;and free drink. So, 3rd year student, that was the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not lying, just wrongly told the story. It is not okay to straight away accused me of being ungrateful though&lt;br /&gt;, I was not complaining about the food, I enjoy the food, but I don't appreciate the way they put the price. Just imagine, two pop mie (cost only 50 cents each in normal stores) cost a white coupon(2.50)?And if u want them to cook 5 packets of Indomee cost $5?? See what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last, the coupon is the money. Government pays for it anyway. And Amsarra is taking advantage, in the sight of mine at least. Well, after all, my blog is not for arguing or telling bad things or to piss people off, but to share, that's why I state "I am just sharing"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, sorry for the wrongly posted post, and I appreciate that some people put attention on what I posted. Thank u, muchas gracious... How to say thank u in French..??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-2000522567818602481?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/2000522567818602481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=2000522567818602481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2000522567818602481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/2000522567818602481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/08/correction-to-greedy-amsarra.html' title='Correction to &apos;The greedy Amsarra&apos;'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-3482927728807072823</id><published>2008-08-14T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:24:22.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twins??? Hahahaha..</title><content type='html'>I just browsed my laptop and I realized that there is something peculiar about this pic. The pic when we were having a picnic at Pantai Seri Kenangan.. Take a look..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SKPcfKuH1wI/AAAAAAAAAKo/NHsPw0GgJlE/s1600-h/DSC00517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234269619946510082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SKPcfKuH1wI/AAAAAAAAAKo/NHsPw0GgJlE/s400/DSC00517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do u realize? Let me give a hint. Similarity.. Ya..That's true.. Don't u think this pic looks like a pair of twins? Hahaha.. Azreen looks like Safni and Boi raihan looks like Azizi.. They look like twins.. Hahahaha.. Don't u think??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-3482927728807072823?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/3482927728807072823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=3482927728807072823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/3482927728807072823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/3482927728807072823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/08/twins-hahahaha.html' title='Twins??? Hahahaha..'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SKPcfKuH1wI/AAAAAAAAAKo/NHsPw0GgJlE/s72-c/DSC00517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-1225323213421347390</id><published>2008-08-13T23:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:10:30.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The greedy Amsarra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SKPYLasi5fI/AAAAAAAAAKg/N6KCLUO5OfU/s1600-h/image(157).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234264882590967282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SKPYLasi5fI/AAAAAAAAAKg/N6KCLUO5OfU/s400/image(157).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amsarra is the restaurant that is responsible to provide foods for male hostellites. U know what? for me, it is the most greediest restaurant ever!!!!! Ok, let's see. Our coupons worth $2.50(white) and $5(green and blue). U know how they sell their foods?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;White coupons-2 cans/drinks/indomee(which only cost 1.80 at any stores)/2 packets of crackers or chocolates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past, it also can buy a dish for buffet, but now, CANNOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Green coupon-5 cans/foods/a dish during buffet and 'FREE' drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daaaa... Free? It's not free okay?? U know, last week I wanted to buy a dish which was chicken wing. The waitress said CANNOT. Green coupon can only buy a chicken wing and there is a 'FREE' drink. What??? Come onnnn!!! A whole chicken can cost about $6-$10 at pasar malam, OKAY??? And at Amsarra, green coupon ($5) can only buy a piece of fried chicken wing and a can of drink?? See what I mean now? Amsarra is wayyy too greedy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-1225323213421347390?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/1225323213421347390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=1225323213421347390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/1225323213421347390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/1225323213421347390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/08/greedy-amsarra.html' title='The greedy Amsarra'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SKPYLasi5fI/AAAAAAAAAKg/N6KCLUO5OfU/s72-c/image(157).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204714478058838557.post-7473770913610616790</id><published>2008-08-09T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:28:00.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The mummy 3</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday night, me, chu and tom watched The mummy 3. Well, I have to say I'm not satisfied with the story. I wanted to claim my money back. For me, The mummy 3 worth to be paid $3, not $7. Huh! Anyway, the story for me is a bit dull, not mysterious and everything comes on a sudden. Got some scenes which are funny, but seriously, overall, I give 3 stars only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The casts also are not really matched. I like Rachael Ray to be evy than the new 1, coz the new evy looks old, and the chemistry that she brings also not as strong as Rachael. And the son, Alex looks too old to be Branden Fraser's son. I didn't feel excited from the beginning to the ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finished the movie around 9 pm, and we were damn hungry. So, we headed to some place to eat. We then decided to have our late dinner at Faize Gadong. I ordered roti telur and mee goreng. Man, a friend of mine said i look fatter, so what. I love eating. At least, I look healthy. Not like the stupid anorexic humans outside there who do not appreciate foods. Anyway, I took a pic of mine, chu and tom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SKPeV4-mecI/AAAAAAAAAKw/g0rwRaBkl2Y/s1600-h/image(186).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234271659588221378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SKPeV4-mecI/AAAAAAAAAKw/g0rwRaBkl2Y/s400/image(186).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204714478058838557-7473770913610616790?l=jaitalksabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/feeds/7473770913610616790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=204714478058838557&amp;postID=7473770913610616790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7473770913610616790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/204714478058838557/posts/default/7473770913610616790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaitalksabout.blogspot.com/2008/08/mummy-3.html' title='The mummy 3'/><author><name>Jai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321301172428471922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czWcFPzH_Ow/TeJqY30BAlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/11GXH8JXKyc/s220/DSCN0646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUuZ5Snw2oQ/SKPeV4-mecI/AAAAAAAAAKw/g0rwRaBkl2Y/s72-c/image(186).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
