<?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-239953210476883032</id><updated>2011-08-17T11:08:07.413+08:00</updated><category term='Random Ranting'/><category term='Random'/><category term='The Reds&apos; Corner'/><category term='Life In Kemayan Atc Penang'/><category term='Just my 2cents'/><category term='Jokes-The Spices Of Life'/><category term='Emo Corner'/><category term='Life Gazing'/><category term='Musics'/><category term='Drama Series'/><category term='ExtraOrdinary'/><title type='text'>~Lif3 GazinG~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-5657158494534318638</id><published>2009-12-29T02:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T02:51:12.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><title type='text'>I'm STILL here.</title><content type='html'>I'm still here.I'd be lying if I tell you I'm so freaking busy that I have no time to blog at all.Well,to be honest, I was quite free back in November but now I'm too busy to even go for movie let alone blogging since my sis is getting married 2 days later.I just fong fei kei my friend, having promised her that I will go for movie with her.Everyone's talking about avatar.As much as I want to watch it, time just does not allow me to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's life lately? Great.I get to know someone new ,have a gathering with my relatives and meet old friends.Talking with old friends was great.When was the last time we talked face to face? 2 years ago.The last gathering we had was after getting our SPM results.Well, we did talk over in msn but it's really different when it comes to talk face to face.Everyone changed.Someone become prettier.Someone become thinner and someone become fatter(me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I change a lot?Maybe...maybe not.2 days ago, I added my juniors in facebook.I added her and her little sister.In case you didn't know, I happen to know her bro 1st, then her and finally her sister.Yesterday, we finally get to talk.Initially, she can't recognize me.She even asked her sister and her sister failed to recognize me as well.Both of them failed to recognize me.According to her, I'm more stylish and sophisticated compared to the very last time I met her.I was like "O really?"Well, I didn't know I changed that much.Well, she changed a lot as well.She is prettier, stunning and gorgeous.3months ago, I met her on a cafe but she didn't notice I was there and I made no effort to greet her as well because of a silly reason.She was with a bunch of friends whom I happen to know but...but...I forget their names... LOL...I only remember 2 names..One is hers, another being the sister of my friend.Well, I don't want to be rude to the rest.So, I chose to ignore them and continue my yumcha session with my buddies.Anyway, she is just another close friend.Nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours ago, one of the closest friend was talking to me.She is a friend that walked through thin and thick with me.You know what?My sis and bro happen to be her two bro's friends.Haha.In other words, Perlis is small that everyone knows each other.Everything spreads so quick.Haha!No PRIVACY MAN!Anyway, back to this friend of mine, she told me the same thing.About how I changed and is now different from what I used to be.Did I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be patient , guys.This will be a lengthy post.I just have so much to write and finally have the time to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to Ashley Tisdale's How Do You Love Someone.The best song to describe how I feel this very moment.I should probably learn how to love someone.I remember I hurt my ex quite badly when she was trying to be nice and asked to be back together.A month later,all of a sudden, she is dating a guy.Don't know what she was up to but recently we met and have little to say.Did I cross the line and did something awful to her?Maybe.She's probably singing Ashley Tisdale's It's Alright, It's Ok to reply me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's alright, ok.I'm so much better without you!"LOLX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.Ignore that lame joke.Carmen just told me that she is off to college next week.I was talking to her yesterday when she was busy packing.Good for her.She will be joining HELP and meet Jac there...So carmen, send my regards to Jac ya?A long and lengthy " &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jacccccccccccccccccccc&lt;/span&gt;" will do.Aw...I miss her soooooooooo much but not that it matters now anyway...Oops.Ignore what I just said.Because Carmen leaving,as a hengtai,I should give her a little present, right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One by one leaving for Uni and college,&lt;br /&gt;I'm envious , happy but not a slight of rage,&lt;br /&gt;Heard your new place will be as good as village,&lt;br /&gt;even though it's no better than living in a cage,&lt;br /&gt;but serenity will surely be the privilege,&lt;br /&gt;still you ought to enjoy your life of your young age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not trying to be Shakespeare wannabe,&lt;br /&gt;But I won't forget you so don't worry,&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you well I will definitely be,&lt;br /&gt;Just make sure you enjoy ur life and be happy,&lt;br /&gt;Call me regularly and sms me frequently,&lt;br /&gt;Or I will bite like dog and sting like a bee;&lt;br /&gt;Still writing even though is late night already,&lt;br /&gt;hopefully you will be touched by my ABCDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLX.It's almost 3am now.I'm off to bed.Lots of works waiting for me tomorrow morning. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-5657158494534318638?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/5657158494534318638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=5657158494534318638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/5657158494534318638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/5657158494534318638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m STILL here.'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-9047535414373960345</id><published>2009-10-22T01:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T01:34:52.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>The One and Only You</title><content type='html'>That silky long hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That face that I care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute like a teddy bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply awesome simply rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your smile is like Honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant buy, not even with money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I try to be funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it means I act like a bunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart was caught in your net,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No choice but to hide like a rat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried and tried and tried to forget,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the heart still wont let.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your  Still with the hair of red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met cos something called fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall we go on a simple date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because that’s what I crave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you my heart is given&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though,I expect nothing in return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ain’t lies or nonsense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because my love to you is permanent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:Oye, I'm jiwang! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-9047535414373960345?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/9047535414373960345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=9047535414373960345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/9047535414373960345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/9047535414373960345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-and-only-you.html' title='The One and Only You'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-220816871196069609</id><published>2009-10-13T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:35:47.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><title type='text'>A Change Of Lifestyle</title><content type='html'>I wonder how should I put this...Hmm, let's just say that I was having an (rather) unhealthy lifestyle with no(or limited) vegetables in my meals, lack of exercises....Something like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, been nagged over and over again by people around me, I (somewhat) changed it.Lately, every meals includes vege...They are not tasty , eatable though...The amount of meats taken is reduced too because obviously if I take more vege, I will have to reduce the amount of meats since I dont have a big enough stomach to have everything in a large portion..Ok, I admit, now I m drooling over spicy friend chicken, prawns and fish. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad thing is , of course, got people hor, keep trying to lure me to them...Seduce me!Damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to gym has been part of my life for the past few weeks.Sweating, surprisingly, feels kinda good.Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday watched Amazing Race Season 15, Epi 3, came to the conclusion, bad guys always win!Life is so unfair!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-220816871196069609?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/220816871196069609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=220816871196069609' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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my 2cents'/><title type='text'>Life, that's what we call it.</title><content type='html'>It's 2.49am now.I'm sitting in front of my pc, listening to JoJo's songs, thinking of what to write on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me, why my blog lacks of update even though I'm free all the time.Hehe,simple, there's nothing much interesting for me to write on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;routine&lt;/span&gt; life where some of you are probably casting an eye of jealousy or envious of.This used to be the life I looked forward to, used to be the life I wanted most but not anymore.I miss my college life, my friends and everything else that used to be in my life last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, watching movie at cinema, going out shopping is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTHING but boring&lt;/span&gt; activities now that I overdid them to spend my time for the last 2-3months.Haha.Now ,the latest activity I m keen on is going to Gym.Sitting too much on pc, now I have a flabby belly.lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is funny,isn't it?Months ago, I was shouting like mad people, wanting holidays.Now?360 degree change of stance.How ironic.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, I dont even know what I want.Holidays?Classes?Perhaps.Haha...Oh yeah and lately, I learned how to PPK.Having promised almost every malay friends that I'm going back to hometown to meet up with them, I ended up PPK.Lolx.Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I had been talking to her about almost everything.lolx.It's nothing special anyway.I don't want it to get complicated for her, for me and for ahem, someone else.It's not just about me and I don't really know what I want actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's life, isnt it? You never really know what you want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.11 am now.Time to sleep I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: JoJo ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-7690939155967832097?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/7690939155967832097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=7690939155967832097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/7690939155967832097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/7690939155967832097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-thats-what-we-call-it.html' title='Life, that&apos;s what we call it.'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-5244358311908528134</id><published>2009-10-02T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T00:23:28.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>My Aunt...</title><content type='html'>My blog is barely alive...Heh!It doesn't matter anyway... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I went to Subang with my family to meet up with my aunt who lives at Subang...So, she brought us around...We visited the Subang Parade, Asia Cafe and etc etc, to name but a few.Cant really remember all then when it came to breakfast on the day we were leaving, she brought us for dimsum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dimsum was ok...The drinks were ok...The place was ok...We were eating then my Aunt started to say something.I cant remember all the details but she was talking and talking and suddenly, it came to the topic of her age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, she said " I'm going to be 60yo soon", with a serious look on her face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us stopped eating and looked at her with a look of disbelief on our faces.There is no way she is 6oyears old when she is just few years older than my mum...Then, my mum , thinking that my Aunt calculated wrongly, started to calculate for her until....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said...."in 8 years time..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost spilt out the food in my mouth the very moment she said "in 8 years time".Her serious-looking face just make things even funnier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone bursted into laughing...Then, she looked at us and keep repeating that she is old and she wasn't joking about it... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, next time I should tell people that I m 27 years old....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 8 years time  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-5244358311908528134?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/5244358311908528134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=5244358311908528134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/5244358311908528134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/5244358311908528134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-aunt.html' title='My Aunt...'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-3014267432624678574</id><published>2009-09-15T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T00:48:16.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just my 2cents'/><title type='text'>Unexpected Dream on the Birthday Eve...</title><content type='html'>15Minutes passed...It's 15th of September 2009 and that signals the end of my 19th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back, tired yet happy, sat down in front of pc and noticed that my blog is pretty much dead...And then, comes the idea of resurrecting it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the title suggested, instead of talking about my Birthday, I m going to have a little  short post about the dream I had on Birthday Eve.Weird it(the title) may sound , but that's exactly what I thought of right after I woke up from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dream is predictable and to say that it's unexpected is pretty much a silly act.Silly Jason...Yes...Silly me...*lol, thought of how Carmen used to pat my head with some silly comforting words*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to make it too obvious.Thus, the detail of the dream is not going to be talked about.It's easily one of the weirdest and sweetest dreams that I had...As weird as it may look like,as sweet as it suggested, a dream is still a dream.The very moment you wake up, things are different...The reality is different and you have to hold your head high and prepare for the challenge of the next stage of your life.You are sad because you care.You smile because it's over and it signals the next stage of your life...A new adventure, a new path.A happier journey and perhaps a sweeter scene to behold...Old journey as the name suggested, is passed and dusted..The memory remains but the reality changed.It's high time to get myself ready for the new journey as more adventurous stuffs await me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said dream comes from the deepest part of our heart...The unseen secret area that held the secret of the things we want most...It's a secret area that nobody can enter except ourselves.I never even thought of "that" and the dream suggested otherwise.Perhaps deep inside me, it's still the same and something has not change too much...Perhaps...Only time will tell...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-3014267432624678574?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/3014267432624678574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=3014267432624678574' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/3014267432624678574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/3014267432624678574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/09/unexpected-dream-on-birthday-eve.html' title='Unexpected Dream on the Birthday Eve...'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-8153470118360401148</id><published>2009-08-13T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T00:14:34.434+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Ranting'/><title type='text'>As time flies...</title><content type='html'>There is always a time when we get older, getting mature,yes?Yes...I think I m getting older...But who doesn't? The fact that others crazy over Jonas Brothers, Linkin park and others prove that I m old...very old indeed...I'm still crazy over M2M, Blue, Westlife,911,The Corrs and these are the famous bands/groups from my age back in my Secondary school life...Yes, I m old...An uncle, perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you grow older, more and more things come into consideration.First, your education then your life then your career then your love then...oh well...With so many things come into consideration, of course the burden and pressure come along as well...They like to party together from what I know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress ler...Burden after burden on my shoulder...Meh..I should go for weight lifting training after this...Gonna lift up all these pressure and burdens...Sien-ness...At times, I do hope that I'm still a kid when my parents can make decision for me...when they can prepare everything for me...Too bad la, I m not some spoilt kid out there...I have to do everything from A-Z on my own....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any chance of me going back as 4years old? Oh maybe 7...Then I can spend most of my time watching cartoon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-8153470118360401148?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/8153470118360401148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=8153470118360401148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/8153470118360401148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/8153470118360401148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-time-flies.html' title='As time flies...'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-1004240485324951994</id><published>2009-07-23T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T01:04:25.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just my 2cents'/><title type='text'>Appearance isn't everything.</title><content type='html'>Was hanging out with friends and came across this topic.Personally, I think appearance isn't everything.It will never be the sole factor you like/love someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a song.Sometimes you like a song because of the beautiful melody but sometimes you like it because of the meaningful/touching lyrics.While melody seems to be the deciding factor for one to like or hate it, lyrics play a vital role too.Without lyric, beautiful melody alone wont able to catch one's heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady with pretty, attractive appearance is never perfect without good manners and attitude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Oh well...I m just too bored and post this for fun... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-1004240485324951994?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/1004240485324951994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=1004240485324951994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/1004240485324951994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/1004240485324951994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/07/appearance-isnt-everything.html' title='Appearance isn&apos;t everything.'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-5916085777312905390</id><published>2009-07-15T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T00:16:54.578+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. Besides your lips, where is your favorite spot to be kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Forehead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. How did you feel when you woke up this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Feel sleepy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. Who was the last person / people you took a photo with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Forget...That's gonna be ages ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. Would you consider yourself spoiled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Hmmm, 50:50?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;5. Will you ever donate blood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;6. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51); font-size: 11px; font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ans: Meow, May etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;7. Do you want someone to be dead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;8. What does your last text message say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: "Dunno.Ask the shop owner la."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;9. What are you thinking right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;10. Do you want someone to be with you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;11. What was the time you went to bed last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: 11pm+, was tired last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;12. Where did you buy the tee you are wearing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: I'm topless now &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;13. Someone on your mind right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: She?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;14. Who was the last person who text you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Meow the cat....=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;TEN Lucky Persons to do this quiz: Do only if you are free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dillan de Vosse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Carmen Khiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. Tan Hua Sheng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. Joan Ooi Zhi Ling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;5. Regene Ng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;6. Daniel Teoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;7. Yik Chunn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;8. Jo An&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;9. Whoever see this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;10. No one else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 51); font-size: 11px; font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;15. Who is No. 3 having a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: He's a soloist...for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;16. Is No. 2 a male or female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Carmen is a male...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;17. If No. 4 and No. 1 get together, would it be good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Yes, they will make great couple =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;18. What is No. 10 studying about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Each to their future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;19. When was the last time you chatted with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Moments ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;20. Is No. 4 single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: She is also a soloist...for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;21. Say something about No. 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;He&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 51); font-size: 11px; font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nags a lot :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 51); font-size: 11px; font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;22. What do you think about No. 7 and No. 8 getting together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Fat Chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;23. Describe No. 9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Fate will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;24. What would you do if No. 5 and No. 7 fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: As if they will... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;24. Do you like No. 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: I'm not a gay =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-5916085777312905390?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/5916085777312905390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=5916085777312905390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/5916085777312905390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/5916085777312905390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/07/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-5089926448742427518</id><published>2009-07-09T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:16:13.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Ranting'/><title type='text'>I can't believe this!</title><content type='html'>I'm craving for classes!!! For the 1st time in my entire life, I m asking for classes! Holy shit...Life without classes is meaningless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm craving for classes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Still waiting for results to come out....*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-5089926448742427518?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/5089926448742427518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=5089926448742427518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/5089926448742427518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/5089926448742427518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-cant-believe-this.html' title='I can&apos;t believe this!'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-6725903734176159099</id><published>2009-07-06T01:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:59:24.870+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just my 2cents'/><title type='text'>Typical Human Nature</title><content type='html'>There is an urge to write something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I trying to write, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, I feel like I m walking aimlessly down a street, looking through the goods, not knowing what steps to take next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human are funny animals.You ask , you call and you try the best for yourself.Yet, you still remain indecisive over what decision to make.You worry about the future, simultaneously thinking about the past.You take your steps, trying not to look back.But without the past, where is the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, you finally make up your mind,still worrying about something else though.You come to think about the consequences of your decision, come to think about the circumstances you gonna face, from A to Z, you think every single thing.Life is funny, isnt it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-6725903734176159099?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/6725903734176159099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=6725903734176159099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/6725903734176159099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/6725903734176159099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/07/typical-human-nature.html' title='Typical Human Nature'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-3124786101215949605</id><published>2009-07-05T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T01:26:40.188+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life In Kemayan Atc Penang'/><title type='text'>It's Just A Matter Of Time</title><content type='html'>Was talking to Carmen earlier.The conversation was weird.She was clearly not in her mood but that isn't what I want to talk about.It's just that talking to her make me has an urge to write this particular post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent weeks, what Carmen and I had been talking about were none other than our future, our next few steps. We are eager to see where we' re heading soon.Where will we be heading?I'm pretty sure most of us are leaving this place.I myself &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MIGHT&lt;/span&gt; be leaving Penang too.Making decisions over my own future ain't as easy as I expected.Listing down the pros and cons ain't helping too much as well.Guess I will have to wait until results come out then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reluctant to leave this place.This is the place I get to know all of you.Getting used to Carmen's nag on me, getting immune to Dillan's self given nickname/compliment and probably still enjoying listening to stupid jokes from John.But the fact is,we are leaving this place real soon.It's just a matter of time.We will be leaving each other behind, pursuing our own dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night time always make me think stuff like this.Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Too bad eh, we are leaving each other without proper farewell party/trip...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-3124786101215949605?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/3124786101215949605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=3124786101215949605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/3124786101215949605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/3124786101215949605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-just-matter-of-time.html' title='It&apos;s Just A Matter Of Time'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-1655811725562619717</id><published>2009-06-28T20:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T20:43:02.651+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Ranting'/><title type='text'>God Tell Me To Do The Same.</title><content type='html'>The ladies, they have the privilege&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;Not replying your SMS and expect you to reply their SMS the next time they send you one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you sent them smses and they didn't even bother to reply albeit the content of the sms was rather important.Sometimes, I dont really understand it.I mean how could you possibly leave the message there without replying ,knowing that your friend is wanting an answer for a that particular question.Then, there go tonnes of reason they can fork up just to make themselves feel better..Feeling lazy, I dont feel like replying, etc etc etc...At the same time, they can sms, talking about nonsense with their other friends.When they need help, they will ask from me and expect me go all the way to help them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, this is superbly irritating, annoying and it just shows how pathetic one can be.The fact that it happens on me when I need an answer(which is VERY SIMPLE, either YES or NO) urgently, just irritates me.Still, when they need help, I didn't  hesitate a moment and help them straight away.Is this how friend meant to be? Is this the way you should be doing after what others did for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said you learn from your mistakes.You fall and you stand up...The next time , they ask for my help, perhaps I should be ignoring them as well...If you yourself cant even answer a simple yes or no, why should I bother myself to help you out.God tell me to do the same thing you guys did to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Yes, I m pissed because I'm waiting for a simple YES/NO for the whole evening....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-1655811725562619717?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/1655811725562619717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=1655811725562619717' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/1655811725562619717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/1655811725562619717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/06/god-tell-me-to-do-same.html' title='God Tell Me To Do The Same.'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-115662670436755705</id><published>2009-06-22T20:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:21:00.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><title type='text'>Homecoming with 4 Fs</title><content type='html'>Two days ago, I went back to hometown.To be honest,going back to hometown is never my best interest.The extremely slow pace lifestyle there is killing me albeit I lived there for more than 10 years before I moved to Penang...But if there is anything I can be proud of my hometown, that will be the traffic.Smooth, unlike in Penang, where you have to stop your car every few meters because of traffic jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason why I went back to hometown was because of Father's Day.So, 3 of us, including my sis and my bro went back to celebrate Father's day with my father.Putting that aside, what I want to talk about today is the F(s) I experienced when I went back to hometown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4Fs&lt;br /&gt;Friend&lt;br /&gt;Familiar&lt;br /&gt;Forget&lt;br /&gt;Forgive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Saturday, the day before Father's day, I happily went out to meet another friend of mine who is on his way to Sarawak after getting the offer letter from UniMAS.We knew each other since primary school, playing together, growing up together in this small little town called Kangar.So, meeting up with him is a must before he moves to UNIMAS for his medic course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached there earlier and walked around while waiting for him.I didn't know I m that forgetful but now I know I am.While walking around and waiting for time to pass, I heard someone calling from behind."Tan...Tan..." I didn't turn around as it had been ages since someone calls me by my surname, the very last time someone called me that was 2 years ago.Feeling weird as that familiar voice keep calling and calling, I finally turned around , decided to see who there were.Standing in front of me were a group of Malay ladies.They looked familiar but I had no idea who they were.Then, we were talking and that particular time, I still didn't figure out who they were. :P When they were about to leave, I finally remember them, still forgetting their names though...I only know that they were once my classmates.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, they left, having no idea that I actually forget them because all the conversations went on with me replying.." yea...." "cool..." "of course..." Lol...So, I kept on comforting myself.It's OK.It's only normal that they remember me because I was one of the few Chinese guys in our school.What so surprising about that, right? And unlike us, they usually call us by our surname while we have to go the hard way of calling their long long,lengthy name...You see,I hate my hometown for another reason.It's way too small.Moments later,I met another lady which she claimed that I know her.I didn't know I know her.And my self comforting effort gone to waste.Here's part of our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Hey, still remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Erk, no...Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Wa, CY(my name) , you damn bo sim lo...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Lady:Last time, you always flirt with me 1 ler...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh? Sorry.Are you sure is me? *inside me, I was like WTH? Since when*&lt;br /&gt;Lady: yea la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, until now, I didn't figure out who the hell is she...Since when I flirt with her?Oh god...After that, I was so happy that my friend was finally there.No more of  Hey-I-know-you-but-you-forget-me-and-I-hate-you moment.Phew...That' s what I thought until I met 2-3 groups of them afterwards and I forget the names of 90% of them.Lol...Small small town...Met one after another...Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, I was talking to my friend who is my junior.She , too was saying that I m " bo sim" because I only remember few of them that I met and all those that I remembered were actually ladies...Forget all guys' name.. LoL.So bad of me... Fine fine...I admit I m bad... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there goes the 4 Fs.I met FRIENDS which looked FAMILIAR to me and I FORGET them all...If anyone of you happen to read this post, please FORGIVE me...I don't mean it but I m aging, growing old and memory is fading :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me Ah Pek Tan next time... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-115662670436755705?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/115662670436755705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=115662670436755705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/115662670436755705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/115662670436755705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/06/homecoming-with-4-fs.html' title='Homecoming with 4 Fs'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-6128177616809140267</id><published>2009-06-03T19:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T20:33:25.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Corner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life In Kemayan Atc Penang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just my 2cents'/><title type='text'>Memories ( farewell v2)</title><content type='html'>Quoted :&lt;br /&gt;D’you know what the saddest farewells are? It’s those shaped by what’s left unsaid. The petulant longing for something more, on the edge of another bend in the road. And yet you wait, you wait and watch until the last ebb of laughter dies out, breathless and bubbly, until the residual silence clings on,forming your collective past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well said, Auntie Khiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;takes a minute to say hello and forever to say goodbye.It's never easy.But parting is what makes the bond closer and the memories even more precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*Recalled in no particular order*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Business Project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Working on the business studies project, Carmen came out with the idea of selling accessories...Secretly, Joel and I were having our own discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joel:&lt;/span&gt; Are we going to sell these stuffs? *pointing at the nail polish*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;..... think so...Do we have other options?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joel:&lt;/span&gt; *smiling, shrug  his shoulder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Me:&lt;/span&gt; Eh, what the heck? Guy selling nail polish...Damn smelly wei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joel:&lt;/span&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; eh, the whole thing break into two. *pointing at the nail polish that broke into two*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; See that?How are we going to sell that?Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen:&lt;/span&gt; ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;-We went for a movie with Joan, carly and Dillan. It was a horror movie and the shittiest we ever watch cos it wasn't scary at all.Yet, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dillan was hiding behind his bag from the 1st minute until the end of the movie&lt;/span&gt;...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The day Chunn drove like F1 driver in the car park of Gurney...The rest of us were like "WTF?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went for Wall E and Jac was sitting beside me, I asked her&lt;br /&gt;"why the movie no dialog 1?" while immitating the robot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Steamboat + Dinners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for steamboat and we took too much of  and tried our best to hide those food so that we dont get fined...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the funny scene of joan get scolded by the shop owner...LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Misc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;-Those days, Jac get bullied and put her hands on her ears, stamping the floor. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Squabbling over inane things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen:&lt;/span&gt; “Eh where is Lorong Seratus Tahun?” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; “Beside Lorong Sembilan Puluh Sembilan Tahun la, hahaha!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen:&lt;/span&gt; …. &lt;em&gt;right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Those days we keep teasing Dillan with his chinese name, xin yu.haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;Those days they thought Carmen and I are couple.It happens everytime new intake comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And carmen, I'm going to miss u...I mean your nagging....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Richard Bard once said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;Don't be dismayed at goodbyes.  A farewell is necessary before you can meet again.  And meeting again, after moments or lifetime, is certain for those who are friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Good luck in the next phase of your life, buddies. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-6128177616809140267?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/6128177616809140267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=6128177616809140267' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/6128177616809140267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/6128177616809140267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/06/memories-farewell-v2.html' title='Memories ( farewell v2)'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-3167418641228389712</id><published>2009-06-02T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:40:03.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life In Kemayan Atc Penang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just my 2cents'/><title type='text'>Life is never perfect.</title><content type='html'>They said life is never perfect.Something, neither you or me dare to deny or argue about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that happen around us have their own good and bad sides.8 more days, we will finish our exam.The good news is, we will be free and have around 1 month of holiday before continuing further.The bad news is, this will probably be our last day together...The fact that most of us are continuing elsewhere probably means that MAYBE/MOST LIKELY we wont see each other again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent 14months together.Watching movie, eating steamboat,skipping class and etc, to name but a few.I'm pretty sure all of us enjoyed them.Leaving is part of what makes life greater.I'm sure most of us can deal with it.Originally, we have the likes of Jac , Carly and others with us and one by one, they left us.Within this 1 year +, we lost a number of friends, at the same time, gained new ones.Though, I must say I m glad to know all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck in the next phase of your life, buddies. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-3167418641228389712?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/3167418641228389712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=3167418641228389712' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/3167418641228389712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/3167418641228389712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-is-never-perfect.html' title='Life is never perfect.'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-2984880543867689716</id><published>2009-05-22T14:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T15:07:55.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just my 2cents'/><title type='text'>Just my 2cents...</title><content type='html'>Long time didn't blog already.So,gonna blog about something that recently most of us are talking about -Getting into a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, Dillan and I have been &lt;s&gt;gossiping&lt;/s&gt; talking about girls and the issue of getting into a relationship.Not surprising right?I mean when two "ma lat lou" have nothing to do, all  they can do is to &lt;s&gt;gossip&lt;/s&gt; talk about girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing of talking to him is of course, his "lame" analyzing skills.He used to tell me X  like him and recently, he turned it around and said X and another girl like me which I doubt.The amazing analyzing skill of his was so funny that most of the time, I couldn't stop laughing... No offense, mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the jokes he made, I think he has a point too.Last month, we were talking about another girl.So, here's the conversations between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: In front of PC&lt;br /&gt;Time: Around 1am.&lt;br /&gt;Tool used: MSN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dillan:&lt;/span&gt; I know the poem is for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt; Right, so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dillan:&lt;/span&gt; So, I'm telling her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt; WTF?You best be joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dillan:&lt;/span&gt; No.I'm not.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt; Nah...You tell her also useless, she don't even know my blog add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dillan:&lt;/span&gt; I will just give her your blog address la then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt; Damn you.If you tell her, I'm going to tell H you are going after her. *blinks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dillan:&lt;/span&gt; Nah.I change target already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J: &lt;/span&gt;WTH?Apa ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dillan:&lt;/span&gt; She is not my cup of tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt; She is starbuck then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dillan:&lt;/span&gt; nonsense.No one can change my mind now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt; Ceh.Like I care.I dont even bother to change your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dillan:&lt;/span&gt; So, now you cant stop me from telling her(the 1st girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J: &lt;/span&gt;ZZZ. Like she will bother about it.You didn't even get to talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dillan:&lt;/span&gt; I'm gonna call her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt; .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(at the same time, I was talking to the girl.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G:&lt;/span&gt; That Dillan sms me said got something to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt; WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G:&lt;/span&gt; He said is about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt; Nothing...He is joking...Don't bother about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(switch back to Dillan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt; ...........You sms her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dillan:&lt;/span&gt; Yes, she didn't reply yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt; She won't reply.I told her not to bother.I said is a joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dillan: &lt;/span&gt;Ask her add me msn.I tell her straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt; Adui...Why go and tell her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dillan: &lt;/span&gt;You wrote the poem already and it's for her, so must tell her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt; Is not time YET.Exam is around the corner.I don't even want to think of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dillan: &lt;/span&gt;When is the time then?I bet after exam you won't even tell her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt; .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dillan: &lt;/span&gt;See...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt; Now is not the time to think of all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dillan: &lt;/span&gt;watever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(few days later, this time with Carmen)&lt;br /&gt;Place: In front of PC&lt;br /&gt;Time: Around 1am.&lt;br /&gt;Tool used: MSN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt; oioi, apa lu buat-ing? Studying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen:&lt;/span&gt; nop T_______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt; That long face again? WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen:&lt;/span&gt; =_______=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt;   =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen:&lt;/span&gt; So, hw's you and "her"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J: &lt;/span&gt;Nothing happen...Like that la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen:&lt;/span&gt; Not going to let her know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt; I'm taking things slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen: &lt;/span&gt;Rite =______=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*more, lazy to type out all *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to say here is, it doesn't matter whether she knows or she doesn't know about it.Sometimes, it's not the matter of giving your all and getting something back in return. To me,the process is the most important part.You can still enjoy the whole thing without having it.Though, I believe Mr Dillan gonna have a different say in this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Post:&lt;br /&gt;Title:Dillan the small boy&lt;br /&gt;Description: How Dillan get the "small boy" nickname :D (credit goes to Ikhwan)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-2984880543867689716?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/2984880543867689716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=2984880543867689716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/2984880543867689716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/2984880543867689716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-my-2cents.html' title='Just my 2cents...'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-5823345034133394827</id><published>2009-05-04T00:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T00:42:23.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo Corner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just my 2cents'/><title type='text'>Crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4 style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The best song to describe how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;Sigh...Back to study....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;David Archuleta : Crush&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I hung up the phone tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Something happened for the first time deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It was a rush, what a rush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; ‘Cause the possibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; That you would ever feel the same way about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It’s just too much, just too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Why do I keep running from the truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; All I ever think about is you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And I’ve just got to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Do you ever think when you’re all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; All that we can be, where this thing can go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Am I crazy or falling in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Is it real or just another crush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Do you catch a breath when I look at you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Are you holding back like the way I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; ‘Cause I’m trying and trying to walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; But I know this crush ain’t goin’ away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Goin’ away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Has it ever crossed your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; When we’re hanging, spending time girl, are we just friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Is there more, is there more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; See it’s a chance we’ve gotta take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; ‘Cause I believe that we can make this into something that will last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Last forever, forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Do you ever think when you’re all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; All that we can be, where this thing can go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Am I crazy or falling in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Is it real or just another crush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Do you catch a breath when I look at you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Are you holding back like the way I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; ‘Cause I’m trying and trying to walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; But I know this crush ain’t goin’ away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Goin’ away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Why do I keep running from the truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; All I ever think about is you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And I’ve just got to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Do you ever think when you’re all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; All that we can be, where this thing can go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Am I crazy or falling in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Is it real or just another crush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Do you catch a breath when I look at you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Are you holding back like the way I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; ‘Cause I’m trying and trying to walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; But I know this crush ain’t goin’ away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; This crush ain’t goin’ away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Goin’ away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Goin’ away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Goin’ away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-5823345034133394827?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/5823345034133394827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=5823345034133394827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/5823345034133394827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/5823345034133394827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/05/crush.html' title='Crush'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-4403574078709378603</id><published>2009-04-27T13:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T00:33:34.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just my 2cents'/><title type='text'>Love Poem For Someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it normal to think,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;about nothing but you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;to ease the pain of missing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and the agony of loving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it normal to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;you and only you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;when the world is spinning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and the ground is shaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Is it normal to think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; of your sweet smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; missing your sweet voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; when you are not around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it normal to stare,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;at the phone of mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;waiting for your call,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;every single time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it normal to get stressed out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;when you're not around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;to live a life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;without you by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it normal to lie wide awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;on the bed every single night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;To think of you and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;the promises I made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it normal to think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;that things cannot get any better ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;to have god sending me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;an angel to my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it normal to have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;minute passes like eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and the world spinning around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;when you are not around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it normal to envy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;the pair of flying doves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;or the loving dolphins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;swimming in the blue sea of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it normal to write&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;a poem about your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;when you have mountains of things to read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and an exam coming soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;It isn't normal or ordinary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;It didn't happen for no reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;It happens because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;written by&lt;br /&gt;Jason Tan on April 27,&lt;br /&gt;dedicating to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I m talented... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-4403574078709378603?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/4403574078709378603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=4403574078709378603' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/4403574078709378603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/4403574078709378603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/04/love.html' title='Love Poem For Someone'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-2595761275681538164</id><published>2009-04-24T23:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T02:35:46.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just my 2cents'/><title type='text'>If Only</title><content type='html'>If only things can be simpler, life can be better, babes can be hotter, traffic can be smoother, groceries can be cheaper, Screamyx can be FASTER....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when we feel lost...If only someone is there to help us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when we feel happy...If only someone is there to celebrate with us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when we make the wrong decision ...If only someone is there to correct us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when we need support...If only someone is there to encourage us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when we need love...If only someone is there to love us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a tough decision to make...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only things can be simpler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only there is turning back for every wrong decision made....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...Maybe I just need to read The Road Not Taken....Perhaps, I will get an idea...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-2595761275681538164?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/2595761275681538164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=2595761275681538164' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/2595761275681538164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/2595761275681538164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-only.html' title='If Only'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-2897332298837241649</id><published>2009-04-13T23:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:58:36.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life In Kemayan Atc Penang'/><title type='text'>Heroes :Dillan's special ability</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So, it's becoming a routine that I update my blog once a month..lol...Ok, back to topic.I,hereby dedicate this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; post of April to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dillan de vosse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Do you guys watch Heroes?Hmm, Dillan loves it.So, Dillan try to have an ability like them and he has it now.This special ability of his keep him alive, keep him immortal and invincible - The BPS Ability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;BPS as in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Beh Pai Seh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The thickness of the skin of his face can prevent bullets from penetrating the skin of his face.Kick him hard in the face, he feels nothing...I repeat, NOTHING.How he works on his ability?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scene 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;In Msn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(few weeks ago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jason: Eh Dillan,why the heck you put your display name as Ron Ng?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dillan: Who's Dillan? I'm Ron Ng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jason: What the fuck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dillan: I'm Ron Ng.Then yau yau will come to me xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jason: ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Scene 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;In Class(few months ago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dillan:Eh Jason, why you didn't come for last class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jason:Syok syok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dillan: You missed out a marvelous show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jason: What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dillan: I'm the benchmark of the class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jason: ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Scene 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Outside class(yesterday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dillan: You know the Princess talked to me already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jason: So?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dillan: She just cant resist the temptation to talk to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jason: LOL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Scene 4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Inside class(yesterday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jason: Eh,Jing Harn didn't drive today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dillan: If I tell her I can send her home,surely she can't resist to accept it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jason: I gonna tell Jing Harn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dillan: Eh, wait wait...nono.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jason:Jing Harn a, Dillan said if he fetch you home, you surely can't resist the temptation to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;            with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jing Harn:Yo, why he so beh pai seh 1...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Scene 5:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Inside class(yesterday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dillan:I took the facebook quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jason: And?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dillan: The result is I'm hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jason: ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dillan: I'm so hot that&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;mirror melts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jason: .........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Indirectly, he is just hinting that he need a mirror for his birthday.Let's get him one for his birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-2897332298837241649?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/2897332298837241649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=2897332298837241649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/2897332298837241649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/2897332298837241649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/04/heroes-dillans-special-ability.html' title='Heroes :Dillan&apos;s special ability'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-2332204362530031851</id><published>2009-03-06T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T00:37:43.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Random Post</title><content type='html'>Looking back at my blog,shaking my head in disbelief ,I shouted and said "Wadafrog?Last update one month ago?Holy shit!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't even matter now.Ok...I'm motivated...at least for this very moment...So, a new post is on the way... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months ago, Jo An, my honey, stopped blogging...She told me that she is the type that read other blogging about their life when she herself just doesn't have the "ohm"(a word taught by someone :P) to write on her blog.Just in case you guys didn't know, she actually drafted a copy of her post on a little piece of paper before she posting it up on her blog..Something I still laugh whenever I recall...Haha...But now, I'm almost the same like she was last time...No, I don't draft...I just cant get myself sitting in front of pc, typing out all these things when I have better things(so called) to do...Ironically, I can spend hours reading other people blogs..Funny,no?Haha...Now, I'm totally the opposite of what I used to be.I rarely get myself into blogging anymore.And even Jo An's blog is more updated than mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting this aside, a lot of things seems to happen in these couple of months, right from early January until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of close friends left and a lot of new one coming in...But this is what we call life, isn't it?And sometimes life can be miserable...Ok, my main point is, no babes in Jan intake...Pitiful right?Sigh sigh....Sigh x10000...Unlike us, Carmen and Jo An already have their own targets...haha...Joking :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, in these few months, our noob commando Dillan became closer and closer to the ice cold Jing Harn...Anyway, just to spice things up,let me put in this little quote...." Dillan is too thin..." :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me,I miss someone and that wouldn't be "I-Just-Woke-Up" Dilan...He is gay anyway....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-2332204362530031851?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/2332204362530031851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=2332204362530031851' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/2332204362530031851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/2332204362530031851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-post.html' title='Random Post'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-5470491456740236049</id><published>2009-02-04T01:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T01:03:31.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just How Lazy I Am</title><content type='html'>As title.Just how lazy I am nowadays.Wanna know? Just read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I m a lazy guy but I turned  worse recently.Why?Even myself cant answer that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to show how lazy I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.The last time I blogged was 4 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.The last time I clean up my room was 4 days ago...I used to clean it daily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.The last time I washed my car was on the 1st week of January until yesterday nite...Forced to wash yesterday night cos too dirty already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.My proud record of not going out house is for 9days.Too lazy to go down to buy lunch, dinner that I ate 9 days of instant noodles+ bread. I was thinking of making it 10...Too bad , ran out of instant noodles and had to go out to restock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.In the last week of December, I accumulated 5 days of clothes before washing it.Another record.Usually I wash it daily....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.I never know I m that lazy.I bought a couple of books...Books I like and I ended up finish reading ONLY 1 of them...The other 4?Well, pretty dusty for their covers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.I never miss replying smses/calls/msn.In the last 2 months, I seldom sms(in general which includes replying),seldom talk on msn and the calls I made were all talking to my mum.Ok...maybe there were few talking to Ms Ho Hui Ying...But that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.The last thing I went to cinema...Ops..I mean the very last time I went to watch a movie was back in September.I went to cinema but didnt watch the movie...Just to pick up tickets for my friends...zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.The last time I went to gym(yes, the one in my house area) was 8months ago... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.The very last time I cook myself some proper dinner/lunch(excludes instant noodle) was on october.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.And almost forget, I ate a whole month of same food for lunch...Bought from the same person.Buy til the aunty also know me and keep sembang with me like good friend.Reason behind it?Not because the food is tasty but because I m lazy to go far just for a shitty lunch.The food are ok...not bad la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Every few weeks I will go to supermarket to stock up foods, groceries and drinks.And because I m lazy to visit Giant and Tesco frequently, I bought a whole month of food supplies and the grand total to pay was Rm 2xx . xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.The last time I attend the Lit class was back in Oct.Reason behind it, I m lazy and I prefer sleeping at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Another lazy thing is I din watch TV for a whole month :D who can break this record? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Now I m lazy to think of what to write next....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-5470491456740236049?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/5470491456740236049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=5470491456740236049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/5470491456740236049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/5470491456740236049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-how-lazy-i-am.html' title='Just How Lazy I Am'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-246771103461852224</id><published>2009-01-06T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:29:24.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><title type='text'>New Year , New Begining, New Chapter Of Life</title><content type='html'>I know...I know...I havent been updating my blog for a freaking long time...And only to update it when the 2nd week of 2009 is approaching... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I almost forget the username and password of this blog...LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, in a blink of an eye, 2008 passed without me really enjoying it...Most of the time  I spent were in front of PC....Kinda regret ,to be honest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Wishes for 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Result coming out soon...Hope everything is ok...&lt;br /&gt;2. Hope I can work harder for May exam&lt;br /&gt;3. Stop being lazybone :P&lt;br /&gt;4. Stop saying " Sien sien" all the time :P&lt;br /&gt;5. Spend sometime learning new skills...(Lately I learn something new on pc...hehe)&lt;br /&gt;6. Hope I can get interested in Literature :P&lt;br /&gt;7. Everything go well in this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything else? I dun think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: See la...Blogging also lazy...write short short only...omg...I m soooooooooooo lazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Currently*&lt;br /&gt;Drinking Pepsi Max, eating KFC, online in KFC outlets in my hometown... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-246771103461852224?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/246771103461852224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=246771103461852224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/246771103461852224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/246771103461852224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-new-begining-new-chapter-of.html' title='New Year , New Begining, New Chapter Of Life'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-3975470329739825717</id><published>2008-11-26T12:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T13:12:30.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just my 2cents'/><title type='text'>Penang Drivers = FAIL FAIL FAIL!</title><content type='html'>A continous version of Dillan's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penang Drivers are so fail fail fail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one reason to that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because here, you flash rm50, you get your license...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, You only need this...You do not need to spend your precious time to wank to learn how to drive...You just need this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.banknotebank.com/display_img.aspx?id=901006&amp;amp;img=a"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.banknotebank.com/display_img.aspx?id=901006&amp;amp;img=a" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you can proudly stick this big "P" on your car and drive as reckless as you can cos they dont give a damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://my.88dbmedia2.jobsdb.com/my_UploadFiles/2008/04/01/889D51B5-AC17-4A15-8288-7DE89A5E594D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 120px;" src="http://my.88dbmedia2.jobsdb.com/my_UploadFiles/2008/04/01/889D51B5-AC17-4A15-8288-7DE89A5E594D.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you get your own license you may ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1:&lt;br /&gt;Register at any driving school...Trust me..Each and everyone of these schools guarantee u to pass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2:&lt;br /&gt;Spend some time entering the car where the guy teaching you will take some time to guide you how to drive...They will be more friendly to girls than to guy...To girls, they would probably guide you to drive by holding your hands from starting to end of learning...So dedicated huh?As for guys, all you need to do is keep your mouth shut...Ignore their insults such as " babi you", "cina babi" etc...You must guai guai or they will find a reason to fail you in QTI...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 3:&lt;br /&gt;When QTI , the girls must let the tester touch hand..No touching of hands= Fail&lt;br /&gt;As for guys, just keep your mouths shut..Smile to the bastards if you can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 4:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, after u passed ur QTI, all u gotta do is wait for the real test...During the driving test, the tester gonna giv u hint that they want a Rm50 note..So, if u stupidly dun get their hint, alrite, prepare Rm30 to retake...No big deal rite? :P Or if u smart a bit, after the hints he gave u, u can drop out a Rm50 notes from ur wallet and ask the tester " Hey, is this yours?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 5:&lt;br /&gt;There u go, you get urself a license and big p sticking at ur new car and u can drive like a bastard on the road...Not like they give a damn after they took your money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then u probably can see stupid drivers parked their cars at the junctions of roads where people frequently need to avoid them in order to turn into the road...They make as if the roads belong to their Ah Kong, Ah Ma, Uncle and Auntie like that...Some even more ridiculous...Few days back, I went to buy dinner and the restaurant is somehow close to a tuition center...Thus, you can see a lot of parents waiting in their cars for their sons and daughters to finish their class...Most of them parked their car by roadside, so nothing to complain about...BUT, there is an idiot parking his Estima in the middle of the road...Which parts of u big? The balls? Only the car and so if you know your car big, park it somewhere further...Let your sons/daughters..They wont die of exhausted because they walk 10-30m...Why the heck you parked your car in the middle of road?Not that your Ah Kong owns the road...NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, being a skillfull driver, I was able to scrap through between 2 cars with my SLK and passed through...and if you can see it, yes I m showing u a birdie right now...Nah oOo!!!So fed up with those people...And not to mention those double parking...KANEHH YOU!Cant park far a bit then walk a bit izit? Walk a bit like will die like that...Fuhyoo...1m also cannot walk...Must double parking...WTF!Damn sohai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SLK= Small Little Kancil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, You can see a lot of them buying cars that doesnt come with signal...Why? Cos they never use it...Then when they knocked into or knocked by someone, they would probably come to realise "omg, my car comes with signals" Then the one get knocked would probably show them birdie  ---&gt; oOo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penang is full of buggers...Please la drive properly...Damn those fucking idiots...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-3975470329739825717?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/3975470329739825717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=3975470329739825717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/3975470329739825717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/3975470329739825717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/11/penang-drivers-fail-fail-fail.html' title='Penang Drivers = FAIL FAIL FAIL!'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-9088053250376065590</id><published>2008-11-19T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:39:51.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just my 2cents'/><title type='text'>McD New Menu</title><content type='html'>Hey , did u guys know that McD just came out with a new menu for us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the Ayam Goreng McD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/47/150373000_c1dbbf6b1e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/47/150373000_c1dbbf6b1e_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are no longer using the normal chicken we can see in market...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, they are using the Ayam katik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://harizamrry.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/smallmustapha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://harizamrry.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/smallmustapha.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fulamak, the size of the fried chickens were amazing when I get them...Damn, so called inflation, everything get more and more expensive and when the petrol price drops, NOTHING DROPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz...What's wrong with the world?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-9088053250376065590?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/9088053250376065590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=9088053250376065590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/9088053250376065590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/9088053250376065590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/11/mcd-new-menu.html' title='McD New Menu'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-3644760020220421993</id><published>2008-11-14T19:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:58:16.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just my 2cents'/><title type='text'>How's the world doing?What's going on?</title><content type='html'>Oh fuck..As if I care...Nowadays, you enter kopitiam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is definitely not this kopitiam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SR1jrwJNVNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VRiKf_BsSeQ/s1600-h/starbak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SR1jrwJNVNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VRiKf_BsSeQ/s400/starbak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268476742402397394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Shud  be this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SR1jrZ1hXZI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Rfm7JYtMRB4/s1600-h/Setarbak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SR1jrZ1hXZI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Rfm7JYtMRB4/s400/Setarbak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268476736414244242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;K, back to topic...Whenever you pay a visit to kopitiam, you would probably heard "Obama won hor"  Every morning, when I go for my breakfast, I can see some of the Ah Pek Ah Yi there discussing about Obama...These uncle and auntie are actually the same groups of people who discussed about Obama few days back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SR1mve0v0MI/AAAAAAAAAFA/JQrdWi98HQc/s1600-h/small_obama_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 375px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SR1mve0v0MI/AAAAAAAAAFA/JQrdWi98HQc/s400/small_obama_image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268480105007534274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuhyoo, Obama won leh the uncle said...Yea...The whole world know...but U know what uncle?This is Malaysia not America and I careless about who replacing who....And when u asked them Sharir Samad, they asked u "Eh who is that?" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH MY GOD&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!They know some politician in other country and they couldnt even bother who is Sharir Samad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SR1mvap4ITI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Ubp0Ewf-fbs/s1600-h/d62ea47bb6863a01b3274add36261088.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SR1mvap4ITI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Ubp0Ewf-fbs/s400/d62ea47bb6863a01b3274add36261088.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268480103888199986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is one big good guy around...Oh, the petrol price is going down again..Thanks to this guy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-3644760020220421993?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/3644760020220421993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=3644760020220421993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/3644760020220421993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/3644760020220421993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/11/hows-world-doingwhats-going-on.html' title='How&apos;s the world doing?What&apos;s going on?'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SR1jrwJNVNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VRiKf_BsSeQ/s72-c/starbak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-6766081223678294496</id><published>2008-11-14T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:29:15.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><title type='text'>Exam Finished</title><content type='html'>*Will update later*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-6766081223678294496?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/6766081223678294496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=6766081223678294496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/6766081223678294496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/6766081223678294496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/11/exam-finished.html' title='Exam Finished'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-5022812192627476632</id><published>2008-11-08T01:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T01:49:41.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just my 2cents'/><title type='text'>Love is never a toy to play with...</title><content type='html'>Arr...Been wanting to post this up ever since I get to know a certain relationship between a guy and a girl that is quite funny to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know whats wrong with the world...It seems like most(if not all) of the people in the world are toying with love...How it spread off? One guy toying with love seems to be the idol of the rest of the guy but it doesnt seems too amazing to be admired by others, does it?Oh heck, sometimes, they even treat the guy like god, asking for tips and so on...Gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And often in online game, u can find someone shouting finding "hubby" or " dear"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SRR8Aa6aIoI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uMbRPbse0fY/s1600-h/Love1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 467px; height: 365px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SRR8Aa6aIoI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uMbRPbse0fY/s400/Love1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265970210969100930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within minues, they are like so effing close to each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SRR8AjXi7yI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8Ge6ZOMlPz4/s1600-h/Love3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 455px; height: 362px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SRR8AjXi7yI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8Ge6ZOMlPz4/s400/Love3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265970213238796066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another moment, they are like dog and cat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SRR8Au5syCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YqjPEPhJKnk/s1600-h/Love2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 382px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SRR8Au5syCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YqjPEPhJKnk/s400/Love2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265970216334837794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun get me wrong...This does not apply only to online games but in reality, it did happen to friends around us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, a couple would probably start with sweet moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SRR8A0Jkw5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/e7bi-rl7KzY/s1600-h/Love+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 459px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SRR8A0Jkw5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/e7bi-rl7KzY/s400/Love+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265970217743598482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arr...Couple clothing...Go for movie...Kissing...Hugging...and a little bit more(which is definitely not good for underage kids like Carmen to read )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as time flies, you will probably seeing them not talking to each other and you came to realise that they already broke up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if this is not enuff, they call each other bitch and jerk...and from what I know from personal experience of seeing the things with my own eyes, some even bother to sms their ex, teasing them for the sake of revenging...And another try his/her best to make his/her ex angry as well by finding a guy/lady for the sake of quarelling....Isnt that a bit naive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl A: hey, I live better without u around...Hope u enjoy the loneliness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy B: Hey bitch, I got no time to fool around with ya...I need to go out with my NEW GF(most likely to be bold/large font when sending out the sms)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl A: Oh really? Which SLUT will fall into such a jerk?I forget to tell u...I m fucking with my new bf now...Oh gosh...His skill is so much better than urs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy A: *@(#(@)#)@ oOo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats wrong the world? I mean it...Where are those happy memories you all have once?And does the friendship gone together with the love...And to fake out a relationship even when u r not trusting the guy is an insult not only to him but you yourself as well...Breaking up is no big deal...We can still be friends but the trust between two people must be there or else the bond will break and gone with the love...And to some people friendship is not important...So does the trust between two....And to call another person ur fren when u dun even trust him is fucking idiotic thing to do with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my 2cents....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-5022812192627476632?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/5022812192627476632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=5022812192627476632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/5022812192627476632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/5022812192627476632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-is-never-toy-to-play-with.html' title='Love is never a toy to play with...'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SRR8Aa6aIoI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uMbRPbse0fY/s72-c/Love1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-92105897196351673</id><published>2008-11-04T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:07:33.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><title type='text'>Life Gazing V2: How I Waste My Time During Exam Weeks</title><content type='html'>While everyone busy preparing themselves for the coming exam, I lengang-lengang wasted my time for nothing when I knew that exam is coming soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, it was my sis' ACCA convocation last Saturday...As &lt;strike&gt;I was sorta boring&lt;/strike&gt; a brother who sayang his sister, I decided to go and &lt;strike&gt; waste my time because I dun feel like studying at all &lt;/strike&gt; support my sister . 7 Zha 8 Zha(Early morning), I was waken up by my parents to prepare myself before going to G Hotel for the convocation...It took me nearly 1hour before I could use the bathroom to get a shower...Dont ask me why...You know it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 8.30am, we left my sister at G Hotel entrance and went for dim sum for breakfast subsequently...She gotta dressed up and prepare all sorts of things before the convacation start...2-3 Hours gone...Taking photos, speech, giving fake certificate to them on stage, buffet lunch....There it goes... my whole morning+ evening gone like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 6pm, went to studio for another photographing session....That took another 1hour....Subsequently, went for dinner and when I reached home, I was so too tired to study and went to sleep....Gone 1 day...*sigh*&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;Too busy until no time to go for Halo-u-win party....*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now reading the bored-to-death Eng Lit poems....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOD SAVE ME!!! SHOW ME MERCY!!! IT'S TOO BORING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-92105897196351673?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/92105897196351673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=92105897196351673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/92105897196351673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/92105897196351673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-gazing-v2-how-i-waste-my-time.html' title='Life Gazing V2: How I Waste My Time During Exam Weeks'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-633100989540760322</id><published>2008-10-30T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:18:49.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><title type='text'>Life Gazing V1 -Exam Week Life</title><content type='html'>Lately, like kena curse like that...Fuhyoo, the laziness in me keep preventing me from blogging...Each and every time, I login into blogspot and was about to type out something, I ended up closing it...Then, the next day,opened the blog again...The next minute, closed it again...Wtf...macam nothing to do, find something to do like that...Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things happened in this month...which is why I got a lot of things to bother and think of...Let's just start of with the exam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my Business Studies Paper 2 CIE A Level Exam on Wednesday...Frankly speaking, it was much more easier than I thought it would be...Before the exam, I was &lt;strike&gt;fuckingly worried &lt;/strike&gt; so worried about the exam because I really sucks in calculations...Of all the calculations, from ARR to Dep, I only know better in ARR, AAP, Payback and totally sucks in Current Ratio and Total Ratio, not to mention Dep as well....Until I got the question paper in my hand, I felt relieved...Only came out closing balance and PED!!!Haha..Lucky :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper 2 was much more easier than paper 1...Paper 1 which I took in the Wednesday the week earlier was tougher and much more challenging than Paper 2. The good news is of course, Paper 1 only 40marks while Paper 2 worths 60marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIE A Level really not as difficult as what people told me...The only thing that bothers me much is the time constraint...Don't get what I mean? For example, in paper 1, in Section B, technically speaking, besides the 20marks question, others are split into (a) and (b) like 5(a) and 5(b)...Each and every small questions can kill you and make you feel to suicide before it kills you...Both are essay questions and FUCK you only got 30minutes to answer them...In other words, you gotta answer each essay in 15minutes AT MOST!Butuh betul...If u write short short without elaborating or define, u gonna miss out marks on the K,C,E and A!WTF!!! So much things to follow...The more I talk of it, the more dulan I m...ZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exam is taking my life away...No One Piece.No Heroes.No games...Sucks sial....Haiz...I want to watch Heroes badly now...It's getting more and more interesting...Can you believe that Sylar is good now and Peter lose all his powers?Wooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got 4 more papers to study before I can relax and enjoy to the fullest...Eng Lit 2 papers  and Law 2 papers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can do well in all the remaining papers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me lucks, guys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-633100989540760322?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/633100989540760322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=633100989540760322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/633100989540760322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/633100989540760322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-gazing-v1-exam-week-life.html' title='Life Gazing V1 -Exam Week Life'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-6934241552770501222</id><published>2008-10-20T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T17:36:43.558+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life In Kemayan Atc Penang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just my 2cents'/><title type='text'>Karma</title><content type='html'>Do you believe in Karma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few weeks ago, I was &lt;strike&gt;busy preparing for my exam&lt;/strike&gt; busy watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; Kong Drama, Moonlight Resonance...Because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Screamyx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;streamyx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; is too marvelous in terms of its speed, I was left with no choice but to buy the DVD instead of downloading it like usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SPygcNiCPJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/IsI8TtCS26k/s1600-h/Moonlight+Resonance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SPygcNiCPJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/IsI8TtCS26k/s400/Moonlight+Resonance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259254871391091858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Hearts Of Greed :Moonlight Resonance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moonlight Resonance is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;continuous&lt;/span&gt; series of Hearts Of Greed with a different storyline...I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; wait to watch it that particular time because Linda Chung is involved in it...And, not to mention &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tavia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yeung&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.8hitz.com/wp-content/uploads/linda_chung_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.8hitz.com/wp-content/uploads/linda_chung_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img171.imageshack.us/img171/7/lp1011669738ya0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img171.imageshack.us/img171/7/lp1011669738ya0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://the-sun.on.cc/channels/ent/20060630/img/se17a062920_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://the-sun.on.cc/channels/ent/20060630/img/se17a062920_big.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Linda Chung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Linda Chung is &lt;strike&gt;too hot&lt;/strike&gt; one of the leading actresses in the drama,so how can I miss it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember Linda Chung's father in the drama mentioned that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dump your wife and you will receive karma!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma? Does it exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It exists!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we are a bunch of A level students from Kemayan Atc Penang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "we" of course consists of Jason Tan, Khiah Carmen, Dillan De Vosse, Regene Ng, Noob Boon Wei, Jo An and others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Dillan receive the karma for rejecting and hurting lady...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, 2 cheques bounced cos name wrongly writen on it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he ate mcd mcshaker...kiam kiam siap siap lidat...laosai whole day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subsequently, he gao gao parked his car in front of Bangunan Umno...Kena bakua sekeping....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fulamak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U say is karma or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral Value:&lt;br /&gt;Do not reject girls at any cost...Karma will come after you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dillan, mai tiam tiam reject people la....Isk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-6934241552770501222?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/6934241552770501222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=6934241552770501222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/6934241552770501222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/6934241552770501222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/10/karma.html' title='Karma'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SPygcNiCPJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/IsI8TtCS26k/s72-c/Moonlight+Resonance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-1876115943587829030</id><published>2008-10-20T05:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T06:16:34.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just my 2cents'/><title type='text'>Life  Without You</title><content type='html'>I never thought that you will leave me alone...leave me there helpless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you like me all this while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gone through happy and sorrow moments together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always there by my side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, you told me you couldnt hold it any longer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need  a rest....You need some time to calm yourself down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refused....cos I really cant live without you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pushed you aside...open up ur blouse...gently laid my hands on your body....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pressed and squeezed, pulled and pushed...Finally, I pulled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Power Supply out and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STUPID PC!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,I got you a new power supply and there u guai guai let me use again =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-1876115943587829030?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/1876115943587829030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=1876115943587829030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/1876115943587829030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/1876115943587829030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-without-you.html' title='Life  Without You'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-7772432891557934694</id><published>2008-10-09T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:25:53.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><title type='text'>Things come and things go...</title><content type='html'>There are lots of things I wanna write on from Liverpool superb comeback on Sunday to my recent life, I seems cant take out some of my times to write on though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things seems to take place without my permission but do they need it anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 12days holiday, I seems to play more than what I should do- study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On Exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is coming soon...I wonder if I can cope with it...Ms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kar&lt;/span&gt; Ling talked until the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CIE&lt;/span&gt; is as easy as ABC...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cham&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kao&lt;/span&gt; lat...She told us it is very easy to score in Paper 2...Easy to get A but at the same time she told us the percentage to pass increases as well...So, can you actually imagine how I felt that particular time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SO4Ma_xD1uI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqn-m_9sSvY/s1600-h/zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SO4Ma_xD1uI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqn-m_9sSvY/s400/zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255151473121285858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was slightly motivated by the prospect that we can get A easily especially in paper 2 but suddenly Ms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kar&lt;/span&gt; Ling spoil the short moment of pleasure and sink me to the bottom....Sweat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kao&lt;/span&gt; lat....Previously, few months back, she told us in business study, dun even think of getting A, think about passing...Now... -___-" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; on business study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Els&lt;/span&gt;, it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sux&lt;/span&gt;....I wish I can have contract or tort to take in AS....Eng Lit is so effing boring that I cant even concentrate inside the class...but so far so good...the marks I received is good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;enuff&lt;/span&gt; as I din even read at all!So proud of myself...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;aiseh&lt;/span&gt;... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of interesting things happen these few weeks...Haha..Sometimes, really cant stop myself laughing over and over again when i recalled those funny things around us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wei's&lt;/span&gt; Hi evolved into a simple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;oOo&lt;/span&gt;...Everyday, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;shu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;bo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;tai&lt;/span&gt;, pm me in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;oOo&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Somemore&lt;/span&gt;, his collection of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;oOo&lt;/span&gt; varies with time...From time to time, there is even UPDATE...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Fuhyoo&lt;/span&gt;, superb...No need others to tell me...Is so effing obvious that he is jealous that I m more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;leng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;zai&lt;/span&gt; than him ^^...Bo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;bian&lt;/span&gt; la...Nvm...I forgive him...miahahaa....Besides, inside his eyes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;mana&lt;/span&gt; got Jason &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;aa&lt;/span&gt;..Only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Regene&lt;/span&gt; ...Regene...Regene....Kanehh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;lu&lt;/span&gt;...This 1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Regene&lt;/span&gt;, that 1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Regene&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Isk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;isk&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen is pumped up...Everyday hardcore studying til midnight...but dun worry, she sleeps more than studying...Yea...Carmen still infected with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;parasitism&lt;/span&gt;...It is incurable la...You see Carmen no need to study like us mia...Everyday enter class, fuhyoo, Ms Kar Ling praised her from head to toes...Carmen this Carmen that... :P Fulamak...and tell u something EXTRAORDINARY...Carmen finished her food today...This is the fucking 1st time she did that in front of us....and yes...Carmen everyday disturbs me...very kanasai la her...isk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo An dreamed of me everyday and night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dillan is superbly busy for now...Fulamak...Everyday darling sini darling sana....Here got 1, inside heart another 1, hanging on mouth another 1....Dun get it? J**n(Here), J**(Inside heart), J**g H**n(hanging on mouth).....Superbly flirty la budak ni...All also J mia...Next one should be Jason, Jothie and Joel dy...he sorta addicted to ass lately... *scare sia*...Holy shit...Imagine Jothie piggyback Dillan...*vomit*... Now, Dillan's opinion sipeh important too...Few remarkable incidents are " Dillan u wan to eat pizza a?", &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;" Dillan, my hair nice or not?"&lt;/span&gt;, etc, to name but a few...*evil grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*To Be Continued*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown to CIE :&lt;br /&gt;12days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-7772432891557934694?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/7772432891557934694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=7772432891557934694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/7772432891557934694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/7772432891557934694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/10/things-come-and-things-go.html' title='Things come and things go...'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SO4Ma_xD1uI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Bqn-m_9sSvY/s72-c/zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-3770807806296156929</id><published>2008-09-28T02:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T02:03:57.218+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Reds&apos; Corner'/><title type='text'>Torres' brace saves the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKgbVKy14gk/SN5SdOYkAVI/AAAAAAAAFPM/RfbmHUIUSVs/s1600-h/everton-vs-liverpool-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKgbVKy14gk/SN5SdOYkAVI/AAAAAAAAFPM/RfbmHUIUSVs/s1600-h/everton-vs-liverpool-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was the 208th merseyside derby between Everton and Liverpool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.teamtalk.com/08/09/330/Fernando-Torres1_1232428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://images.teamtalk.com/08/09/330/Fernando-Torres1_1232428.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKgbVKy14gk/SN5SdOYkAVI/AAAAAAAAFPM/RfbmHUIUSVs/s1600-h/everton-vs-liverpool-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKgbVKy14gk/SN5SdOYkAVI/AAAAAAAAFPM/RfbmHUIUSVs/s1600-h/everton-vs-liverpool-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.teamtalk.com/08/09/330/Everton-v-Liverpool-Fernando-Torres-pa_1232361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://images.teamtalk.com/08/09/330/Everton-v-Liverpool-Fernando-Torres-pa_1232361.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKgbVKy14gk/SN5SdkzlMRI/AAAAAAAAFPc/-3b2hJvegiU/s1600-h/everton-vs-liverpool-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKgbVKy14gk/SN5SdkzlMRI/AAAAAAAAFPc/-3b2hJvegiU/s1600-h/everton-vs-liverpool-4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://soccernet-assets.espn.go.com/design05/images/JonMC/September2008/torres-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://soccernet-assets.espn.go.com/design05/images/JonMC/September2008/torres-500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="2" width="487"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="left"&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="left"&gt;&lt;td class="med" valign="middle" width="357"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="left"&gt;&lt;td class="med" colspan="2" bgcolor="#ffffff" valign="top" width="487"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Fernando Torres was on target twice as the Reds beat 10-man Everton 2-0 in the 208th Merseyside derby at Goodison Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p id="match_report_body"&gt;The Spain international had managed just one goal all season before Saturday's match. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He got himself booked at Goodison Park, argued with referee Mike Riley about the heavy-handed treatment he was getting from Everton's defenders and then hit back where it hurts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Torres volleyed home his first after 59 minutes and cracked in the second three minutes later. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everton have still to win at home this season and had Tim Cahill sent-off with 10 minutes to go to cap a miserable day for David Moyes' side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was the eighth red card in the last eight derbies, and the 17th in 33 Premier League clashes between the clubs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everton 0-2 Liverpool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="2" width="487"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="left"&gt;&lt;td class="med" valign="middle" width="357"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr align="left"&gt; &lt;td class="med" colspan="2" bgcolor="#ffffff" valign="top" width="487"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-3770807806296156929?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/3770807806296156929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=3770807806296156929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/3770807806296156929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/3770807806296156929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/09/torres.html' title='Torres&apos; brace saves the day'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKgbVKy14gk/SN5SdOYkAVI/AAAAAAAAFPM/RfbmHUIUSVs/s72-c/everton-vs-liverpool-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-4359394470045471805</id><published>2008-09-27T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T01:43:12.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drama Series'/><title type='text'>The Heroes Fever is BACK!!!!</title><content type='html'>Heroes is back with more actions and more adventurous with the third season on air on Sept 22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never watch/heard of Heroes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a brief introduction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The series tells the stories of ordinary individuals who discover that they have superhuman abilities, and also explores how these people adapt to the changes these abilities bring, and their roles in preventing catastrophes and saving humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://assets.hulu.com/shows/key_art_heroes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://assets.hulu.com/shows/key_art_heroes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heroes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dmitrylinkov.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/heroes-cast-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.dmitrylinkov.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/heroes-cast-3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heroes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The series created by Tim Kring was premiered on Sept 25 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/3/39/Tim_Kring%2C_2006.jpg/250px-Tim_Kring%2C_2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/3/39/Tim_Kring%2C_2006.jpg/250px-Tim_Kring%2C_2006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tim Kring&lt;/span&gt;, the creator of Heroes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The critically acclaimed first season's run of 23 episodes garnered an average of 14.3 million viewers in the United States, receiving the highest rating for any NBC drama premiere in five years while the second season of &lt;i&gt;Heroes&lt;/i&gt; attracted an average of 13.1 million viewers in the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(quoted from wikipedia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heroes&lt;/i&gt; has garnered a number of awards and nominations. On July 19, 2007 &lt;i&gt;Heroes&lt;/i&gt; was nominated in eight categories at the 2007 Primetime &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emmy" title="Emmy" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Emmy&lt;/a&gt; awards, including Outstanding Drama Series and was also nominated for Best Television Series-Drama at the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2007_Golden_Globes" title="2007 Golden Globes" class="mw-redirect"&gt;2007 Golden Globes&lt;/a&gt;. The series won a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/People%27s_Choice_Awards" title="People's Choice Awards"&gt;People's Choice Award&lt;/a&gt; in 2007 in the category of Best New Drama, and was named Program of the Year in 2007 by the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Television_Critics_Association" title="Television Critics Association"&gt;Television Critics Association&lt;/a&gt; and Best International Program at the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/British_Academy_Television_Awards_2008" title="British Academy Television Awards 2008"&gt;2008 Bafta Awards&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-nbc-about_3-2" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heroes_%28TV_series%29#cite_note-nbc-about-3" title=""&gt;[4]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; The series has also been nominated for an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/NAACP_Image_Award" title="NAACP Image Award" class="mw-redirect"&gt;NAACP Image Award&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/WGA_Award" title="WGA Award" class="mw-redirect"&gt;WGA Award&lt;/a&gt;, and a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Satellite_Award" title="Satellite Award" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Satellite Award&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casting :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tvguide.com/images/pgimg/heroes1203-248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.tvguide.com/images/pgimg/heroes1203-248.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peter Petrelli&lt;/b&gt;, portrayed by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Milo_Ventimiglia" title="Milo Ventimiglia"&gt;Milo Ventimiglia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/img.tv.yahoo.com/tv/us/img/site/69/75/0000036975_20070115152617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://l.yimg.com/img.tv.yahoo.com/tv/us/img/site/69/75/0000036975_20070115152617.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Niki Sander by Ali Larter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bartcop.com/hayden-panettiere-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.bartcop.com/hayden-panettiere-17.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Claire Bennet&lt;/b&gt;, portrayed by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hayden_Panettiere" title="Hayden Panettiere"&gt;Hayden Panettiere&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/img.tv.yahoo.com/tv/us/img/site/92/69/0000039269_20070423172516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://l.yimg.com/img.tv.yahoo.com/tv/us/img/site/92/69/0000039269_20070423172516.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Zachary Quinto as Sylar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nickkcapress.com/2007KCA/img/photos/MasiOka_OC_max.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.nickkcapress.com/2007KCA/img/photos/MasiOka_OC_max.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hiro Nakamura by Masi Oka&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.peta.org/archives/Kristen_Bell_Sexy_Veg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://blog.peta.org/archives/Kristen_Bell_Sexy_Veg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/20071114/293.bell.heroes.111407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://images.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/20071114/293.bell.heroes.111407.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle by Kristen Bell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;With hot babes like Kristen Bell, Ali Larter, how can YOU not watching it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Milo Ventimiglia ROX!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season 3 Epi3 is out now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-4359394470045471805?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/4359394470045471805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=4359394470045471805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/4359394470045471805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/4359394470045471805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/09/heroes-fever-is-back.html' title='The Heroes Fever is BACK!!!!'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-8571408747372252984</id><published>2008-09-26T02:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T02:21:48.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just my 2cents'/><title type='text'>My Priority</title><content type='html'>I got to stop writing those posts on her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, priority is AS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do this for myself, my lecturers and my family members...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I keep telling myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study! Study and Study!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus!!! Focus and Focus!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is more important than my own future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of thinking how to pass, why not thinking about scoring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-2 the minimum requirement to sit for CLP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only the beginning of everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambateh Jason Tan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS Countdown&lt;br /&gt;26days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-8571408747372252984?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/8571408747372252984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=8571408747372252984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/8571408747372252984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/8571408747372252984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-priority.html' title='My Priority'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-1192052691446745088</id><published>2008-09-24T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T02:07:53.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just my 2cents'/><title type='text'>Midnight Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Have you ever experience this before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You want to write a lot of things in your blog but u cant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You want to express what u feel but u cant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Before you want to start writing, you got damn lots of ideas to write about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When you started it, things go beyond what you expected from...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm experiencing this right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;These few days, especially before I close my eyes and sleep, a lot of things went into my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She was one of the things that crossed my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She is different of any other girls I ever knew...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The way she smiles, she laughs really makes her one of the cutest girl I ever met...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I like the look of her face when she blushes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Someone like her who smiles a lot and never have a bad temper really attracted me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She is serious at the right time.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And playful at the right time too......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I want her to know...that I like her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If...Only....She reads this piece of blog post....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-1192052691446745088?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/1192052691446745088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=1192052691446745088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/1192052691446745088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/1192052691446745088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/09/midnight-thought.html' title='Midnight Thought'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-8250762480286388472</id><published>2008-09-21T02:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T20:47:56.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just my 2cents'/><title type='text'>On My Love V1</title><content type='html'>I remember once they asked me why I often go back to hometown since the 2 hours+ journey is quite tiring....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of hating the lengthy 2 hours,I like it the way it is....It allows me to think further on how my life is going around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks ago, I went back to hometown... The 6hours journey from going back to hometown and coming back to Penang allowed me to think lots more things than usual....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shaifulr.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/kuala-perlis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.shaifulr.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/kuala-perlis.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunset in Kuala Perlis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, I m hungry now :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to think about my love life...&lt;br /&gt;A lot of friends had been wondering why the heck I'm still single after such a long time since that incident...The blaming fingers are on her rather than on me....I wonder why...I still appreciate how she treated me in the past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky to have someone who never makes me feel stupid for loving her once...I appreciate the way she acted...I know she knew the truth that I wasn't even like her when I started with her...My heart was with another " her"...I'm a bad guy...I know that...Thank You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she wasnt the only one that I treated like that...Now, she is the past tense and still one of my best friends around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often point my fingers on others, criticizing how people toying around with love...Ironically, I'm just the same like those jerks around...But now, I'm different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first joined ATC, I wasnt fond of finding a GF and not even thinking of having a crush on anyone...It wasnt because there is no hot babes like Jessica Alba around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ilovelatte.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/jessica_alba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://ilovelatte.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/jessica_alba.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, there are quite a number of them...ok, maybe not... :P But, I just cant convince myself, I'm the right man for anyone there...I know I m not ready yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day,she joined the college and caught my attention...Stupidly, I even hide this from Carmen &lt;strike&gt;because I think Carmen will let the cat out of the bag, spread it around&lt;/strike&gt;...Well, back then, I wasn't even close to Carmen yet...So, not surprising also la if I hide anything from Carmen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to take any action not because I m a coward and scare of failing...In fact, I'm eager in taking actions but refused to do so because &lt;strike&gt;Carmen took a knife and put it on my neck and told me to take a step at a time to prevent from scaring her off&lt;/strike&gt; I know I should take things slow...I don't wanna scare her off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant give her the right image...From time to time, I'm linked to her, her(Jothie...wakakaka) and her...From Jo An, Jothie to Jing Harn(all J, lol...just noticed that)I wonder who is next...It is as if I m a buaya....U know buaya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.cocoondev.org/crafterm/images/crocodile.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://blogs.cocoondev.org/crafterm/images/crocodile.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not this!!!What I meant is Flirt Kaki...&lt;br /&gt;Linking with Jo An is nothing special la since I treat her like little sister and she treats me like big brother :P&lt;br /&gt;But Jothie? WTF! I dont wanna play around with his ass....and Jing Harn? I m not very close to her yet...Dun scare her off with this stupid rumour k?...=.=''' Swt to the maximum....You guys really let me down... *Shaking head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cupid shoots an arrow on me... I think I like her... But, things not going well now... I have a lot of things to tell her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell her how I feel when I hold her hands...&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell her how I wish I can keep holding her hands...&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell her how important she is to me...&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell her that I miss her when she is not around in college...&lt;br /&gt;I want to see her every moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I m not perfect...&lt;br /&gt;I know I cant give her a broad shoulder to lean on when she needs it...&lt;br /&gt;I know I cant promise her an eternal love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I want her to know...that I like her...I want her to be by my side...and I treasure every moment we spend together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*so emo now...lol...If someone happen to read this, pls spread on the message...thanks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-8250762480286388472?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/8250762480286388472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=8250762480286388472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/8250762480286388472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/8250762480286388472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/09/on-love-v1.html' title='On My Love V1'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-6446368286937523322</id><published>2008-09-16T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T02:09:57.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musics'/><title type='text'>Linda 鍾嘉欣 -      一人晚餐, 二人世界</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;一人晚餐, 二人世界&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;That's the name of Linda's one and only album...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Linda I'm talking about isnt the Ms.Linda who is teaching me ELS right now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Linda I'm talking about is the TVB actress, Linda Chung a.k.a  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;鍾嘉欣&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://news.xinhuanet.com/ent/2007-06/10/xinsrc_53206041010553432009877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://news.xinhuanet.com/ent/2007-06/10/xinsrc_53206041010553432009877.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(from left to right) Linda, Raymond Lam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring in most of the latest drama, ranging from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:darkorange;"&gt;溏心风暴之家好月圆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Olive;"&gt;搜神传&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i37.tinypic.com/2gsn2fr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i37.tinypic.com/2gsn2fr.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i36.tinypic.com/2psr59i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i36.tinypic.com/2psr59i.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda Chung also get herself a new ep with the name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;一人晚餐, 二人世界&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img171.imageshack.us/img171/7/lp1011669738ya0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img171.imageshack.us/img171/7/lp1011669738ya0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This album containing 10 songs...and available in market since 2008-08-20.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracks in this album....&lt;br /&gt;01. 一人晚餐&lt;br /&gt;02. 二人世界&lt;br /&gt;03. 我不懂你&lt;br /&gt;04. 火柴天堂&lt;br /&gt;05. 過山車&lt;br /&gt;06. 其實我不快樂&lt;br /&gt;07. 浪漫無聲&lt;br /&gt;08. 有沒有她&lt;br /&gt;09. 你不懂我的心 (國語)&lt;br /&gt;10. 我不快樂 (國語)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After searching high and low by typing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;鍾嘉欣 - 一人晚餐, 二人世界&lt;a href="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/ads?client=ca-pub-6891720526011497&amp;amp;dt=1221628183140&amp;amp;lmt=1221628166&amp;amp;output=html&amp;amp;slotname=3318003736&amp;amp;correlator=1221628183138&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fforum.6cn.org%2Fthread-532405-1-4.html&amp;amp;frm=0&amp;amp;cc=100&amp;amp;ga_vid=3889162218374027300.1217660746&amp;amp;ga_sid=1221628183&amp;amp;ga_hid=725267270&amp;amp;ga_fc=true&amp;amp;flash=9.0.124&amp;amp;u_h=768&amp;amp;u_w=1024&amp;amp;u_ah=738&amp;amp;u_aw=1024&amp;amp;u_cd=32&amp;amp;u_tz=480&amp;amp;u_his=2&amp;amp;u_nplug=16&amp;amp;u_nmime=34&amp;amp;format=fp_al_lp&amp;amp;kw_type=radlink&amp;amp;prev_fmts=728x15_0ads_al_s&amp;amp;rt=ChBI0JE6AAIt7gpvvxi8Tjk8Egzova_ku7bkuIvovb0aCJwMt-tzAbiUIOTuh6MCKAFI5O6HowJSEwiQ4Pbfh-KVAhUbfm4KHXZNfyM&amp;amp;hl=zh-CN&amp;amp;kw0=%E8%BD%AF%E4%BB%B6%E4%B8%8B%E8%BD%BD&amp;amp;kw1=%E6%B8%B8%E6%88%8F%E4%B8%8B%E8%BD%BD&amp;amp;kw2=%E8%AF%81%E5%88%B8%E4%BB%8E%E4%B8%9A%E8%B5%84%E6%A0%BC&amp;amp;kw3=%E6%89%8B%E6%9C%BA%E6%B8%B8%E6%88%8F%E8%AE%BA%E5%9D%9B&amp;amp;kw4=%E8%83%8C%E6%99%AF%E9%9F%B3%E4%B9%90&amp;amp;okw=%E8%BD%AF%E4%BB%B6%E4%B8%8B%E8%BD%BD" onmouseover="return ss(0)" onmouseout="cs()" class="alt" target="_top"&gt;下载 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;I found it at last.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wishes to download it, please click &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://sharebee.com/86682a0b"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite.....&lt;br /&gt;Please delete it after 24hrs...Support original...... =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-6446368286937523322?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/6446368286937523322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=6446368286937523322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/6446368286937523322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/6446368286937523322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='Linda 鍾嘉欣 -      一人晚餐, 二人世界'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/2gsn2fr_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-8103698939673937965</id><published>2008-09-13T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:55:43.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Reds&apos; Corner'/><title type='text'>13 September 2008</title><content type='html'>13 September 2008, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;a day to remember&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nothing but another match between the bitter rivals...Liverpool against Man Utd....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the match begin, Rafa Benitez, the gaffer who had yet to beat Sir Alex Ferguson's squad in a league match said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"If we score first, we can win."&lt;/blockquote&gt;In fact, Rafa's team have never beat them since the last victory in FA Cup...By that token, Benitez, like pretty much everyone else inside Anfield, must have thought the wait for victory over the reigning champions was set to continue when Carlos Tevez gave United the lead after just three minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/match_pix/first/2008_09/676/medium/PROP080913-06-Liverpool_ManU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/match_pix/first/2008_09/676/medium/PROP080913-06-Liverpool_ManU.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tevez kissed his tattoo after scoring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can Liverpool beat them when they are without the mighty Torres and Gerrard on pitch with both warming the bench after sustaining an injury weeks ago?The pair of them scored 50goals+ last season, the hope of every kops will not be there to make wonders...No more last gasp victory...The Red Devil seems to be on their way to another victory...the 6 consecutive victories over Reds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/match_pix/first/2008_09/676/medium/PROP080913-07-Liverpool_ManU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/match_pix/first/2008_09/676/medium/PROP080913-07-Liverpool_ManU.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New Boy, Riera assisted the 1st goal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can debutant , Albert Riera do the same wonder he did 2 years back when Man City beat Man Utd in the derby match?The new boy, who wore number 11 , was labelled as the lucky charm before the match.Well, he did force Wes Brown to concede an own goal...and there it was...an equaliser....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HT Time: Liverpool 1 - Manchester United 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/match_pix/first/2008_09/676/medium/PROP080913-37-Liverpool_ManU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/match_pix/first/2008_09/676/medium/PROP080913-37-Liverpool_ManU.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Steven Gerrard fighting the ball off Nani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After half time, Giggs entered to replace the injured Carrick....At the 67 minutes, Steven Gerrard the Liverpool captain entered the match, replacing Yossi Benayoun...Can Steven Gerrard score another stunner like how he did against the Riverside club?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/match_pix/first/2008_09/676/medium/PROP080913-39-Liverpool_ManU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/match_pix/first/2008_09/676/medium/PROP080913-39-Liverpool_ManU.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ryan Babel, the wonderkid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3 minutes later, debutant, Albert Riera make way for Ryan Babel...7 minutes later, Babel scored a goal to help Reds to seal their 1st victory over Man Utd in league after 3 1/2 years of Rafa-lution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/match_pix/first/2008_09/676/medium/PROP080913-32-Liverpool_ManU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/match_pix/first/2008_09/676/medium/PROP080913-32-Liverpool_ManU.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/match_pix/first/2008_09/676/medium/PROP080913-38-Liverpool_ManU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/match_pix/first/2008_09/676/medium/PROP080913-38-Liverpool_ManU.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babel celebrated after scoring the goal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77th Minutes: Liverpool 2 - 1 Manchester United&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keane was asked to remain on the field after Mascherano was brought down to ground and injured...Ngog, sadly sat back on the bench to further warm the bench :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/match_pix/first/2008_09/676/medium/PROP080913-30-Liverpool_ManU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/match_pix/first/2008_09/676/medium/PROP080913-30-Liverpool_ManU.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mascherano was brought to the ground by Nani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nani get a yellow card for that tackle....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vidic was sent off at the 90th minutes after getting himself a second yellow card....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 minutes added....Yet, the Red Devil failed to change the scoreline...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/match_pix/first/2008_09/676/medium/PROP080913-41-Liverpool_ManU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/match_pix/first/2008_09/676/medium/PROP080913-41-Liverpool_ManU.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full Time: Liverpool 2 - 1 Manchester United&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/match_pix/first/2008_09/676/medium/PROP080913-36-Liverpool_ManU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/match_pix/first/2008_09/676/medium/PROP080913-36-Liverpool_ManU.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alex Ferguson looks so bitter... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/239953210476883032-8103698939673937965?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/8103698939673937965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=8103698939673937965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/8103698939673937965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/8103698939673937965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/09/13-september-2008.html' title='13 September 2008'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-5823881770936209871</id><published>2008-09-05T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T00:28:41.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes-The Spices Of Life'/><title type='text'>Men Are Hard To Please(repost + fwd)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="line-height: 100%;font-size:14;" &gt;Men Are Hard To Please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人很难取悦!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problems with GUYS:&lt;br /&gt;男人的问题是：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u TREAT him nicely, he says u are IN LOVE with him;&lt;br /&gt;如果妳对他好，他说妳爱上他了．&lt;br /&gt;If u Don't, he says u are PROUD.&lt;br /&gt;对他不好，他说妳骄傲．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u DRESS Nicely, he says u are trying to LURE him;&lt;br /&gt;如果妳穿得很漂亮，他说你企图诱惑他．&lt;br /&gt;If u Don't, he says u are from KAMPUNG.&lt;br /&gt;如果不，他说妳是乡下来的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u ARGUE with him, he says u are STUBBORN;&lt;br /&gt;如果妳跟他理论，他说妳固执&lt;br /&gt;If u keep QUIET, he says u have no BRAINS.&lt;br /&gt;如果妳沉默，他说妳没大脑！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u are SMARTER than him, he'll lose FACE;&lt;br /&gt;如果妳比他聪明，他说那是小聪明&lt;br /&gt;If he's Smarter than u, he is GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;如果他比你聪明，他就是有智慧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u don't Love him, he tries to POSSESS u;&lt;br /&gt;如果妳不爱他，他想拥有妳&lt;br /&gt;If u Love him, he will try to LEAVE u.(very true huh?)&lt;br /&gt;如果妳爱他，他试着离开妳．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u don't make love with him., he says u don't Love him;&lt;br /&gt;如果妳不跟他做爱，他说妳不爱他&lt;br /&gt;If u do!! he says u are CHEAP.&lt;br /&gt;如果跟他做，他说你是贱货！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u tell him your PROBLEM, he says u are TROUBLESOME;&lt;br /&gt;如果妳告诉他妳的问题，他说妳麻烦&lt;br /&gt;If u don't, he says that u don't TRUST him.&lt;br /&gt;如果不，他说妳不信任他&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u SCOLD him, u are like a NANNY to him;&lt;br /&gt;如果妳骂他，妳好象他奶妈&lt;br /&gt;If he SCOLDS u, it is because he CARES for u.&lt;br /&gt;如果他骂妳，是表示他“关心”妳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u BREAK your PROMISE, u Cannot be TRUSTED;&lt;br /&gt;如果妳没有守承诺，妳就是不可信的人&lt;br /&gt;If he BREAKS his, he is FORCED to do so.&lt;br /&gt;如果他不守承诺，他是迫不得已的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u SMOKE, u are BAD girl;&lt;br /&gt;如果妳吸烟，妳是坏女孩&lt;br /&gt;If he SMOKES, he is GENTLEMAN.&lt;br /&gt;如果他吸烟，他是绅士&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u do WELL in your exams, he says it's LUCK;&lt;br /&gt;如果妳考试成绩好，他说是运气&lt;br /&gt;If he does WELL, it's BRAINS.&lt;br /&gt;如果他考得好，他说是实力！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u HURT him, u are CRUEL;&lt;br /&gt;如果妳伤害了他，表示妳很残忍&lt;br /&gt;If he HURTS u, u are too SENSITIVE!!&lt;br /&gt;如果他伤害了妳，表示妳太敏感而且太难取悦！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HARD TO PLEASE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u share this to guys, they will swear that it's not true.......&lt;br /&gt;如果你寄这封信给男生，他们会发誓以上是不正确的．．&lt;br /&gt;but if u don't they say u are selfish.....&lt;br /&gt;如果你不寄给他们，他们说妳自私．．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Extracted from old blog*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find it extremely true...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-5823881770936209871?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/5823881770936209871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=5823881770936209871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/5823881770936209871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/5823881770936209871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/04/men-are-hard-to-pleaserepost.html' title='Men Are Hard To Please(repost + fwd)'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-1099854387967708531</id><published>2008-09-02T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T00:16:38.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><title type='text'>Stalker</title><content type='html'>So, the other day Carmen was (sort of) scolding me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen: I wonder who so "mou liu" stalking over people's friendster contacts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason:  Kenot meh? Polis tak tangkap leh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen: Damn "mou liu" ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason: Wat the f***? I did it all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen: That's why u are so "mou liu".I just talked to Regene about this last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason: @#&amp;amp;*@(#*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen: Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason: I dont give a damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I continued my stalking mission....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMaZ_DCethI/AAAAAAAAACo/jnCUnYlmvKo/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 407px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMaZ_DCethI/AAAAAAAAACo/jnCUnYlmvKo/s400/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244048124546037266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few babes spotted... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMaZ_RF8rLI/AAAAAAAAACw/V1zniENFxlY/s1600-h/untitled2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMaZ_RF8rLI/AAAAAAAAACw/V1zniENFxlY/s400/untitled2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244048128318680242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMaefvWRxuI/AAAAAAAAADY/EQJUUS1ANTI/s1600-h/untitled5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMaefvWRxuI/AAAAAAAAADY/EQJUUS1ANTI/s400/untitled5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244053084242560738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, out of curiosity, I put in my own email to gaze over my own account&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMaZ_v545nI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-4EdOUKZZE0/s1600-h/untitled3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMaZ_v545nI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-4EdOUKZZE0/s400/untitled3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244048136589600370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a closer look &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMaeukH_4vI/AAAAAAAAADg/htoUKOUpYSA/s1600-h/untitled5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMaeukH_4vI/AAAAAAAAADg/htoUKOUpYSA/s400/untitled5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244053338927915762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WTF!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when did I put this &lt;strike&gt;hot babe &lt;/strike&gt; stupid photo in my friendster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I &lt;strike&gt;cant resist myself from seeing that babe in the photo clearly&lt;/strike&gt;  was so angry and keen to find out who hacked my friendster account that I click to see the profile without hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMaZ_tkXNbI/AAAAAAAAADA/UP-Ht-jS4f0/s1600-h/untitled4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMaZ_tkXNbI/AAAAAAAAADA/UP-Ht-jS4f0/s400/untitled4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244048135962441138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I was 88 years old....with a hot babe as display photo....crap....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMaefvWRxuI/AAAAAAAAADY/EQJUUS1ANTI/s1600-h/untitled5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMaefvWRxuI/AAAAAAAAADY/EQJUUS1ANTI/s400/untitled5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244053084242560738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I glanced back and I noticed I accidentally forget to put the "zz" by the end there.... =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMaZ__S0NHI/AAAAAAAAADI/9ec1GTO2YmI/s1600-h/untitled5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMaZ__S0NHI/AAAAAAAAADI/9ec1GTO2YmI/s400/untitled5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244048140720682098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Carmen aka Penang Furong Jie Jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMafQj8ekhI/AAAAAAAAADo/1IbIyUVPllc/s1600-h/untitled5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMafQj8ekhI/AAAAAAAAADo/1IbIyUVPllc/s400/untitled5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244053922995147282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next, I stalked over to another "BABE" profile called Khiah Carmen because &lt;strike&gt;Carmen forced me to view her profile&lt;/strike&gt; I m a very good and dedicated friend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHO IS THAT ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMadtB7Gu4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/DS8n4EUKrZ0/s1600-h/untitled5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMadtB7Gu4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/DS8n4EUKrZ0/s400/untitled5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244052213055536002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walao...the last profile....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the owner damn lengzai&lt;/span&gt;..... ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-1099854387967708531?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/1099854387967708531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=1099854387967708531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/1099854387967708531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/1099854387967708531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/08/stalker.html' title='Stalker'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMaZ_DCethI/AAAAAAAAACo/jnCUnYlmvKo/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-1380691756760940631</id><published>2008-08-20T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T00:24:17.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes-The Spices Of Life'/><title type='text'>Jokes: FWD:PCK and Ah Beng</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Chu Kang ( PCK ) explaining sex to Chu Beng's son, Aloysius .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aloy : Why is making love so enjoyable ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCK : Aiyah, ah boy, enjoyable because, same like when you dig your nose with your finger mah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aloy : Do you think women enjoy sex more than men ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCK : Of course lah ! When you dig dig your nose, your nose feel better than your finger, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aloy : Why do women hate it when they get raped ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCK : Ai-yah ! Say, you walk along the load, then someone come over and&lt;br /&gt;dig your nose, you like or not? Ehhh! Don't play play ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aloy : Why is it a woman cannot have sex when she is having her menses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCK : Oy !! If your nose bleeding, you still go and dig meh?? Siow ah ! Use your brain, use your brainnn ..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aloy : Why is it most men don't like wearing condoms when they are making love ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCK : Ehhhh, when you dig your nose ah, you like to dig with a&lt;br /&gt;glove on your finger or not ? Not the same shiok feeling mah. Correct&lt;br /&gt;or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aloy : Why is making love carried out in private ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCK : Ah boyyyyy, use your brain, use your brainnnnn&lt;br /&gt;................................ you go and dig your nose in front of&lt;br /&gt;your whole class izit ?? Stupid lah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aloy : Wah ...... Uncle Chu Kang, you are very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCK : Aiyah ...... Best in Singapore, JB, some say Batam, and now, the whole world! also ah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-1380691756760940631?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/1380691756760940631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=1380691756760940631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/1380691756760940631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/1380691756760940631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/08/jokes-fwdpck-and-ah-beng.html' title='Jokes: FWD:PCK and Ah Beng'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-3145080284901853673</id><published>2008-08-17T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T00:21:26.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes-The Spices Of Life'/><title type='text'>Jokes-The Spices Of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JOk3 oN3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahbeng Looking for Wife&lt;br /&gt;This is a story about Ahbeng in search of a wife with the help of his mother, Ahkew. One day Ahbeng's mother bring home 3 pretty girls and introduce to Ahbeng.&lt;br /&gt;The 3 pretty girls name and occupation :&lt;br /&gt;1.) Ahuey - Telephonist&lt;br /&gt;2.) Ahmoi - Primary Skool Teacher&lt;br /&gt;3.) Ahlian - Bus Conductor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahbeng very sexcited lar of course then after a while of chatting with the girls his mother asked him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahkew : Ahbeng, how ? Which one you like the most ?&lt;br /&gt;Ahbeng : I like Ahlian the most&lt;br /&gt;Ahkew : Aiyoh bus conductor only wor! where got future wan? Ahmoi not bad leh! gomen work you know? good benefit, next time your children wanna goto skool also easy&lt;br /&gt;Ahbeng : Ahmah dunwan laaa!!&lt;br /&gt;Ahkew : Why dunwan?&lt;br /&gt;Ahbeng : bcoz skool teacher they love to say "PLEASE REPEAT!! DO AGAIN!!! I Want it done 10 times...SOME MORE, SOME MORE!" Like this very tiring everynite I can die one ahmah!&lt;br /&gt;Ahkew : aiyoo!!! then Ahuey lar! at least she is better than Ahlian&lt;br /&gt;Ahbeng : Dunwan also! ahmah, she is telephonist la! they love to say "WAIT A MINIT! PLEASE HOLD ON!" dem potong stim lidat ahmah where got mood to make baby la?&lt;br /&gt;Ahkew : Aiyoyo!!! then what u like about Ahlian so much? bus conductor only wor!!! Where got future one ?&lt;br /&gt;Ahbeng : Ahmah you dunno wan la ... I always take mini bus to KL, those women bus conductor always say "BANG! MASUK BELAKANG!!! MASUK DALAM SIKIT!!! DALAM ADA TEMPAT!!! MASUK MASUK!!!" (in yingrish it means "go in behind, go deep inside! go deeper some more! inside still got place! deeper! deeper!!!) everytime they say lidat i also very sexcited one !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JOk3 T\/\/0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahbeng and Ahlian has been married for 20+ yrs ledi by now both of them also in their 50s ... so one day they sat down like usual to have their dinner ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahbeng is at the dinner table with his wife Ahlian and their son (Lobert) and daughter (Lulu) whois in their teens, suddenly Lobert ask Ahbeng, “oi oldman! I curious hor …. How many kinda nenens are there in this world ar ?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahbeng think think for a while then he give Lobert his wise answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahbeng : there is 3 kinda nenens in this world, in the 20’s a girl nenens is like a melon ROUND and FIRM! In their 30s and 40s its like pears, still NICE and JUICY but SAGGING abit ledi la … then the last one is after 50s their nenens is like ONIONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lobert : Onions ??? Why Onions ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahbeng : Yes Onion, bcoz if look at them long enuff it will make u cry….&lt;br /&gt;Lobert :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This conversation makes Ahlian and Lulu tulan ledi, so in retaliation Lulu asked her mum :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lulu : Ahmah, how many types of jiao jiao is there in this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahlian : Well doter, lets see … a man in his 20s is like an oak tree STRONG, POWDERFOOL and HARD! Then there is man in theirs 30s and 40s which is like a birch FLEXIBLE but still RELIABLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lulu : then after that is what ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahlian : After that would be like your dad whois in his 50s, he is like a Christmas tree!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lulu : Ah ?? Christmas tree ???? why Christmas tree Ahmah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahlian : Because they are dead from the root up and their balls are just for decoration purposes only!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-3145080284901853673?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/3145080284901853673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=3145080284901853673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/3145080284901853673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/3145080284901853673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/08/jokes-spices-of-life.html' title='Jokes-The Spices Of Life'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-3718309466493283470</id><published>2008-08-10T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T00:14:58.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ExtraOrdinary'/><title type='text'>Engerish!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMagZ-BG-VI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Ehlf4mPn1Aw/s1600-h/keepcleanafterdying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMagZ-BG-VI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Ehlf4mPn1Aw/s400/keepcleanafterdying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244055184124344658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please resurrect yourself to clean the table....Instead of ur cooperation, they thanked the Resurrection Corporation to resurrect the death to clean up the table....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMagKAOotyI/AAAAAAAAADw/cUag2BGapRc/s1600-h/NoExceptionalFine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMagKAOotyI/AAAAAAAAADw/cUag2BGapRc/s400/NoExceptionalFine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244054909840045858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no exceptional of not paying the fine for touching the wires even if you are dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-3718309466493283470?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/3718309466493283470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=3718309466493283470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/3718309466493283470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/3718309466493283470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/08/engerish.html' title='Engerish!'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SMagZ-BG-VI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Ehlf4mPn1Aw/s72-c/keepcleanafterdying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-161626414438825948</id><published>2008-07-05T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:36:41.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><title type='text'>Kids nowadays..</title><content type='html'>If you notice,the older generation tend to compare their time with our time.&lt;br /&gt;The usual few sayings we can hear from the them are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When we are at your age, we already start earning money...tsk tsk..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kids nowadays keep gluing their ass in front of pc, everything also dont want to do..tsk tsk *shake head* "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kids nowadays not as patriotic as we were during our time la.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said kids nowadays not patriotic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SG8e44KDukI/AAAAAAAAABU/pw0rcD3Jyd0/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SG8e44KDukI/AAAAAAAAABU/pw0rcD3Jyd0/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219424455641774658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Carmen  listening to "Negaraku"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SG8e5DInOFI/AAAAAAAAABc/oCW41wbXVmg/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SG8e5DInOFI/AAAAAAAAABc/oCW41wbXVmg/s400/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219424458588502098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Carmen  listening to "Keranamu Malaysia"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you guys, the older generation listen to Negaraku and Keranamu all the time? NO? But  &lt;strike&gt;Kiasu de betrayer aka noob&lt;/strike&gt;  Carmen did!And most impressively, she did it all the time because she &lt;a href="http://img374.imageshack.us/my.php?image=55wb9.jpg"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;wants to attract Yik Chunn's attention&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  love Malaysia!!! So, I did an interview with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SG8i4hX_YuI/AAAAAAAAABs/VV9t62r7IrE/s1600-h/untitled4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SG8i4hX_YuI/AAAAAAAAABs/VV9t62r7IrE/s400/untitled4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219428847572706018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason: Nice song rite?&lt;br /&gt;Carmen:Awesome&lt;br /&gt;Carmen:What a smash hit&lt;br /&gt;Carmen:Thank you for enlightening me&lt;br /&gt;Carmen:*sniffs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SG8i4SeN7QI/AAAAAAAAABk/B1goPCibh7g/s1600-h/untitled2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SG8i4SeN7QI/AAAAAAAAABk/B1goPCibh7g/s400/untitled2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219428843572292866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason: Nice or not?(the song)&lt;br /&gt;Carmen:Brings back horrible memoriesssss&lt;br /&gt;Carmen:of standing in the hot sun&lt;br /&gt;Carmen:during Merdeka celebrations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erk...Maybe not....They are right....Kids nowdays... Tsk tskkk....*Shake head*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-161626414438825948?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/161626414438825948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=161626414438825948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/161626414438825948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/161626414438825948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/07/kids-nowadays.html' title='Kids nowadays..'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SG8e44KDukI/AAAAAAAAABU/pw0rcD3Jyd0/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-618829752163370273</id><published>2008-07-05T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:36:41.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><title type='text'>~Happy Fourth of July~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*Drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*Drum rolls.....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*Drum rolls............*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*Applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Chiang chiang..Piang piang...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Happy Fourth Of July~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I logged into an online game and suddenly all the buddies in the contact list wished me Happy Fourth Of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Out of curiosity, I searched it in wiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SG8Uck-zvzI/AAAAAAAAABE/IWW6Rl4wMl0/s1600-h/Fourth_of_July_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SG8Uck-zvzI/AAAAAAAAABE/IWW6Rl4wMl0/s400/Fourth_of_July_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219412974341701426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wiki said so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened to be the Independence Day of the United States.Yea, I will just admit I'm "noobish" in this kind of stuff but who cares.Besides Malaysia's Independence Day, I hardly know any other country date of Independence Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SG8UcSHyV7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_oLMYbaysgU/s1600-h/800px-Miamifireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SG8UcSHyV7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_oLMYbaysgU/s400/800px-Miamifireworks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219412969279084466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                         Fireworks in Miami City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SG8UcXjAUwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/AzeNJqCsGzM/s1600-h/ar118141943294144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SG8UcXjAUwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/AzeNJqCsGzM/s400/ar118141943294144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219412970735424258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fireworks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SG8Uc4eR9pI/AAAAAAAAABM/RWwCoq5KU90/s1600-h/Fourth_of_July_fireworks_behind_the_Washington_Monument,_1986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SG8Uc4eR9pI/AAAAAAAAABM/RWwCoq5KU90/s400/Fourth_of_July_fireworks_behind_the_Washington_Monument,_1986.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219412979573978770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fireworks in Washington Monument&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Hence, I happily wished everyone I met in msn "Happy Fourth Of July"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason: Happy Fourth Of July&lt;br /&gt;Ray: Are you sick?Get your medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wait...I'm from Malaysia...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SG8SpbeqhbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GUbsmVrj7is/s1600-h/laugh.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SG8SpbeqhbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GUbsmVrj7is/s320/laugh.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219410996106003890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-618829752163370273?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/618829752163370273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=239953210476883032&amp;postID=618829752163370273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/618829752163370273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/239953210476883032/posts/default/618829752163370273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-fourth-of-july.html' title='~Happy Fourth of July~'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479674996399388982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U9fjFcRL3Kc/SG8Uck-zvzI/AAAAAAAAABE/IWW6Rl4wMl0/s72-c/Fourth_of_July_.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-239953210476883032.post-5979629522010719500</id><published>2008-07-01T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:22:24.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Gazing'/><title type='text'>~Welcome To Mi Vida~</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, in the middle of the night, before closing my eyes and waiting for a new day, I will just lay there on my bed,thinking of my life.18 years down the road since I was born, memories pass , new memories comes and stay, is that what I want?Is that what I opt for?Am I going to forget those memorable moment in my life just like that?Hell no!Life can be good even without branded clothes, mouth-watering foods or amazing sports car to use as long as we hold onto those sweet memories in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 incidents in my life that found me the way to appreciate life in much a meaningful way.Life is precious but do we really appreciate how it is?I wish to spend my life in a more meaningful way rather than just the routine kind of life that every Tom, Dick and Harry been living throughout their life and record them in a small little corner belong to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's going to happen into my life or in Spanish, Mi Vida?Welcome to Mi Vida where you will have every single detail of my life here right from A to Z.Last but not least, welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/239953210476883032-5979629522010719500?l=jason914.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jason914.blogspot.com/feeds/5979629522010719500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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