<?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-22171542</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:18:03.817+08:00</updated><category term='childhood'/><category term='Atlantis'/><category term='Ranau'/><category term='Red Ribbon'/><category term='jokes'/><category term='kibunut'/><category term='Borneo Music Festival'/><category term='LIDO'/><category term='Sabah. D-Junction'/><category term='Loves'/><category term='o2c'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='tenom'/><category term='river dip'/><category term='Revisited'/><category term='tag'/><category term='8 things'/><category term='Sabah'/><category term='KDCA'/><category term='east coast'/><category term='Ratu Kaamatan'/><category term='true love'/><category term='AIDS'/><category term='motivation'/><category term='Gawai'/><category term='contestants'/><category term='travel'/><category term='memories'/><category term='great love'/><category term='batik'/><category term='lucu'/><category term='KE Gathering'/><category term='wish'/><category term='Jewel'/><category term='Padang Merdeka'/><category term='Star Studded Nite'/><category term='Kota Kinabalu'/><category term='Indonesian'/><category term='young'/><category term='rice spirits'/><category term='Tadau Kaamatan'/><category term='harvesting'/><category term='paddy'/><category term='me'/><category term='Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='happy birthday'/><category term='perspective'/><category term='games'/><category term='2007'/><category term='Malaysia'/><category term='Hotlink'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='Kadazandusun'/><category term='life'/><category term='Pusakag'/><category term='wishes'/><category term='KE'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='Harvest Festival'/><category term='district kaamatan'/><category term='pesta menuai'/><category term='joke'/><category term='Murut'/><category term='Huminodun'/><category term='Indon'/><category term='kadusmusic.com'/><category term='Kadazan Society Sabah'/><category term='pesta rumbia'/><category term='love'/><category term='hongkod koisaan'/><category term='Kaamatan'/><category term='Unduk Ngadau'/><title type='text'>A Life Journey</title><subtitle type='html'>I am a simple person (I think), friendly (that's what they said) and I love to try anything. I always believe that things happened for a reason and as such I live life to the fullest. I try to put on a smile everyday to anyone that I meet hoping that at least I can transform someone's else life to a better one.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-4583026235101585867</id><published>2009-04-06T08:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T09:06:10.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KE Next Top Entertainer - The Finale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kadus Entertainment (KE) is proudly to present&lt;br /&gt;The Finale - KE Next Top Entertainer Season 1 (2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SdlThSCy7oI/AAAAAAAAAkM/BrtNvzopOic/s1600-h/final+KENTE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SdlThSCy7oI/AAAAAAAAAkM/BrtNvzopOic/s320/final+KENTE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321376265959304834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Finale will be held on the&lt;br /&gt;17 April (Friday)&lt;br /&gt;at Dewan KDCA Penampang&lt;br /&gt;at 7 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T MISS THE EVENT!&lt;br /&gt;BE A PART OF IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREE ADMISSION&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/22171542-4583026235101585867?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/4583026235101585867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=4583026235101585867&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/4583026235101585867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/4583026235101585867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2009/04/ke-next-top-entertainer-finale.html' title='KE Next Top Entertainer - The Finale'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SdlThSCy7oI/AAAAAAAAAkM/BrtNvzopOic/s72-c/final+KENTE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-2877437361654059149</id><published>2009-01-11T11:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T11:19:48.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KE Next Top Entertainer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; What does it take to be a great and versatile entertainer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you have the X factor we are looking for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BE A PART OF IT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289870418241251282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SWllHlMd59I/AAAAAAAAAj8/yyty_lo-LAk/s320/ke+nt+top.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-2877437361654059149?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/2877437361654059149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=2877437361654059149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/2877437361654059149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/2877437361654059149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2009/01/ke-next-top-entertainer.html' title='KE Next Top Entertainer'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SWllHlMd59I/AAAAAAAAAj8/yyty_lo-LAk/s72-c/ke+nt+top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-4894261972328647776</id><published>2008-12-05T11:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:09:44.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RED GLAM PARTY - Program</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/STibUCcvX-I/AAAAAAAAAjs/cxQXbnTgOy4/s1600-h/glam+-+aids+ribbon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/STibUCcvX-I/AAAAAAAAAjs/cxQXbnTgOy4/s200/glam+-+aids+ribbon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276137732021641186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;RED GLAM PARTY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Date: 7th December 2008 (Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;Time: 7.00pm – 10.00pm&lt;br /&gt;Venue: D’Junction Fun Pub &amp;amp; Bistro, Kota Kinabalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.00 pm  &lt;br /&gt;Arrival of Guests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.30 pm  &lt;br /&gt;Speech by KASIH&lt;br /&gt;  DINNER&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;8.00 pm  &lt;br /&gt;Talk on AIDS by Dr Roddy Teo&lt;br /&gt;             Video Presentation&lt;br /&gt;  Performance by JIAJA&lt;br /&gt;  Dance Performance by DIVA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.00 pm  &lt;br /&gt;Performance by Cha&lt;br /&gt;  Performance by Clare Petrus Edwin&lt;br /&gt;  Impersonation Act by DIVA&lt;br /&gt;  Performance by Cha&lt;br /&gt;  Souvenir Presentation&lt;br /&gt;  Dance Performance by DIVA&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;9.45 pm  &lt;br /&gt;Performance by D’Junction’s Resident Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.00 pm  &lt;br /&gt;Thank You &amp;amp; Good Night!!!!&lt;br /&gt;  Group photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/STibPoNhf8I/AAAAAAAAAjk/xKkyGdse4rY/s1600-h/glam+-+tikit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/STibPoNhf8I/AAAAAAAAAjk/xKkyGdse4rY/s320/glam+-+tikit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276137656259018690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-4894261972328647776?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/4894261972328647776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=4894261972328647776&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/4894261972328647776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/4894261972328647776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2008/12/red-glam-party-program_05.html' title='RED GLAM PARTY - Program'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/STibUCcvX-I/AAAAAAAAAjs/cxQXbnTgOy4/s72-c/glam+-+aids+ribbon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-4363882373182634099</id><published>2008-12-04T12:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:32:04.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sabah. D-Junction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Ribbon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o2c'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIDO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AIDS'/><title type='text'>RED GLAM PARTY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O2C &lt;span&gt;and D-Junction Fun Pub &amp;amp; Bistro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is proudly &lt;/span&gt;to host the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RED GLAM PARTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Venue:&lt;/span&gt; D-Juntion Fun Pub &amp;amp; Bistro&lt;br /&gt;Jalan Penampang (LIDO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt; 7 December 2008 (Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Time:&lt;/span&gt; 7-10 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ticket:&lt;/span&gt; RM30 (incl. buffet and drinks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dress code:&lt;/span&gt; Stylish/Smart Casual with a touch of RED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/STdbdBo3peI/AAAAAAAAAis/cqjmRq6tUi8/s1600-h/glam+-+banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/STdbdBo3peI/AAAAAAAAAis/cqjmRq6tUi8/s320/glam+-+banner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275786042702013922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/STdbpTbbm_I/AAAAAAAAAi0/JYmCDCrJvlQ/s1600-h/glam+-+tikit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/STdbpTbbm_I/AAAAAAAAAi0/JYmCDCrJvlQ/s320/glam+-+tikit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275786253635918834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/STdbzk4pIkI/AAAAAAAAAi8/-YgJwH7SXKQ/s1600-h/glam+-+aids+banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/STdbzk4pIkI/AAAAAAAAAi8/-YgJwH7SXKQ/s320/glam+-+aids+banner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275786430120534594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-4363882373182634099?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/4363882373182634099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=4363882373182634099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/4363882373182634099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/4363882373182634099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2008/12/red-glam-party.html' title='RED GLAM PARTY'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/STdbdBo3peI/AAAAAAAAAis/cqjmRq6tUi8/s72-c/glam+-+banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-6971177134035613482</id><published>2008-11-27T16:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T16:09:48.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am OFFICIALLY fat ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5VWH7Ti7I/AAAAAAAAAik/wh8h0bYIawg/s1600-h/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5VWH7Ti7I/AAAAAAAAAik/wh8h0bYIawg/s200/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273246052270705586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am officially FAT FAT FAT. I need to shed 7 kg, the sooner the better. Which also mean less meat, less beer and more vegetables and fruits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-6971177134035613482?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/6971177134035613482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=6971177134035613482&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/6971177134035613482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/6971177134035613482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-officially-fat.html' title='I am OFFICIALLY fat ...'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5VWH7Ti7I/AAAAAAAAAik/wh8h0bYIawg/s72-c/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-2052794535354490118</id><published>2008-11-17T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T14:32:18.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O2C Next Top Model - Guest Judge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Introducing the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guest judge&lt;/span&gt; for the O2C Next Top Model - Season 1.&lt;br /&gt;He is a make up artist by profession.&lt;br /&gt;Please welcome the talented Mr. Jason.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SSEPSIcyTFI/AAAAAAAAAbY/vgwdcE020VE/s1600-h/jason+mekap1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SSEPSIcyTFI/AAAAAAAAAbY/vgwdcE020VE/s320/jason+mekap1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269509843180473426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/22171542-2052794535354490118?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/2052794535354490118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=2052794535354490118&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/2052794535354490118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/2052794535354490118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2008/11/o2c-next-top-model-guest-judge.html' title='O2C Next Top Model - Guest Judge'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SSEPSIcyTFI/AAAAAAAAAbY/vgwdcE020VE/s72-c/jason+mekap1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-3776435027741367272</id><published>2008-11-02T22:53:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:25:35.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o2c Next Top Model (ONTM) – Season 1 (Assignment 3 - Rugged Theme)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is the o2c Next Top Model (ONTM) Competition – Season 1 Assignment 3. This is the search for the inaugural o2c Next Top Model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this 3rd assignment/task the judges decided get some online feedbacks about the contest, your opinions about the models, and in general the overall views and improvements to turn the competition more entertaining and worthwhile for the judges, models and viewers alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We provide two photo shots of each of the models and it is time for you to have your say on each of them. You can vote, eliminate and give constructive critique and comment to either each of the models or a particular model that you wish him/her to improve in the next assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some basic information of the theme and other details you may need to know about the o2c Next Top Model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress Code – Rugged&lt;br /&gt;Location – Abandoned house, Tanjung Aru Sabah, Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;Time of Shooting – 1430 pm to 1700 pm&lt;br /&gt;Photographers – Mr. Ramesh Salimun and Mr. Junior Balanjiu&lt;br /&gt;Camera – Canon EOS Digital Rebel XT&lt;br /&gt;Make up – Model’ Themselves&lt;br /&gt;Clothing and accessories – Model’ Themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is you call!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) If you really like a particular model and wish to see him/her wins simply type WIN [Name of Model]. You can send your vote on the wall here or send it to my inbox. If you wish to remain anonymous send your vote to &lt;a href="mailto:jasonjayprinze@yahoo.co.uk"&gt;jasonjayprinze@yahoo.co.uk&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="mailto:riverdon90@hotmail.com"&gt;riverdon90@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; by typing on the subject WIN [Name of Model].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) If you really don’t like a particular model and wish to see him/her goes simply type LOSE [Name of Model]. You can send your vote on the wall below or send it to my inbox. If you wish to remain anonymous send your vote to &lt;a href="mailto:jasonjayprinze@yahoo.co.uk"&gt;jasonjayprinze@yahoo.co.uk&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="mailto:riverdon90@hotmail.com"&gt;riverdon90@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; by typing on the subject LOSE [Name of Model].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) If you want to give constructive comments feel free to be a critique! These critiques will benefit the models in their future photo shooting sessions, and in their career in the modelling industry. Comments should be on general outlook of the model, poses, selection of clothes and accessories, make up, photo angles, etc. No personal attacks are allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) If you have any particular theme for the next photo shooting assignment feel free to air your view. We are more than pleased to accommodate your request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) If you to be our guest judge feel free to inform us. As you wish you could remain anonymous judge. Do provide us your basic resume and your experiences in the fashion/modelling/cosmetic industry and/or beauty pageant industry. You are most welcome to be part of the judging teams for the next assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) If you want to volunteer to be a photographer for the next photo shooting session do inform us. You are more than welcome to contribute your skills and artistry to further improve the quality of shots of the models.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) If you want to volunteer to be our guest make up artist for the next photo shooting sessions do inform us. Bear in mind that all photo shooting sessions take place in Kota Kinabalu Sabah, Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) If you come from the retail/fashion/hotel industries and want to promote a particular product, i.e. cosmetic, merchandise, accessories, clothes, do let us know. We are more than happy to promote your products in our photo shooting assignment. We can do it for free! We won’t promote pornographic related products though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) If you to be a part of the team do join us too. There is no obligation. We all just tried to be creative and fill up our time with stuff we enjoy most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it is up to you what you want to do next. Help us choose who deserves to be the next o2c Top Model. The decision is yours to make! Be a part of the 1st online Next Top Model contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your time! Good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason Jay Prinze (Chief Judge), Tommy Alanzo (Judge), Gedion Hilarius (Judge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3CHyrWwOI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ahgF-DIsIQA/s1600-h/olumis+fl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264076978584469730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3CHyrWwOI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ahgF-DIsIQA/s320/olumis+fl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olumis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3CB2l5iyI/AAAAAAAAAX0/jZP0hQfG5KU/s1600-h/olumis+cu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264076876556110626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3CB2l5iyI/AAAAAAAAAX0/jZP0hQfG5KU/s320/olumis+cu.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olumis &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3B6Fl8EII/AAAAAAAAAXs/iV3z205xr7w/s1600-h/ollen+fl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264076743143854210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3B6Fl8EII/AAAAAAAAAXs/iV3z205xr7w/s320/ollen+fl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ollen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3By-l5ocI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kX895LC1OAA/s1600-h/ollen+cu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264076621005562306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3By-l5ocI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kX895LC1OAA/s320/ollen+cu.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ollen &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3BsQiAzXI/AAAAAAAAAXc/eM2bvaQpNLo/s1600-h/pelangi+fl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264076505562008946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3BsQiAzXI/AAAAAAAAAXc/eM2bvaQpNLo/s320/pelangi+fl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pelangi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3Bk8K1h2I/AAAAAAAAAXU/P71jYFuURy0/s1600-h/pelangi+cu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264076379837007714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3Bk8K1h2I/AAAAAAAAAXU/P71jYFuURy0/s320/pelangi+cu.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pelangi &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3Bd1wJWiI/AAAAAAAAAXM/8nG_MUu2OH8/s1600-h/noah+fl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264076257855363618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3Bd1wJWiI/AAAAAAAAAXM/8nG_MUu2OH8/s320/noah+fl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Noah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3BWHOuHTI/AAAAAAAAAXE/JZP8feza66g/s1600-h/noah+cu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264076125108051250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3BWHOuHTI/AAAAAAAAAXE/JZP8feza66g/s320/noah+cu.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Noah &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3BJ_U0gwI/AAAAAAAAAW8/V5pdyRbwRJ8/s1600-h/mesh+fl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264075916827722498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3BJ_U0gwI/AAAAAAAAAW8/V5pdyRbwRJ8/s320/mesh+fl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3A_5fvwtI/AAAAAAAAAW0/yEoZB7rs6hE/s1600-h/mesh+cu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264075743464243922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3A_5fvwtI/AAAAAAAAAW0/yEoZB7rs6hE/s320/mesh+cu.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mesh &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3A2pkIJEI/AAAAAAAAAWs/LFT4vKCN_UU/s1600-h/tompok+fl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264075584568828994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3A2pkIJEI/AAAAAAAAAWs/LFT4vKCN_UU/s320/tompok+fl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tompok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3AtcAstnI/AAAAAAAAAWk/LHvQNFdj2t8/s1600-h/tompok+cu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264075426311747186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3AtcAstnI/AAAAAAAAAWk/LHvQNFdj2t8/s320/tompok+cu.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tompok &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3AkXkU1VI/AAAAAAAAAWc/W8KuoU02TlE/s1600-h/junior+fl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264075270500177234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3AkXkU1VI/AAAAAAAAAWc/W8KuoU02TlE/s320/junior+fl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Junior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3AdBh3ToI/AAAAAAAAAWU/m8IGrZll0t0/s1600-h/junior+cu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264075144325189250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3AdBh3ToI/AAAAAAAAAWU/m8IGrZll0t0/s320/junior+cu.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Junior &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3AR4kE5FI/AAAAAAAAAWM/l4erqwI9tWE/s1600-h/gidong+fl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264074952939988050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3AR4kE5FI/AAAAAAAAAWM/l4erqwI9tWE/s320/gidong+fl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gidong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ2__t50B8I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Em7nNsWq4pc/s1600-h/gidong+cu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264074640840722370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ2__t50B8I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Em7nNsWq4pc/s320/gidong+cu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gidong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3CYmUZK4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/RnzyPRPWNuc/s1600-h/sumpit+fl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264077267324709762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3CYmUZK4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/RnzyPRPWNuc/s320/sumpit+fl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sumpit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3CRF2QmJI/AAAAAAAAAYE/tWg0YKVVIZY/s1600-h/sumpit+cu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264077138349299858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3CRF2QmJI/AAAAAAAAAYE/tWg0YKVVIZY/s320/sumpit+cu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sumpit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/22171542-3776435027741367272?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/3776435027741367272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=3776435027741367272&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/3776435027741367272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/3776435027741367272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2008/11/o2c-next-top-model-ontm-season-1.html' title='o2c Next Top Model (ONTM) – Season 1 (Assignment 3 - Rugged Theme)'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ3CHyrWwOI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ahgF-DIsIQA/s72-c/olumis+fl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-2710022827135073862</id><published>2008-11-02T22:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:42:40.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O2C Next Top Model (ONTM) – Rugged Theme</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is the search of the next O2C Top Model. The theme of the 3rd assignment is rugged! We are looking for the most versatile model in his/her rugged looks, style and appearances. We are not searching for the most good looking model, but simply a model when he/she puts on a pair of jeans he/she is able to carry bring out the best of the theme This is what this 3rd assignment is all about! Welcome to the ONTM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ28Ecq63wI/AAAAAAAAAV8/kV8LkjRFmug/s1600-h/o2c+-+logo+o2c+NTM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264070324067688194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ28Ecq63wI/AAAAAAAAAV8/kV8LkjRFmug/s400/o2c+-+logo+o2c+NTM.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Location. The location of photo shooting is an old abandoned house near a construction site in Tanjung Aru, next to the 2nd Beach. The eerie old house coupled with the filthy floor and broken wall provide the ruggedness setting required for the photo shooting session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ27fe2P5LI/AAAAAAAAAVs/jzhSN1bKWb4/s1600-h/IMG_1126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264069688996914354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ27fe2P5LI/AAAAAAAAAVs/jzhSN1bKWb4/s320/IMG_1126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Shots. Each of the models was given at least 12 shots each for the session. Each of them can choose various spots in and around the house. How they pose and which angle of the shots were at the prerogative of the model and the photographer. Some of the results were pretty amazing and some are not. The judges had a difficult times selecting the photo shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ270gl5jzI/AAAAAAAAAV0/0PqnZV2aNlU/s1600-h/IMG_1304+1500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264070050242465586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ270gl5jzI/AAAAAAAAAV0/0PqnZV2aNlU/s320/IMG_1304+1500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changes. There will be a slight change on the part of the judging panel for this 3rd assignment. Firstly, the judges will select two photographs i.e. a full body length and close up photographs, from the 12 shots taken for each model. This is the judges’ choice at their discretion. If any of the models has shown any of the photograph(s) in their blogs prior to the selection, the judges will not choose such photograph even though it was an excellent one. The photograph itself will be disqualified automatically. Secondly, there will be an online voting via blogs, facebook and emails. All votes will be sent to a specified email provided by the judges. Lastly, each of the models will be allowed to campaign their friends, families and acquaintances to vote for them via emails, blog and facebook. Again, all votes will be sent to a specified email provided by the judges for counting purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it takes to be the next O2C Top Model? You just have to wait and see! Enjoy the show and this is the search of the O2C Next Top Model. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-2710022827135073862?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/2710022827135073862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=2710022827135073862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/2710022827135073862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/2710022827135073862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2008/11/o2c-next-top-model-ontm-rugged-theme.html' title='O2C Next Top Model (ONTM) – Rugged Theme'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQ28Ecq63wI/AAAAAAAAAV8/kV8LkjRFmug/s72-c/o2c+-+logo+o2c+NTM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-5134773278066407954</id><published>2008-10-29T11:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T11:46:42.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONTM Season 1 - Task 3 (Rugged Pictures)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfcM44MjyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HNe6a70FCwY/s1600-h/o2c+-+logo+o2c+NTM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262416803590344482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfcM44MjyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HNe6a70FCwY/s320/o2c+-+logo+o2c+NTM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the O2C Next Top Model's Task 3 Assignment - Rugged Pictures!&lt;br /&gt;Anything that make you feel rugged and cool! Pictures will be posted soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-5134773278066407954?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/5134773278066407954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=5134773278066407954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/5134773278066407954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/5134773278066407954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2008/10/ontm-season-1-task-3-rugged-pictures.html' title='ONTM Season 1 - Task 3 (Rugged Pictures)'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfcM44MjyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HNe6a70FCwY/s72-c/o2c+-+logo+o2c+NTM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-8261990090411553983</id><published>2008-10-29T11:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T11:30:46.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONTM Hari Raya Pictures - Judges' Comments</title><content type='html'>Welcome. The search of the o2c NEXT TOP MODEL (Season 1) begins! What does it take to be the next o2c TOP Model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfX10hhkqI/AAAAAAAAAU0/PdfKfLNaezs/s1600-h/o2c+-+logo+o2c+NTM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262412009238008482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfX10hhkqI/AAAAAAAAAU0/PdfKfLNaezs/s320/o2c+-+logo+o2c+NTM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first assignments of the o2c Next Top Model (ONTM). I thought I re-posted it again here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Hari Raya as theme, here are the 10 most versatile o2c models competing for the ultimate title to be the next o2c top model. They were chosen from 10,000 wannabe models in the last 3 months through strict selection process. Who's is the next o2c model? You have to wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During their 3 months ardous journey, they will undergo various photoshooting sessions throughout the jungle of Borneo and some of the most beautiful places around Sabah. The aim is ONE!!! To be the next o2c Top Model!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the comments from the judges for the Task 1 photoshooting session taken inKiulu with the Hari Raya Theme. Keputusan hakim adalah muktamad. No rasuah-rasuah or bodek-bodek. All comments are genuine and audited by Janice Dickinson. Views from top international supermodels i.e. Naomi Campbell and Cindy Crawford were obtained as part of the judging process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfYVeevvII/AAAAAAAAAU8/GBEXszoibSQ/s1600-h/Tompokr.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262412553076587650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfYVeevvII/AAAAAAAAAU8/GBEXszoibSQ/s320/Tompokr.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tompok - Poor pose with both hands look very awkward, macam kehilangan tongkat. Itu senyuman macam mau nangis. Macam teda-teda ni gambar. Too simple picture. No value at all.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfWx0XezLI/AAAAAAAAATs/-Kr_0ZyeYMI/s1600-h/bobi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262410840964779186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfWx0XezLI/AAAAAAAAATs/-Kr_0ZyeYMI/s320/bobi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobi - I like this picture coz the objek very ceria. Ada style with hands inside the poket. Simple pose tapi ada quality. Sometimes less is more.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfXyvfQpRI/AAAAAAAAAUs/5ZIt4QDxU3o/s1600-h/sumpit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262411956346725650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfXyvfQpRI/AAAAAAAAAUs/5ZIt4QDxU3o/s320/sumpit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumpit - Macam biasa ini orang kan tu mekap over the top. Kalu tau kulit itam, jan pakai bedak talampau putih. Orang ingat baru keluar dr BP. Side pose ok! Tapi kedudukan bahu kurang selese, you sud be more confortable and relax! Muka kasi ilek sikit jan talampau cool, nampak cam eksyen jak!!&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfW7W6i9fI/AAAAAAAAAT8/2I543yGPhIs/s1600-h/junioh.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262411004857480690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfW7W6i9fI/AAAAAAAAAT8/2I543yGPhIs/s320/junioh.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junioh - Itu pose sia suka. Mata mu cantik ya! Muka ada kaku sikit la, kali tunggu a bit longer tu jurukamera ambil gambar. Overall not really my favourite abis teda nampak kaki. Setakat kg kg ok la, buli improve lagi. Pass la sia kasi ni kali.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfW3v96qUI/AAAAAAAAAT0/42f-mmgG_t8/s1600-h/gidong.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262410942863026498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfW3v96qUI/AAAAAAAAAT0/42f-mmgG_t8/s320/gidong.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gidong - Tiada tarikan ni gambar sama sekali. Renungan teda-teda. Dua kali sia pandang macam sakit kalenjar sia. Muka nampak panjang dan berisi dan macam jatuh suda. Macam orang sakit. Baju pun indak strika!!&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfW_F4tKQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/lQ8c-lZOqw4/s1600-h/lumis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262411069005834498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfW_F4tKQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/lQ8c-lZOqw4/s320/lumis.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumis - Nice smile and pose. Simple and presentable. But jan selesa sangat dengan puji-pujian ku. Need to diversify the pose ikut keadaan next time. one suggestion, cuba smile kasi nampak gigi to reduce some of the wrinkles. Maklum la tua-tua suda kan.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfXhsXZdtI/AAAAAAAAAUM/eDNZxF7j8fE/s1600-h/olen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262411663450666706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfXhsXZdtI/AAAAAAAAAUM/eDNZxF7j8fE/s320/olen.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olen - Macam dr polipin ni orang! Pose okay juga la. Cuma tu senyuman ada ervous sikit sia nampak, otherwise you smile sweetly! Beautiful eyes like it's talking to the camera. Kejarangan juga ni, not all eyes can talk yo know.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfXlm4-KyI/AAAAAAAAAUU/K_TeITMkQvQ/s1600-h/ps.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262411730700348194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfXlm4-KyI/AAAAAAAAAUU/K_TeITMkQvQ/s320/ps.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelangi - Oh dea me! Itu prop (daun) lebi besar dr tu subject! Very classical pose/looks, i.e. Mao Tze Tung era or nearer at home, time mat salleh. Very old fashion. The smile too wide i think, and the gerahang bawah cam mau jatuh/tercabut. Which means wrong angle kene ambil i gambar, or the model pose wrongly! Either one la tuh. Tapi pass.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfXqllgWOI/AAAAAAAAAUc/aECy3syKvjc/s1600-h/ramesh.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262411816249612514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfXqllgWOI/AAAAAAAAAUc/aECy3syKvjc/s320/ramesh.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesh - I like the other picture than this one. Very inconsistent esp when you pose la Mesh. Gambar lain cantik, yang ini not so la. Kaku on the mouth and leher area. So you look grinning rather than smiling for the camera. Kebanyakan orang aving this problems. Later I give all of you tips.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfXuRYLZSI/AAAAAAAAAUk/0jB1iSFpX_Y/s1600-h/Sabas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262411879544481058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfXuRYLZSI/AAAAAAAAAUk/0jB1iSFpX_Y/s320/Sabas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West - I don't like the hair at all. Look a bit older in this position although in other group pictures you look much younger. Pose is a bit off showing how thin you are. But i like the background.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-8261990090411553983?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/8261990090411553983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=8261990090411553983&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/8261990090411553983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/8261990090411553983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2008/10/ontm-hari-raya-pictures-judges-comments.html' title='ONTM Hari Raya Pictures - Judges&apos; Comments'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQfX10hhkqI/AAAAAAAAAU0/PdfKfLNaezs/s72-c/o2c+-+logo+o2c+NTM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-4597819162441702654</id><published>2008-10-28T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T16:40:39.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O2C Next Top Model (ONTM) - Task 2 (Star Studded Nite, Red Carpet Pose)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the O2C Next Top Model (ONTM) - Task 2! All pictures are taken during the 3rd KE Star Studded Nite 2008 held on the 18 October 2008. The dress code of the red carpet event was Casual Smart (Glitters). And here are the judges comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbO8LeCKrI/AAAAAAAAAS8/AqJX3ltOs6o/s1600-h/01+kiloy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbO8LeCKrI/AAAAAAAAAS8/AqJX3ltOs6o/s320/01+kiloy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262120747895237298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy - Wah pandai bergaya, berhias tp mekap tu kena kasi 'up' sikit supaya lebih malatops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gedion - Miss Iron Rambut...nice smile but look forced. Blusher mcm tidak balance. But overall, very easy to the eyes and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason - I agree with the 2 judges concerning the smile and the make up. Eyes are lively and the pose could be improved.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbPGpCpXKI/AAAAAAAAATE/lySUyXtVL9c/s1600-h/02+nelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbPGpCpXKI/AAAAAAAAATE/lySUyXtVL9c/s320/02+nelly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262120927632120994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy - Alangkah bagusnya kalau berpakaian mcm ni tapi tidak memakai spec... Lain kali cubalah membiasakan diri dengan contact lens (bukan slalu pakai juga kan... lain lah kalau slalu ada party mcm ni) hwa3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gedion - Ok, maybe next time try using contact lenses. Baru nampak itu mata yang cantik. Nasib baik gambar sampai dada jak, tidak la nampak perut. :) Must be daring more when posing in front of the camera. No shy&lt;br /&gt;shy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason - I don’t like the pose at all! Body posture is too vertical. The eyes and smile is too plain probably as a result of the poor pose. If done properly (posing wise, smile and good eye contact) you would look much younger, cheeky and charming. And that attire, you would even look more seductive.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbPUnM2KII/AAAAAAAAATM/zAAA9VntnEk/s1600-h/03+mesh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbPUnM2KII/AAAAAAAAATM/zAAA9VntnEk/s320/03+mesh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262121167656200322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy - Lain kali kalau mau bergambar biar kasi kemas dulu baju tu... at least tarik2 dulu baju tu p bawah supaya kureng kedutan dia ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gedion - Ini macam kotigok kena gambar. Haha. But very candid and natural. Nasib baik lagi gambar sampai dada jak. Kalau full body ndak tau la..But the eyes lack emotion. Practice more in front of the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason - You look uncomfortable and a bit nervous from the look of your face and eyes. Lips and the left eye are a bit tight. Otherwise you will look much better.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbPf0PIqiI/AAAAAAAAATU/1DT1bsQ9wv8/s1600-h/04+mamai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbPf0PIqiI/AAAAAAAAATU/1DT1bsQ9wv8/s320/04+mamai.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262121360134023714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy - Hmmm ok lah... tapi pasti lebih ok kalau pakai baju lengan panjang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gedion - Mula2 sia nampak, sia ingat taiko samseng mana, c Mamai pula. Ngam la dengan nama dia tu, sebab pose pun macam mamai juga. Dengan senyuman macho dia. But I prefer the full body shot. He looked more into the character. I think this pic of Mamai would be a magazine cover. Just have to work on body posture more. Supaya nampak lagi outstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason - I don’t like the whole baju arrangement. Need to work out and tone the shoulder. Sometimes we need to match our character and the way we dress up. Ngam ka tidak ngam? Really need to practice on the smile, looks unsymmetrical to me.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbPtJPj98I/AAAAAAAAATc/Vy8LqGx5Tzg/s1600-h/05+junioh+montaj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbPtJPj98I/AAAAAAAAATc/Vy8LqGx5Tzg/s320/05+junioh+montaj.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262121589111257026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy - Dia ni semakin malatops n kadang2 mcm kena edit lebih pulak gambar dia ni sia tgk! hwa3... Tapi dia memang ada bakat jd model peramah! uwahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gedion - As always, delivers great shot. Best smile of all. Very nice colour of shirt. have emotions in the eyes, like very excited. Keep up the good work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason - Best picture of the bunch!! The pose is excellent showing details of total facial expression, i.e. cheek bones and jaw lines. In modeling industry, this is what most talent scouts are looking for. I know the facial complexion has been photoshoped, but that’s fine with me. Best magazine cover if to compared with mamai or sumpit as indicated by Gedion.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbP4CaDhyI/AAAAAAAAATk/rzqPd1WKwk8/s1600-h/06+tompok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbP4CaDhyI/AAAAAAAAATk/rzqPd1WKwk8/s320/06+tompok.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262121776254781218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy - Dressing pempuan paling mantap utk mlm tu... tapi cubalah dia pakai anting2 bulat yg besar! Ni trend KL skrg... bukan Kl jak tp mana2 pun kalau rambut sudah set2 mcm tu siap dressing mcm tu memang x kena kalau tiada anting2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gedion - Great hair and smile too! Try wearing other more vibrant and fresh colours. Black makes this beautiful lady look boring. Try having bang or a bit hair in front. Too much fore head is not good also. But still a very well done shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason - The baju I like! Not too over dan teda yang kurang. Just nice and SAFE (since it’s baju hitam kan!). The make up could be improved. Nice smile too (I think you learn how to smile more naturally)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbJ2BZR6HI/AAAAAAAAAS0/2TyXL5D-XPU/s1600-h/07+lumis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbJ2BZR6HI/AAAAAAAAAS0/2TyXL5D-XPU/s320/07+lumis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262115144553588850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy - Rambut dia mesti kena kasi blow kembang lg atau masa tu dia buat sendiri rambut dia? Macam pakai lens masa tu kan? Kalau betul then bagus sb up to date! hwa3! TAPI... baju yg nampak celah2 dada tu memang lawa kalau pakai rantai apa juga rantai yg penting rantai leher! hwa3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gedion - The Miss Congeniality. Warm smile, but the hair is a bit too done. Maybe less keras and more flows can make her look sensational. But best top for girls. Kasi tayang itu Cle.... lagi, ada markah juga tu...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason – The pose was the real spoiler, showing all the weaknesses e.g. double chin, wrinkles on the neck, imbalance shoulders, silhouette at the back. Less is more and trying too hard to look great sometimes could change the whole outlook of the pic. The hair is okay and the baju is superb (but was not fully utilized) to obtain a great picture.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbJq7nN7RI/AAAAAAAAASs/OvOBniYNtxc/s1600-h/08+wesh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbJq7nN7RI/AAAAAAAAASs/OvOBniYNtxc/s320/08+wesh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262114954022874386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy - Time ni dia sudah mabuk ka belum? Kenapa leher baju dia tu mcm org yg sudah singgarung? Lain kali jgn patah2 leher kalau posing Wesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gedion - Ok, the shirt must be change. Doesn't go with Red Carpet Theme. But the pose is nice, kalau bukan full body shot la. And hair style...hm...I don't know if I should comment on the belah tengah...what u think jay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason – Obviously the hair could be much better. I will recommend you my hairstylist, Ah Kin!! Sometimes you have to try to bring more character to yourself, i.e. facial characters in particular. Position and expression of the eyes and smile are great, pose is okay, a bit tight on the right neck simply because the pose is a bit uncomfortable for you. Kalu baju, yg lebih nice-nice lagi la.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbJeKQLCnI/AAAAAAAAASk/QprTFms9d4M/s1600-h/09+mahapson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbJeKQLCnI/AAAAAAAAASk/QprTFms9d4M/s320/09+mahapson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262114734614448754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy - Ai? mcm baru aku nampak org ni? Kalau ya pun mau berpose, cuba kasi kaluar itu barang yg ada di poket baju sb baju ko ni transparent bah gaman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gedion - Baju dia transparent kah tu? Memang dia berani kan. Showing all his curves. Sia solute la dia ni. Maybe a profile shot can be better. If front face too common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason – I think overall okay. Facial expression okay cuma tu bibir macam kena kepit sikit. Either you are not ready or you are nervous, that I don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbJWoSrpWI/AAAAAAAAASc/jvtqOK4-O6g/s1600-h/10+gidong+montaj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbJWoSrpWI/AAAAAAAAASc/jvtqOK4-O6g/s320/10+gidong+montaj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262114605239084386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy - Memang dia ni pandai bergaya sudah.. mainan mata n mimik muka pandai dia kontrol kalau dpn camera! Senang sikit kerja! hwa3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gedion - This one is nice. Very the perfume model style. But the dressing could be better. Maybe a different colour. And the eyes no need to make it look sexy la. The sexiness are there naturally. Just have to work on the body pose and dressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason – Posing wise is excellent! Facial contour is good and look neat kan. I think the baju is ok la,  matching jugalah with the botak concept! Cume the smile masih kurang sikit, I think kau ni kedekut senyum bah!!!&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbJKYsCqaI/AAAAAAAAASU/UMA4Xf7OYRc/s1600-h/11+sumpit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbJKYsCqaI/AAAAAAAAASU/UMA4Xf7OYRc/s320/11+sumpit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262114394892052898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy - Buli ka ko berdiri jgn kasi miring tu bahu kalau mau buat muka serius dpn camera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gedion - Good effort in matching the shirts. Macam model Calvin Klein pun ada. I prefer the black and white pic. Looks more classy. Patut tunduk sikit and eyes focus on camera. Barulah mcm cover shot. But so far best male model pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason – Simple tapi menawan gituh kan si sumpit ni! Very very metrosexual looking! A bit awkward on the pose macam ‘Leaning Tower of Pisa’ yang di Italy too. Of all the model, you hair is the best! Again this pic kena photoshopped. Kalu 2 kali tgk you have the feminine look, kalu 2 kali tgk la bah.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbJAs6FY7I/AAAAAAAAASM/1wO1_Zs7rC8/s1600-h/12+bobi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbJAs6FY7I/AAAAAAAAASM/1wO1_Zs7rC8/s320/12+bobi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262114228520969138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy - Hmmm pandai bergaya juga bah dia ni siap pakai spec trend skrg! hwa3! Tapi lain kali jgn butang tu baju sejujur alam! Nampak ka mcm menangis sudah tu baju ko pakai? kasi lepas 1 butang atau 2 butang lg supaya nampak selesa lagipun ko pakai baju dlm juga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gedion - Ini gambar sebelum mabuk atau semasa mabuk? Nice shirt and wonderful smile. Should do spiky hair to compliment the face shape. Supaya nampak lagi matured. Don't push back the head too much, chin down a bit and play with the camera more. It's ok to be cheeky but keep it moderate. But this pic makes people happy when looking at it right? The fun and joy shows through the picture. Good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason – Simple old fashion pose but works for you! Ya, the baju could be more sexier next time. Very natural smile, symmetrical and happy go lucky type of person. Keep it up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-4597819162441702654?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/4597819162441702654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=4597819162441702654&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/4597819162441702654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/4597819162441702654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2008/10/o2c-next-top-model-ontm-task-2-star.html' title='O2C Next Top Model (ONTM) - Task 2 (Star Studded Nite, Red Carpet Pose)'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SQbO8LeCKrI/AAAAAAAAAS8/AqJX3ltOs6o/s72-c/01+kiloy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-604957729370546006</id><published>2008-10-14T09:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T09:18:10.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KE Star Studded Nite 2008 - Program Proper</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:14;"&gt;Program for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KE Star Studded Nite 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="0"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;7.00 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; – Arrival of Guests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="0"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;7.50 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; – Dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="0"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;8.00 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; – Song Presentation by Local Artistes (12 songs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                     &lt;/span&gt;Lucky Draws (3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                     &lt;/span&gt;Dinner Games (3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                   &lt;/span&gt;Award for KE Ms. Congeniality 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                     &lt;/span&gt;Award for KE Mr. Friendly 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                     &lt;/span&gt;Special Recognition Award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                     &lt;/span&gt;Floor Dance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                     &lt;/span&gt;Award for KE Best Dress and Fashion Style (Male) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                     &lt;/span&gt;Award for KE Best Dress and Fashion Style (Female)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="0"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;11.00 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; – See You All in 2009! Au revoir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-604957729370546006?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/604957729370546006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=604957729370546006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/604957729370546006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/604957729370546006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2008/10/ke-star-studded-nite-2008-program.html' title='KE Star Studded Nite 2008 - Program Proper'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-647628658090844129</id><published>2008-10-06T09:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T09:24:47.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O2C Next Top Model (Season 1) - The Judges</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are the judges for the O2C Next Top Model (ONTM) Season 1. All these judges has background in the modeling world, i.e. model, ex-models, judges of beauty pageant, stage choreographer, modeling/deportment instructor, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O2C Next Top Model (Season 1) - Introducing the Judges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253510767586261826" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SOg4NXWrO0I/AAAAAAAAAQA/z_KewQcpt2c/s200/jj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Jason Jay Prinze (Choreographer/Modeling Instructor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253511037555938738" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SOg4dFEdlbI/AAAAAAAAAQI/m7AntDUwK4E/s200/tommy.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Tommy Alanzo  (Model)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253511235549708002" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SOg4omp2vuI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/DSNgu9Z8DZg/s200/ged.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Gedion Hilarius (Artist/Model)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will also invite guest judges from time to time. If you are a model/ex-models or in the modeling line and interested to be our guest judges do let us know too. You may contact me jasonjayprinze@yahoo.co.uk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good Luck Models!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-647628658090844129?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/647628658090844129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=647628658090844129&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/647628658090844129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/647628658090844129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2008/10/o2c-next-top-model-season-1-judges.html' title='O2C Next Top Model (Season 1) - The Judges'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SOg4NXWrO0I/AAAAAAAAAQA/z_KewQcpt2c/s72-c/jj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-1120936169060470012</id><published>2008-09-17T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:09:29.678+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kadusmusic.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KE Gathering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Studded Nite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pusakag'/><title type='text'>3rd KE Star Studded Nite - An Invitation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SNBjbCJmSiI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ZEpIfQ7WlCA/s1600-h/KE+-+Logo+KE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; 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	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;3rd KE Star Studded Nite 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;( A Red Carpet Event)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Venue:&lt;/span&gt; Pusakag Cafe, Donggongon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;            (near Public Bank)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: &lt;/span&gt;18 October 2008 (Sat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time:&lt;/span&gt; 7 pm onwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fee: &lt;/span&gt;RM25 at the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dress code:&lt;/span&gt; Casual Smart (Glitters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I am sure all of us had attended one of those parties of the years. These parties have themes. There are cheese and wine party where various types of cheeses and wines are served, von-v-von party (I made this one up!), dinner party with band entertainment, party by the lake and so forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Most of these parties have dress codes – batik fusion, retro, casual smart. You name it the list goes on and on. A red carpet party? Yup, this one is a rare event! If I were you, sure I will attend. Just to see exactly what the party is all about. How it is organised. What are the programs – are there dinner games, best dress and styles, Ms. Congeniality, artistes, etc. Is food provided? Is the drink in the house, free flow, open bill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Last month, I attended the Sabah Bloggers Gathering. I registered a month earlier and I can’t wait the day of the event. It would be held at a hotel, so food must be nice I would reckon. I would imagine too that those people attending the event will wear something extra special since it would held in a hotel. I would expect dinner games, lucky draws and song performances as parts of the program. It would be the best place to meet and get to know more friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I was right, what I expected and imagined were all there. The song performances were great, the atmosphere and ambience were excellent even, food was delicious, lucky draws were superb – it was all there except of these; a) I didn’t get to mix and get to know with other attendees apart from those friends that I already knew, b) lack of activities that involve interaction, c) crowd tend to be busy with their own buddies and acquaintances, d) it wasn’t a red carpet event!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Next month, there will be a gathering, similar to the Sabah Bloggers Gathering, but a much smaller in scale. The location will be in Donggongon, 12 km from the city, and the organisers expect around 80-90 people to turn up. Attendees will be those who frequent the KE website at &lt;a href="http://www.kadusmusic.com/portal"&gt;http://www.kadusmusic.com/portal&lt;/a&gt;, their friends and acquaintance and those who want to experience a red carpet event.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The entrance fee is RM25 - food and party pack will be provided, drinks at your own expense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;The theme of the red carpet event is 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; KE Star Studded Nite. It means you are obliged to dress casual smart, and probably with fashion accessories – necklace, belt, bangles, as long as it is shining like stars or blinking even as the theme implies. Something simple, elegant, presentable and comfortable. Imagine as you walk into the room all eyes on you and you can hear the clicks of cameras all focussing on you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;See you all at the party! Au voir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Postscript. You may email the organisers at ronneyajim@yahoo.com or riverdon90@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-1120936169060470012?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/1120936169060470012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=1120936169060470012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/1120936169060470012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/1120936169060470012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2008/09/3rd-ke-star-studded-nite-invitation.html' title='3rd KE Star Studded Nite - An Invitation'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SNBjbCJmSiI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ZEpIfQ7WlCA/s72-c/KE+-+Logo+KE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-1832067455023816996</id><published>2008-09-08T09:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T09:15:24.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter from Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been raining almost everyday the last couple of weeks. Hope this one will cheer us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di sebuah pejabat pos seorang nenek ingin mengirim surat kepada cucunya. Kerana dia lupa membawa kacamata, akhirnya ia meminta tolong seorang petugas untuk membantunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nenek berkata, "Bolehkan anda membantu menuliskan alamat pada sampul surat ini?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu petugas itu menuliskan alamatnya, nenek itu berkata lagi, "Bolehkan anda membantu menuliskan isi suratnya ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah menuliskan isi surat itu dengan penuh ketulusan dan sukacita, bertanyalah petugas itu kepada nenek .. "Apa lagi yang boleh saya bantu, Nek?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian nenek berkata, "Tolong tambahkan di bawah isi surat ini ..&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;P/S: Maaf, tulisannya hodoh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wakakakk .. kaka . kak ..ka . . ka .. ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv u olz!&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/22171542-1832067455023816996?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/1832067455023816996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=1832067455023816996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/1832067455023816996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/1832067455023816996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2008/09/letter-from-grandma.html' title='Letter from Grandma'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-4966973962847469354</id><published>2008-09-02T08:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T08:37:59.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='east coast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sabah'/><title type='text'>Travelling - Adventure Of A Life Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I dare to say this. I have been to many places, both locally and nationally, sometimes over the sea. It is timely that I blog about these places. One day it would be fun to read them again. Back to memory lane kinna thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;In the next coming months I will be visiting many places of interest around Ranau and the East Coast. It is going to be a tiring journey. Resorts, small scale accommodation providers, waterfalls, river cruises, jungle trekking, parks, rest areas, island and beaches, home stay, etc. There are also new and ‘potential’ places of interest i.e. tourism assets/products to be visited and assessed. Chasing waterfalls and trekking hills will be most challenging. Going through the jungle where leeches and mosquitoes are aplenty in addition to the harsh climatic conditions will be challenging too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Apart from visiting all these places, I will also attend a few events taking place in these parts of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Sabah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;. The Death March Ceremony in Kundasang War Memorial and the 22&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; TM International Climbathon, for example.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;From now on I will categories these places I visited as follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Weekend Gate Away – Places I visit over the weekend, mostly with friends and families. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Jalan-Jalan Cari Makan – Places I visit with food being the main agenda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Cuti Cuti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Sabah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; – Visit to places of interest in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Sabah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; covering leisure and work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; Destination – Visit to places of interest where I can relax and not doing work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;So, happy travelling kaka, kavagu dau laa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-4966973962847469354?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/4966973962847469354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=4966973962847469354&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/4966973962847469354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/4966973962847469354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2008/09/travelling-adventure-of-life-time.html' title='Travelling - Adventure Of A Life Time'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-1164307615131212570</id><published>2008-08-25T08:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T09:13:20.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jewel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revisited'/><title type='text'>Friends Are Rare Jewels - Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;It is amazing how life can be without friends around you. It is also amazing having so many friends with different traits and attitudes. You just have to deal with them. It is also amazing that some of them undergo ‘transition’, revealing every true sense of the words of who they actually are. Some become acquaintances rather than someone we can call friend. These are the type of friends I have.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have a friend who treats me like shit. I never treat her like shit. Just so to let her know.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have a friend who treats me like shit. I always invisible. It is okay with me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have a friend who does not want me to be closed with the other friends of ours. That’s with me. I’ll let him have him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have a friend who wants to be somebody, but he is a nobody. Then he tries again. He still a nobody. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have a friend who likes to rival in almost everything I do. I told him I am nothing near to his challenge. I am not rich nor am I have the looks. In fact, he is nothing like Brad Pitt or Tom Cruise that I want to rival for. Please find someone else to your level.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have a friend who likes to provoke me into games of jealousy. He told me the other day that he was with my close friend when he knew I wasn’t there. So why bother telling me if you must ask. It is all in the game of jealousy!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have a friend who gives me lots of excuses. It is okay to say no if you are not interested.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have friends’ friends who think I am a snobbish. He was right. Sometimes I like to be snobbish, it’s a thrill.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have a friend who plans lot of activities but never implement them. He falls back to other female friend. He gets all the credits.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have a friend who gives excuses when canceling last minute plans. One or two times are okay. I never invite him since the last outing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have a friend who thinks he is a genius. He thinks those who go to pubs and birthday parties are bunch of losers. I pity him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have a friend who spreads negatives vibes. I try to avoid this type of friends. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have a friend who wants me to respect or look up on him. Which I did, sometimes, as a friend.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have friend who are slightly overweight. I never feel embarrass near them. I enjoy their companies. I wish it could be forever. My worries are when they start to lose that extra pound they will find other friends. I wish they stay the way they are! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have friends who are not pretty. But inside them, they are beautiful – first class. I love being around with them. Sometimes I share them beauty and fashion tips. Just to get rid some of the unnecessary.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have friends who are older than me. But they act like 20’s. I like them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have friends who are older than me. But they act like 20’s. Sometimes I don’t like them. They abandoned their wives and kids.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have friends who are short. Sometimes I ask them to walk first. Takut bah orang pikir sia ada anak suda. But I don’t mind at all. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have a friend who keeps asking me to go the cinema. Inside while the movie is on he plays with text messages. I stop going to the cinema. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have a friend who likes to interrupt. One fine day, I told her to shut up and let me finish otherwise she’s being rude. To this day, she still interrupts. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have friends who are very quiet and only talk when the right time comes. Great to know them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have a friend who likes to be photographed. They are nothing like model. I envy their courage. Sometimes it gives joy to my heart every time I see them in front of the camera. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Symbol; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have many best friends. They are angel! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;My dearest friends, sometimes it’s quite difficult for us to find out what is lacking and what others don’t like about us. We need other people to provide the mirror for us to figure out our flaws and defects. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;All this while, many of you have provided me the mirror that I need to improve myself, so that I can be a great friend to have. At least some one that you can call friend. A friend that brings out the best in friendship. A friend that able to listen to you. A friend that provides you a different vision of what life has to offer. A version that improves and enriches ourselves. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;A friend that makes life meaningful and wonderful. That brings wonders and glows to your heart. A friend that when you wake up one morning they are there for you. Something that you look forward to. Something that gets life going. Something that make us live and carry on. Some one that you can call friend. JJP&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-1164307615131212570?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/1164307615131212570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=1164307615131212570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/1164307615131212570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/1164307615131212570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2008/08/friends-are-rare-jewels-part-ii.html' title='Friends Are Rare Jewels - Part II'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-1582370017538344408</id><published>2008-08-21T16:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T16:07:33.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jewel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Friends Are Rare Jewels - Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There once was a little girl who had a bad temper.  Her mother gave her a bag of nails and told her that every time she lost her temper, she must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day the girl had driven 37 nails into the fence.  Over the next few weeks, as she learned to control her anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. She discovered it was easier to hold her temper than to drive those nails into the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the day came when the girl didn't lose her temper at all.  She told her mother about it and the mother suggested that the girl now pull out one nail for each day that she was able to hold her temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days passed and the young girl was finally able to tell her mother that all the nails were gone. The mother took her daughter by the hand and led her to the fence.  She said, "You have done well, my daughter, but look at the holes in the fence.  The fence will never be the same.  When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. " You can put a knife in a person and draw it out.  It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there.  A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-1582370017538344408?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/1582370017538344408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=1582370017538344408&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/1582370017538344408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/1582370017538344408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2008/08/friends-are-rare-jewels-part-i.html' title='Friends Are Rare Jewels - Part I'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-680370227732130339</id><published>2008-08-08T10:35:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T15:13:23.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='river dip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pesta rumbia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kibunut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gawai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaamatan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tenom'/><title type='text'>Long Time No See - I'm Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. I am back. With style! I know. It’s been a while. I have been busy with work and facebook. Sorii la bah! I’ve decided to blog most of the events in the last 5 months. In randomness. Kunun lagi bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SJvA1xYLvlI/AAAAAAAAAOY/9bIMToL-lxY/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SJvA1xYLvlI/AAAAAAAAAOY/9bIMToL-lxY/s320/Image019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231987422141333074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;2. It gives tears to my heart every time I see my mom has to deal another terrible flood. This was the fourth time this year. Time like this one can see the deepest love, greatest might and patient a person will sacrifice for their loved ones. I took compassionate leave to help mom. To do the cleaning bah. Up to 5 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SJu3VSXLBsI/AAAAAAAAAN4/nwZNA7oj64w/s1600-h/blog+papar+unduk.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SJu3VSXLBsI/AAAAAAAAAN4/nwZNA7oj64w/s320/blog+papar+unduk.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231976968455128770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;3. I was asked to choreograph the Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan Papar 2008. I was also the judge for the Gala Nite. The task was easy. Choose the winners for the Miss Topiodo and Miss Tosuou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;3a. I also choreographed the Gawai-Kaamatan Beauty Pageant Parade in Miri this year. This was my second time. I did the same last year where it was held at The Atlantis. Labuan will host next year. We brought the State Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan Winner 2008 and the top 7 Penampang Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan. Velvet AF5 joined us too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;4. I was one of the judges for the Ratu Pesta Rumbia pageant in Kuala Penyu. I enjoyed it! A few of the contestants really walk very well. Well, I taught them before in modelling and how to strike a brilliant pose. They managed to get the Top 7 placings. Anak murid boh gia. Mr. Os was the MC. When I took my 'saguhati' from the organiser, he commented that I looked like a fashion designer and model, rather than a beauty pageant judge. Tau pun diaaa .... he he.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SJu4z1a8VxI/AAAAAAAAAOI/GtwZQhfgB5o/s1600-h/blog+-+tenom.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SJu4z1a8VxI/AAAAAAAAAOI/GtwZQhfgB5o/s320/blog+-+tenom.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231978592773887762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;5. I can’t recall the last time I took a dip into a river. That’s ‘mandi sungai’. A group of friends decided to go to Tenom as part of the ‘cuti cuti Malaysia’ and ‘walking-walking find food’ activities over the weekend, and mandi sungai was one of the agenda. I had a great time!! And guess what? We were there again the weekend after that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SJu6f8ek_hI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/OP43Ke-RoV4/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SJu6f8ek_hI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/OP43Ke-RoV4/s320/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231980450094054930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;6. Felix came over to my workplace twice to deal with the artist permit, up front payment and other matters. He is one of the artistes performing in an event we organised this middle of August.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;7. My congratulations to the organiser of the Sabah Bloggers Gathering (SBG). I enjoyed the food and the atmosphere. And the performances too. Met a few bloggers! I didn’t mingle around from table to table though, malu bah siaaa! Kalu ada beer berani la kali kann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;8. I hate when over-friendly hantu (ghosts) followed me home. 3 times already ooh! And this time I can see them. Not just that feeling ooh!! *dakat pingsan bah sia!* It made me ‘pandang belakang’ all the time. I also have that eerie feeling of some one watching me all the time. Not to mention the goose bum!! Now kaaannnn, I switch on bah the light every time I sleep and my eyes wide open when I take my shower. Berdiri bah saja bulu bulu kuuu! Siiitttttt butul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SJvBFLt_hwI/AAAAAAAAAOg/1hECqR0jBEI/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SJvBFLt_hwI/AAAAAAAAAOg/1hECqR0jBEI/s320/Image020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231987686910166786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;9. Yup! Another dipping in the river again!! This time we had a BBQ at Kibunut River. 12-15 km from Donggongon, Tambunan-Keningau Road. Siokkk bah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SJu4Exyvx7I/AAAAAAAAAOA/KyJMiDKXjbA/s1600-h/blog+-+stacy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SJu4Exyvx7I/AAAAAAAAAOA/KyJMiDKXjbA/s320/blog+-+stacy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231977784346134450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;10. I met Stacy AF6 the other day she performed at Q Ball. My village mate. Same village bah we olz. She looked great and congratulations to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-680370227732130339?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/680370227732130339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=680370227732130339&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/680370227732130339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/680370227732130339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2008/08/long-time-no-see-im-back.html' title='Long Time No See - I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SJvA1xYLvlI/AAAAAAAAAOY/9bIMToL-lxY/s72-c/Image019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-2582913757810020142</id><published>2008-03-24T11:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T11:13:55.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>No Matter How Much You Love Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is a touching post I got from a friend’s blog. I’ve got to know someone who has been in this situation. Although how hard we have tried by giving advises and supports to help her deals with her domestic problems, but because of her great love to him, she still devoted to him for so long. In the end, thanks to the above, the bastard left her for good. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;To all my ladies friend out there (and boyfriends too!) - No matter how much you love a man, no matter how much he may love you, but if ever he lifts a hand and hits you ... he's not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I do not think this is easy...but I guess it is true.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got flowers today,&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't my birthday or any other special day. We had our first argument last night, and he said a lot of cruel things that really hurt me. I know he is sorry and didn't mean the things he said, because he sent me flowers today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got flowers today,&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't our anniversary or any other special day. Last night, he threw me into a wall and started to choke me. It seemed like a nightmare. I couldn't believe it was real. I woke up this morning sore and bruised all over. I know he must be sorry. Because he sent me flowers today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got flowers today,&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't Mother's Day or any other special day. Last night, he beat me up Again. And it was much worse than all the other times. If I leave him,what will I do? How will I take care of my kids? What about money? I'm afraid of him and scared to leave. But I know he must be sorry. Because he sent me flowers today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got flowers today,&lt;br /&gt;Today was a very special day. It was the day of my funeral. Last night, he finally killed me. He beat me to death. If only I had gathered enough courage and strength to leave him, I would not have gotten flowers today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-2582913757810020142?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/2582913757810020142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=2582913757810020142&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/2582913757810020142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/2582913757810020142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-matter-how-much-you-love-him.html' title='No Matter How Much You Love Him'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-408623616700313796</id><published>2007-11-23T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T16:24:56.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8 things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>8 Things About Me  - I Have Been Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been tagged by Danjoe!! I don't know exactly what is the purpose of this games so-called 'tagging me tagging you' thing. And it appeared that my name was the last one in his 'tagged friends' probably I am a type of friend 'kasi cukup korum'. Obviously he is the type of friend bila perlu help baru ingat kawan, you know - when winter comes then you remember to put on the long-john! Anyway, how thoughtful of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rules of this 21st century game are (how ridiculous I thought!!):-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Link to your tagger and post these rules.&lt;br /&gt;2. List eight (8) random facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag eight people at the end of this post and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;4. Let them know they’ve been tagged by leaving them a comment on their blogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 8 random things you're not supposed to know about me randomly are (why 8 only, how ridiculous!!):-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I was born a girl and had a sex changed surgery at 3yo.&lt;br /&gt;2. I can walk in high-heel, mostly 4 inches high heel.&lt;br /&gt;3. I put on make-up before heading to bed.&lt;br /&gt;4. I had at least injected botox on my cheeks three times a year, facial once a week, and manicure and padicure once every 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;5. I shave every fortnight.&lt;br /&gt;6. I use Avon for maskara.&lt;br /&gt;7. I do lap dancing, a-go-go and pole dancing as form of exercises.&lt;br /&gt;8. Whenever I can, I bluffed, lied and fooled people in believing in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to tag my best/closest friends, next of kin and cousins.&lt;br /&gt;1. Paris Hilton (my best fren ever, clubbing fren actually!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Bill Clinton (my brother in law, my lil' bro dating Chelsea)&lt;br /&gt;3. Arnold NamaBapanyaSusaNakEja (my personal trainer)&lt;br /&gt;4. Anita Sarawak (my mom!)&lt;br /&gt;5. Rihanna (my twin sister)&lt;br /&gt;6. Deborah Henry (Miss Malaysia World 2007 - my aunt)&lt;br /&gt;7. Bill Gates (my mentor when I was at university)&lt;br /&gt;8. Michael Schumacher (who sponsor my car)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-408623616700313796?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/408623616700313796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=408623616700313796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/408623616700313796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/408623616700313796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-been-tagged-by-danjoe-i-dont.html' title='8 Things About Me  - I Have Been Tagged'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-1217900678588627556</id><published>2007-10-08T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T10:10:25.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><title type='text'>A Life's Perspective - In The Eye Of A Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is one of my all time favourite words of wisdom. To all of you, have a great week ahead before the festive season kicking soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my Muslim friends, Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri 2007, Maaf Zahir dan Batin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Difference Between Rich/Poor People?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the expresspurpose of showing him how poor people live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was great, Dad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yeah," said the son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The son answered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I saw that we have one dog and they had four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have servants who serve us, but they serve others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We buy our food, but they grow theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy's father was speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then his son added, "Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't perspective a wonderful thing?  Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate every single thing you have, especially your friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this on to friends and acquaintances and help them refresh their perspective and appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is too short and friends are too few."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-1217900678588627556?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/1217900678588627556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=1217900678588627556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/1217900678588627556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/1217900678588627556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2007/10/lifes-perspective-in-eye-of-boy.html' title='A Life&apos;s Perspective - In The Eye Of A Boy'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-2477989690799834902</id><published>2007-09-21T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T16:40:38.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuiz Mingguan - Angkara Siapa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dalam Lif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada 4 orang tengah tunggu Lif. Sorang tu Doktor, sorang lagi tu Engineer, yang ketiga tu Peguam dan yang last sekali Tok Imam. Tengah-tengah boring dok tunggu Lif tuh, datang le sorang awek cun yang teramat-amatlah seksi. Bila Lif sampai semua orang pun naik Le. Dalam masa lif tu nak naik ke atas, tiba-tiba elektrik terputus. Lif tu pun berhentilah dengan tiba-tiba dalam keadaan gelap gelita. Dalam black out tu, mulalah ada salah sorang dari melaun tu gatal pulak nak buat kurang ajar dengan pompuan seksi tu. Puas dia dok meraba pompuan tu dalam gelap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba, elektrik dah okay balik. Pompuan tu pun tengok kat si Engineer, lepas tu kat si Doktor, ketiga kat si Peguam. Last sekali kat Tok Imam. Dengan geramnya Minah tu bagi si Tok Imam satu penampar Jepun yang teramatlah kuat. "Heiii, tua-tua bangka pun ada hati Nak meraba lagi tu !!!"Jerit si pompuan seksi sambil menunjuk bijik penumbuknya kat muka Tok Imam tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soalan : Ngapa pompuan tu sure gila Tok Imam tu yang buat dajal?&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/22171542-2477989690799834902?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/2477989690799834902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=2477989690799834902&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/2477989690799834902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/2477989690799834902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2007/09/kuiz-mingguan-angkara-siapa.html' title='Kuiz Mingguan - Angkara Siapa?'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-7092784336797661181</id><published>2007-09-21T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T16:25:03.868+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indonesian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lucu'/><title type='text'>Indonesian Joke - Giliran Inem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Friday everyone and have a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyonya Besar curiga sama si Inem pembantunya ada main sama si Tuan Besar. Karena setiap kali Tuan Besar bilang mau pergi bisnis ke luar kota, malamnya si Nyonya merasa ada seseorang di kamar si Inem. Suatu hari pada saat Tuan Besar bilang mau keluar kota, malamnya si Nyonya ngomong ke si Inem,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nem, malam ini ibu mau tidur di kamar kamu, kamu boleh tidur di sofa.". Si Inem merajuk, "Wah, kenapa bu? Nggak mau ah!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jangan banyak tanya, nanti tak pecat!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Inem terpaksa menurut. Malamnya sewaktu si Nyonya sedang tidur di kamar pembantu yang gelap, pintu kamar tiba-tiba terbuka, seorang laki-laki masuk. Si Nyonya berpikir, "Rasain lu, suami mata keranjang, dia enggak tahu si Inem nggak tidur disini, gue mo tahu cara dia main gila ama Inem!!!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selanjutnya yang si Nyonya rasakan adalah kenikmatan yang luar biasa, sehingga saking nikmatnya si Nyonya enggak mau maklumatkan perang malam itu. Cuma si Nyonya merasa senang campur heran karena anunya si Tuan Besar malam itu serasa lebih kencang dan lebih besar dari biasanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besok malamnya si Nyonya bilang sama si Inem dia mau tidur lagi di kamar pembantu, si Inem nggak bisa buat apa2. Malam itu si Nyonya merasakan lagi kenikmatan bak di surga dan dia merasa anunya suaminya kali ini tidak hanya lebih kencang dan besar tetapi juga panjang. Si Nyonya benar2 puas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besoknya begitu lagi, tetapi kali ini si Nyonya benar2 hampir kepayahanan karena anunya si Tuan Besar lebih perkasa dari 2 malam sebelumnya, benar2 kencang, panjang dan besar. Si Nyonya benar-benar puas habis2an. Besok malamnya si Nyonya bilang mau tidur lagi di kamar si Inem, tetapi kali ini si Inem benar2 ngebantah, dia bilang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nyonya, maapin Inem, kali ini Inem benar-benar enggak terima!". Si Nyonya marah, katanya, "Enak aja, elu main sama laki gue, harusnya gue yang enggak terima!". Si Inem kaget, lalu ngejawab,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nyonya salah sangka, malam pertama waktu nyonya tidur di kamar Inem, yang masuk itu si Dedi, jongos Nyonya yang cakep itu, malam kedua itu giliran si Joko, tukang kebun Nyonya yang kekar dan kece itu, dan kemarin malem itu kan si Mustafa, supir tuan besar yang keturunan Arab yang keren dan macho itu. Nah malam ini Inem nggak mau digantiin lagi sama nyonya,lagian bisa gawat nyonya, Bahaya, bisa kualat!!!...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Nyonya hampir pingsan bertanya, "Emang malam ini giliran siapaaaa?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Giliran Steve, anak Nyonya!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-7092784336797661181?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/7092784336797661181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=7092784336797661181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/7092784336797661181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/7092784336797661181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2007/09/indonesian-joke-giliran-inem.html' title='Indonesian Joke - Giliran Inem'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-1808049579913118486</id><published>2007-07-17T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T15:39:53.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true love'/><title type='text'>Love Is At Every Opportunity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I steal this article from bobidom's 360 degree at Y! Sorry Aya, supposed to ask permission from you first but ngam-ngam ko tidak online. Happy Tuesday everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once a guy who suffered from cancer... a cancer that can't be treated. He was 18 years old and he could die anytime. All his life, he was stuck in his house being taken cared by his mother. He never went outside but he was sick of staying home and wanted to go out for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he asked his mother and she gave him permission. He walked down his block and found a lot of stores. He passed a CD store and looked through the front door for a second as he walked. He stopped and went back to look into the store. He saw a young girl about his age and he knew it was love at first sight. He opened the door and walked in, not looking at anything else but her. He walked closer and closer until he was finally at the front desk where she sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked up and asked Can I help you She smiled and he thought it was the most beautiful smile he has ever seen before and wanted to kiss her right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said Uh... Yeah... Umm... I would like to buy a CD. He picked one out and gave her money for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like me to wrap it for you she asked, smiling her cute smile again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He nodded and she went to the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came back with the wrapped CD and gave it to him. He took it and walked out of the store. He went home and from then on, he went to that store everyday and bought a CD, and she wrapped it for him. He took the CD home and put it in his closet. He was still too shy to ask her out and he really wanted to but he couldn't. His mother found out about this and told him to just ask her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next day, he took all his courage and went to the store. He bought a CD like he did everyday and once again she went to the back of the store and came back with it wrapped. He took it and when she wasn't looking, he left his phone number on the desk and ran out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!RRRRRING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother picked up the phone and said, Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the girl!!! She asked for the boy and the mother started to cry and said, You don't know He passed away yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The line was quiet except for the cries of the boy's mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the day. the mother went into the boy's room because she wanted to remember him. She thought she would start by looking at his clothes. So she opened the closet. She was face to face with piles and piles and piles of unopened CDs. She was surprised to find all those CDs and she picked one up and sat down on the bed and she started to open one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside, there was a CD and as she took it out of the wrapper, out fell a piece of paper. The mother picked it up and started to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It said Hi... I think U R really cute. Do u wanna go out with me Love, Jacelyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother opened another CD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again there was a piece of paper. It said Hi... I think U R really cute. Do u wanna go out with me Love, Jacelyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is... when you've had a huge fight but then decide to put aside your egos, hold hands and say, I Love You.&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/22171542-1808049579913118486?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/1808049579913118486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=1808049579913118486&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/1808049579913118486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/1808049579913118486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-is-at-every-opportunity.html' title='Love Is At Every Opportunity'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-5135754248453922863</id><published>2007-07-11T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:51:34.330+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;As a dear friend who remember their friends, I would like to wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Ms. Josie aka Kupi, Ms. Rita aka ps, and Mr. Zoe aka Mamaii,&lt;br /&gt;whom all always remind me of their sweet, warm and friendly smiles ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Very Happy Birthday !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RpRdINvfU5I/AAAAAAAAANQ/haS-qfdNMTk/s1600-h/keep+smiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RpRdINvfU5I/AAAAAAAAANQ/haS-qfdNMTk/s320/keep+smiling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085792274917315474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-5135754248453922863?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/5135754248453922863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=5135754248453922863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/5135754248453922863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/5135754248453922863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2007/07/as-dear-friend-who-remember-their.html' title=''/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RpRdINvfU5I/AAAAAAAAANQ/haS-qfdNMTk/s72-c/keep+smiling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-2978457672823536080</id><published>2007-06-19T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:51:36.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kadazandusun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gawai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaamatan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atlantis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tadau Kaamatan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ratu Kaamatan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batik'/><title type='text'>At the DCCI-KCCI Joint Gawai Kaamatan Festival 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Few backstage pictures taken at the Gawai Kaamatan Celebration held on the 16 June 2007 at the Atlantis Seafood Garden Restaurant in Penampang. I was tasked as the choreographer for the Special Appearance of the Top 7 Unduk Ngadau Penampang and Kumang Gawai, as well as, the batik fashion show showcase by the Tinungkusan Gallery.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rnc0G1bvLSI/AAAAAAAAAMg/RVlrFKwsFTg/s1600-h/dcci+-+top+7+%2B+kumang.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rnc0G1bvLSI/AAAAAAAAAMg/RVlrFKwsFTg/s320/dcci+-+top+7+%2B+kumang.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077584396910800162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Special Appearance of the Top 7 Winners of the Unduk Ngadau Penampang and Kumang Gawai from Sarawak.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rnc0ilbvLVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/IhyRJdSqSgg/s1600-h/dcci+-kumang+gawai.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rnc0ilbvLVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/IhyRJdSqSgg/s320/dcci+-kumang+gawai.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077584873652170066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarawak's Kumang Gawai, Ms. Magdalene posing for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RnczdFbvLPI/AAAAAAAAAMI/AhM1ZhRbp-c/s1600-h/dcci+-+jessie+being+crowned.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RnczdFbvLPI/AAAAAAAAAMI/AhM1ZhRbp-c/s320/dcci+-+jessie+being+crowned.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077583679651261682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A make up artist fixing the crown on Unduk Ngadau Penampang 2007, Ms. Jessie James Sham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rncz9FbvLRI/AAAAAAAAAMY/j7vmytDLiCo/s1600-h/dcci+-+ngajat+male+dancer.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rncz9FbvLRI/AAAAAAAAAMY/j7vmytDLiCo/s320/dcci+-+ngajat+male+dancer.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077584229407075602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ngajat&lt;/span&gt; dancer ready to perform the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ngajat&lt;/span&gt; dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rnc0s1bvLWI/AAAAAAAAANA/YGg7f6QGhlQ/s1600-h/dcci+mad+alone.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rnc0s1bvLWI/AAAAAAAAANA/YGg7f6QGhlQ/s320/dcci+mad+alone.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077585049745829218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the female models, Ms. Madeline Nandu who was crowned as Unduk Ngadau Penampang 2005/Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan 2005 and Miss Sabah 2007.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rnc0aVbvLUI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Dp4gEuLOgms/s1600-h/dcci+girls+sinuanga.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rnc0aVbvLUI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Dp4gEuLOgms/s320/dcci+girls+sinuanga.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077584731918249282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The rest of the models are Ms. May Kiob, Ms. Patricia Raymond (UNK 2003), Ms. Yvonne Hendry (UNK 2004) and Ms. Madeline Nandu (UNK 2005)&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rnc0QVbvLTI/AAAAAAAAAMo/VdTmThlrWBc/s1600-h/dcci+boys+batik.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rnc0QVbvLTI/AAAAAAAAAMo/VdTmThlrWBc/s320/dcci+boys+batik.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077584560119557426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The male models of course.&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/22171542-2978457672823536080?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/2978457672823536080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=2978457672823536080&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/2978457672823536080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/2978457672823536080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2007/06/at-dcci-kcci-joint-gawai-kaamatan.html' title='At the DCCI-KCCI Joint Gawai Kaamatan Festival 2007'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rnc0G1bvLSI/AAAAAAAAAMg/RVlrFKwsFTg/s72-c/dcci+-+top+7+%2B+kumang.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-7445054043067255115</id><published>2007-06-12T16:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:51:37.459+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hotlink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Borneo Music Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pesta menuai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Padang Merdeka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unduk Ngadau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kota Kinabalu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sabah'/><title type='text'>At The Hotlink Borneo Music Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just a few pictures of the UNK activities recently at the Hotlink Free Concert dupped as Borneo Music Festival held at the Padang Merdeka, Kota Kinabalu on the 9-10 June 2007.  We were theHotlink VIP guest at the Festival together with the UNK 2007, the first and second runner ups together with Ms. Hotlink Popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rm5e2lbvLNI/AAAAAAAAAL4/3lbiWGZgOyc/s1600-h/hotlink+-+konsert+VIP+lounge.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rm5e2lbvLNI/AAAAAAAAAL4/3lbiWGZgOyc/s320/hotlink+-+konsert+VIP+lounge.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075098121947524306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A large tent decorated with red ribbon and balloon, variety of foods and beverages and goodies for the VIP Guests including Meet and Greet Backstage Pass to meet the Taiwanese and Malaysian artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rm5exlbvLMI/AAAAAAAAALw/pKCwIdZEh6M/s1600-h/hotlink+-+konsert+stage.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rm5exlbvLMI/AAAAAAAAALw/pKCwIdZEh6M/s320/hotlink+-+konsert+stage.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075098036048178370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The concert stage with 2 super large screen on its sides.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rm5epFbvLLI/AAAAAAAAALo/wCgWBXj7PMw/s1600-h/hotlink+-+1st+with+diana.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rm5epFbvLLI/AAAAAAAAALo/wCgWBXj7PMw/s320/hotlink+-+1st+with+diana.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075097890019290290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ms. Hotlink Popular 2007 Ms. Cassey Pilos, Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan (UNK) 2007 Ms. Jo-Anna Sue Henly Rampas and friend, Ms. Flora Jouti (KDCA rep), and Ms. Diana Coleman (Maxis Executive).&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rm5eRVbvLJI/AAAAAAAAALY/B8zMkFSw-R4/s1600-h/hotlink+-+unk+with+twu+and+fren.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rm5eRVbvLJI/AAAAAAAAALY/B8zMkFSw-R4/s320/hotlink+-+unk+with+twu+and+fren.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075097481997397138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Close up picture of Ms. Hotlink Popular 2007, UNK 2007 and friend.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rm5eGlbvLII/AAAAAAAAALQ/xrVGfWomc_g/s1600-h/hotlink+-+beluran+putatan+diana+flora.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rm5eGlbvLII/AAAAAAAAALQ/xrVGfWomc_g/s320/hotlink+-+beluran+putatan+diana+flora.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075097297313803394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;UNK 3rd 2007 Ms. Cherylanne Chok, Ms. Diana Coleman (Maxis Executive), UNK 2nd 2007 Ms. Brenda Mellonie Takom, and Ms. Flora Jouti (KDCA Rep).&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rm5d0FbvLHI/AAAAAAAAALI/f43GajnMY4E/s1600-h/hotlink+-+me.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rm5d0FbvLHI/AAAAAAAAALI/f43GajnMY4E/s320/hotlink+-+me.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075096979486223474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A smile for the camera before we headed home.&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/22171542-7445054043067255115?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/7445054043067255115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=7445054043067255115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/7445054043067255115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/7445054043067255115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2007/06/at-hotlink-borneo-music-festival.html' title='At The Hotlink Borneo Music Festival'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rm5e2lbvLNI/AAAAAAAAAL4/3lbiWGZgOyc/s72-c/hotlink+-+konsert+VIP+lounge.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-6205565784135470959</id><published>2007-06-06T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:51:40.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pesta menuai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unduk Ngadau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaamatan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tadau Kaamatan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ratu Kaamatan'/><title type='text'>Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan 2007 - Random Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Random pictures taken during the State Level Kaamatan 2007 for your viewing leisure. More pictures coming up once I got the time to upload them. In the meanwhile, enjoy the randomness.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYUDlbvLGI/AAAAAAAAALA/KJyg0clvnfY/s1600-h/P1070456.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYUDlbvLGI/AAAAAAAAALA/KJyg0clvnfY/s320/P1070456.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072764082100055138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;UN Membakut, UN Beluran, UN Likas and Reigning Queen (Ms. Devenna Jaikob)&lt;br /&gt;posing for the camera while on a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lansaran&lt;/span&gt; at the Murut Cultural house.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYT6lbvLFI/AAAAAAAAAK4/WMDLgYBsOjs/s1600-h/P1070453.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYT6lbvLFI/AAAAAAAAAK4/WMDLgYBsOjs/s320/P1070453.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072763927481232466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still posing for the camera.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYTw1bvLEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/4dJDxYUqc48/s1600-h/P1070451.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYTw1bvLEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/4dJDxYUqc48/s320/P1070451.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072763759977507906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 4 girls were greeted with a special ritual by the ethnic Murut dancers.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYTnlbvLDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/avqNdBU3co8/s1600-h/P1070440.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYTnlbvLDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/avqNdBU3co8/s320/P1070440.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072763601063717938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;UN Putatan and UN Kota Belud smiling during the Gala Nite&lt;br /&gt;on 29 May 2007.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYTdVbvLCI/AAAAAAAAAKg/CRa0UU-mgd0/s1600-h/P1070439.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYTdVbvLCI/AAAAAAAAAKg/CRa0UU-mgd0/s320/P1070439.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072763424970058786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Posing for the camera are UN Beluran, UN Matunggong, UN Kemabong&lt;br /&gt;and UN Kota Kinabalu before a Special Appearance segment round at the Gala Nite.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYTT1bvLBI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Q-JjiTeorAI/s1600-h/P1070438.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYTT1bvLBI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Q-JjiTeorAI/s320/P1070438.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072763261761301522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautifully pose by UN Tanjung Aru and UN Beaufort.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYTIVbvLAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hxdOu-OiK3A/s1600-h/P1070437.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYTIVbvLAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hxdOu-OiK3A/s320/P1070437.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072763064192805890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;UN Inanam, winner of the Miss Friendly, UN Beluran and&lt;br /&gt;Reigning Queen, Ms. Devenna Jaikob.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYS8FbvK_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/GVKeYNpksgA/s1600-h/P1070432.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYS8FbvK_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/GVKeYNpksgA/s320/P1070432.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072762853739408370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unduk Ngadau 2006, Ms. Devenna Jaikob representing Sulaman&lt;br /&gt;at the Gala Nite.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYSzFbvK-I/AAAAAAAAAKA/aSrpSxpBPZE/s1600-h/P1070426.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYSzFbvK-I/AAAAAAAAAKA/aSrpSxpBPZE/s320/P1070426.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072762699120585698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;UN Inanam, Ms. Viola Fidilis winner of Miss Friendly&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tati Tosuou&lt;/span&gt;) andUN Tuaran, Ms. Jo-Anna Sue Henly Rampas&lt;br /&gt;winner of Miss Natural Beauty (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tati Topiodo&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYK7FbvK5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/C-_dh_d2Ffk/s1600-h/P1070423.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYK7FbvK5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/C-_dh_d2Ffk/s320/P1070423.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072754040466516882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the rehearsal session in a hotel ballroom.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYKLlbvK4I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/SZu4sOoMaa8/s1600-h/P1070419.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYKLlbvK4I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/SZu4sOoMaa8/s320/P1070419.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072753224422730626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rehearsing their cha cha cha to the tune of 'Semua Jadi Satu' by 3 Diva.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYJVVbvK3I/AAAAAAAAAJI/7oJ518vXYIw/s1600-h/P1070409.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYJVVbvK3I/AAAAAAAAAJI/7oJ518vXYIw/s320/P1070409.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072752292414827378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A lovely pose of UN Penampang, Ms. Jessie James Sham.&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/22171542-6205565784135470959?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/6205565784135470959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=6205565784135470959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/6205565784135470959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/6205565784135470959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2007/06/unduk-ngadau-kaamatan-2007-random.html' title='Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan 2007 - Random Pictures'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RmYUDlbvLGI/AAAAAAAAALA/KJyg0clvnfY/s72-c/P1070456.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-2249185356223834265</id><published>2007-05-28T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:51:46.590+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contestants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pesta menuai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unduk Ngadau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Huminodun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tadau Kaamatan'/><title type='text'>Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan 2007 - The Contestants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Presenting 36 Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan Districts/Sub-Districts/Region competing for the ultimate title of Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan (UNK) 2007 - State Level Tadau Kaamatan. They will be presented based on district/sub-district/region, names, age and interests (ambition). There are in orderly numbered drawn during registration. You will see them appear accordingly based on these number during Gala Night/Sodop Unduk Ngadau (29 May), Special Apperance of UNK 2007 (30 May) and at the Formal Judging of UNK 2007 on 31 May 2007 in KDCA Hall, Penampang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another special feature of this year Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan is the sms votes of Miss Hotlink Popular who will automatically becomes the spokesperson of Maxis. So do vote of your Miss Hotlink Popular. T&amp;C applies. Good Luck to the Unduk Ngadau(s)!!&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/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpcKDk7jlI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Qy_B7LSDUN8/s1600-h/ranau.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpcKDk7jlI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Qy_B7LSDUN8/s320/ranau.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069465658387566162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. Unduk Ngadau Ranau 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Magdalen John&lt;br /&gt;20 yo&lt;br /&gt;Travelling (Businesswoman)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE RANAU and send to 32231&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpWuTk7jXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/B7EYRigURYo/s1600-h/kp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpWuTk7jXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/B7EYRigURYo/s320/kp.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069459684088057202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. Unduk Ngadau Kuala Penyu 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Shane Meliko&lt;br /&gt;21 yo&lt;br /&gt;Reading, Listening to Music (Teacher)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE KP and send to 32231&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpWgjk7jVI/AAAAAAAAAFw/a5MOkIA1CuI/s1600-h/kk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpWgjk7jVI/AAAAAAAAAFw/a5MOkIA1CuI/s320/kk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069459447864855890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. Unduk Ngadau Kota Kinabalu 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Dorina Darick&lt;br /&gt;22 yo&lt;br /&gt;Singing, Dancing (Businesswoman)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE BKK and send to 32231&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rlpccjk7joI/AAAAAAAAAII/nxFHLunOYkI/s1600-h/sipitang.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rlpccjk7joI/AAAAAAAAAII/nxFHLunOYkI/s320/sipitang.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069465976215146114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4. Unduk Ngadau Sipitang 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Adriana Augustine Loijini&lt;br /&gt;24 yo&lt;br /&gt;Singing, Exercise (Businesswoman)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE SIPITANG and send to 32231&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpV7zk7jPI/AAAAAAAAAFA/kb2sAsYDYeA/s1600-h/beluran.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpV7zk7jPI/AAAAAAAAAFA/kb2sAsYDYeA/s320/beluran.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069458816504663282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5. Unduk Ngadau Beluran 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Cherylanne Chok&lt;br /&gt;24 yo&lt;br /&gt;Dancing (Air Traffic Controller)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE BELURAN and send to 32231&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpcWjk7jnI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cJ6dVB-bErQ/s1600-h/semporna.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpcWjk7jnI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cJ6dVB-bErQ/s320/semporna.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069465873135930994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6. Unduk Ngadau Semporna 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Julita Lansau&lt;br /&gt;24 yo&lt;br /&gt;Singing, Travelling (Dentist)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE and send to 32231&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpXQjk7jdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tkta-PfOKO0/s1600-h/membakut.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpXQjk7jdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tkta-PfOKO0/s320/membakut.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069460272498576850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7. Unduk Ngadau Membakut 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Saimey Lim&lt;br /&gt;25 yo&lt;br /&gt;Reading, Cooking, Travelling (Businesswoman)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE MEMBAKUT and send to 32231&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpXUzk7jeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/8Cn2PaZX018/s1600-h/menumbok.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpXUzk7jeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/8Cn2PaZX018/s320/menumbok.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069460345513020898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8. Unduk Ngadau Menumbok 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Jocelyn Cynthia James Enus&lt;br /&gt;19 yo&lt;br /&gt;Reading, watching TV, Travelling (Successful Person)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE MENUMBOK and send to 32231&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NO PICTURES AVAILABLE&lt;br /&gt;DURING POSTING. WITH APOLOGY.&lt;br /&gt;9. Unduk Ngadau Tawau 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Cassey Pilos&lt;br /&gt;20 yo&lt;br /&gt;Reading, Browsing Internet (Businesswoman)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE TAWAU and send to 32231&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpXBjk7jaI/AAAAAAAAAGY/xFtz4pfM1vs/s1600-h/lahad+datu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpXBjk7jaI/AAAAAAAAAGY/xFtz4pfM1vs/s320/lahad+datu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069460014800539042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10. Unduk Ngadau Lahad Datu 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Elna Jimil&lt;br /&gt;22 yo&lt;br /&gt;Reading, Internet (Further Study)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE LD and send to 32231&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpWzzk7jYI/AAAAAAAAAGI/7DR4OFG-R8g/s1600-h/kudat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpWzzk7jYI/AAAAAAAAAGI/7DR4OFG-R8g/s320/kudat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069459778577337730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;11. Unduk Ngadau Kudat 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emily Lukas&lt;br /&gt;19 yo&lt;br /&gt;Singing (Singer)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE KUDAT and send to 32231&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpXkzk7jgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/-fK5qbthe4c/s1600-h/pagalungan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpXkzk7jgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/-fK5qbthe4c/s320/pagalungan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069460620390927874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;12. Unduk Ngadau Pagalungan 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Salomeh Tangkungon&lt;br /&gt;21 yo&lt;br /&gt;Dancing, Sports (Successful Person)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE PEGALUNGAN and send to 32231&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpdQDk7juI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UlrlZkEqPBU/s1600-h/tjg+aru.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpdQDk7juI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UlrlZkEqPBU/s320/tjg+aru.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069466860978409186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;13. Unduk Ngadau Tanjung Aru 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Chresentia Sadatal&lt;br /&gt;19 yo&lt;br /&gt;Reading, Travelling (Businesswoman)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE TA and send to 32231&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rlpb3zk7jjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/iEb9fSUkgXA/s1600-h/penampang.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rlpb3zk7jjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/iEb9fSUkgXA/s320/penampang.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069465344854953522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;14. Unduk Ngadau Penampang 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Jessie James Sham&lt;br /&gt;VOTE PENAMPANG and send to 32231&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpWATk7jQI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zesJxD_rjEc/s1600-h/inanam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpWATk7jQI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zesJxD_rjEc/s320/inanam.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069458893814074626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;15. Unduk Ngadau Inanam 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Viola Fidilis&lt;br /&gt;20 yo&lt;br /&gt;Reading, Cooking (Banker)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE INANAM and send to 32231&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpWFTk7jRI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/KHQE6TbanIk/s1600-h/kb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpWFTk7jRI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/KHQE6TbanIk/s320/kb.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069458979713420562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;16. Unduk Ngadau Kota Belud 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Lyora Kok Yee Lu&lt;br /&gt;20 yo&lt;br /&gt;Reading (Businesswoman)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE KB and send to 32231&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpV0jk7jOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/xRv6OLG0xZo/s1600-h/beaufort.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpV0jk7jOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/xRv6OLG0xZo/s320/beaufort.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069458691950611682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;17. Unduk Ngadau Beaufort 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Annie Lee Tze Yun&lt;br /&gt;24 yo&lt;br /&gt;Dancing, Travelling (Teacher)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE BEAUFORT and send to 32231&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rlpb_Tk7jkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/aKH2-C4GcL0/s1600-h/putatan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rlpb_Tk7jkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/aKH2-C4GcL0/s320/putatan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069465473703972418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;18. Unduk Ngadau Putatan 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brenda Mellonie Johnny Takom&lt;br /&gt;21 yo&lt;br /&gt;Reading, Travelling (Enginner)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE PUTATAN and send to 32231&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpbrDk7jhI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/UUTJCZm6ENk/s1600-h/paitan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpbrDk7jhI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/UUTJCZm6ENk/s320/paitan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069465125811621394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;19. Unduk Ngadau Paitan 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Suzie Marik&lt;br /&gt;22 yo&lt;br /&gt;Sports (Successful in Life)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE PAITAN and send to 32231&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpWmzk7jWI/AAAAAAAAAF4/4YsNpcW0fpM/s1600-h/km.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpWmzk7jWI/AAAAAAAAAF4/4YsNpcW0fpM/s320/km.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069459555239038306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;20. Unduk Ngadau Kota Marudu 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Jurinah Johnny&lt;br /&gt;21 yo&lt;br /&gt;Travelling (Lecturer)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE KM and send to 32231&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rlpc8Dk7jsI/AAAAAAAAAIo/_XMk0tv_HoQ/s1600-h/telupid.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rlpc8Dk7jsI/AAAAAAAAAIo/_XMk0tv_HoQ/s320/telupid.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069466517381025474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;21. Unduk Ngadau Telupid 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Slyvia Engkok&lt;br /&gt;20 yo&lt;br /&gt;VOTE TELUPID and send to 32231&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rlpckjk7jpI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/YFiGpjIbN4Q/s1600-h/sook.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rlpckjk7jpI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/YFiGpjIbN4Q/s320/sook.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069466113654099602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;22. Unduk Ngadau Sook 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Jenyrina Jus&lt;br /&gt;24 yo&lt;br /&gt;Dancing (Nurse)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE SOOK and send to 32231&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpVuzk7jNI/AAAAAAAAAEw/fyCfG0pNxUI/s1600-h/banggi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpVuzk7jNI/AAAAAAAAAEw/fyCfG0pNxUI/s320/banggi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069458593166363858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;23. Unduk Ngadau Banggi 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Laura Jukium&lt;br /&gt;21 yo&lt;br /&gt;Reading, Listening to Music (Teacher)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE BANGGI and send to 32231&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpWTjk7jTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/zfvwE3EWCIY/s1600-h/keningau.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpWTjk7jTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/zfvwE3EWCIY/s320/keningau.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069459224526556466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;24. Unduk Ngadau Keningau 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Alcy Muji&lt;br /&gt;21 yo&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Radio (Nurse)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE KENINGAU and send to 32231&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpcsTk7jqI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ckzMBIyGHwI/s1600-h/tambunan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpcsTk7jqI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ckzMBIyGHwI/s320/tambunan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069466246798085794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;25. Unduk Ngadau Tambunan 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Edith Edmund Judi&lt;br /&gt;18 yo&lt;br /&gt;Singing, Sports (Tourism Officer)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE TAMBUNAN and send to 32231&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpW7Tk7jZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BX3LGIVbWYw/s1600-h/kv.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpW7Tk7jZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BX3LGIVbWYw/s320/kv.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069459907426356626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;26. Unduk Ngadau Klang Valley 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ms. Jaslinder Kaur&lt;br /&gt;18 yo&lt;br /&gt;Piano (Surgeon)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE KV and send to 32231&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpXGTk7jbI/AAAAAAAAAGg/sHptfqOPqa8/s1600-h/likas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpXGTk7jbI/AAAAAAAAAGg/sHptfqOPqa8/s320/likas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069460096404917682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;27. Unduk Ngadau Likas 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Charlene Christopher Jintoni&lt;br /&gt;21 yo&lt;br /&gt;Reading, Palying Sudoku (Lawyer)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE LIKAS and send to 32231&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpXdTk7jfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/8wiiVWHWeDE/s1600-h/nabawan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpXdTk7jfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/8wiiVWHWeDE/s320/nabawan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069460491541908978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;28. Unduk Ngadau Nabawan 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Syanney Frindeus&lt;br /&gt;19 yo&lt;br /&gt;Watching TV (Teacher)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE NABAWAN and send to 32231&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpdKTk7jtI/AAAAAAAAAIw/gFjTDH5vbHU/s1600-h/tenom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpdKTk7jtI/AAAAAAAAAIw/gFjTDH5vbHU/s320/tenom.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069466762194161362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;29. Unduk Ngadau Tenom 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Cynthia Sosong&lt;br /&gt;22 yo&lt;br /&gt;Sports (Lecturer)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE TENOM and send to 32231&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpWYjk7jUI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-lD76deqAOc/s1600-h/kinabatangan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpWYjk7jUI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-lD76deqAOc/s320/kinabatangan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069459310425902402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;30. Unduk Ngadau Kinabatangan 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Diana Chrictine Sinjan&lt;br /&gt;24 yo&lt;br /&gt;Reading, Singing, Internet, Travelling (Lawyer)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE KINABATANGAN and send to 32231&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpbxDk7jiI/AAAAAAAAAHY/CIfSfbCVXlc/s1600-h/papar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpbxDk7jiI/AAAAAAAAAHY/CIfSfbCVXlc/s320/papar.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069465228890836514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;31. Unduk Ngadau Papar 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Emmy Olen&lt;br /&gt;22 yo&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Music (Biologist)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE PAPAR and send to 32231&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpcQTk7jmI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Q0kKVqIOxlc/s1600-h/sandakan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpcQTk7jmI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Q0kKVqIOxlc/s320/sandakan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069465765761748578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;32.Unduk Ngadau Sandakan 2007&lt;br /&gt;Carole Liew&lt;br /&gt;24 yo&lt;br /&gt;Reading Listening to Music (Businesswoman)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE SANDAKAN and send to 32231&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpXMjk7jcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/JkNR_HO4t38/s1600-h/matunggong.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpXMjk7jcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/JkNR_HO4t38/s320/matunggong.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069460203779100098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;33. Unduk Ngadau Matunggong 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ms. Julie Rozainie Joniau&lt;br /&gt;18 yo&lt;br /&gt;Reading, Singing (Businesswoman)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE MATUNGGONG and send to 32231&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpdZjk7jvI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JzAOV7YUghM/s1600-h/tuaran.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpdZjk7jvI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JzAOV7YUghM/s320/tuaran.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069467024187166450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;34. Unduk Ngadau Tuaran 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Jo-Anna Sue Henly Rampas&lt;br /&gt;18 yo&lt;br /&gt;Reading, Singing (Lawyer)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE TUARAN and send to 32231&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpWMDk7jSI/AAAAAAAAAFY/pkP-BpmXz58/s1600-h/kemabong.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpWMDk7jSI/AAAAAAAAAFY/pkP-BpmXz58/s320/kemabong.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069459095677537570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;35. Unduk Ngadau Kemabong 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Thessalonica George Rejos&lt;br /&gt;20 yo&lt;br /&gt;Reading, Futsal (Businesswoman)&lt;br /&gt;VOTE KEMABONG and send to 32231&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rlpc1jk7jrI/AAAAAAAAAIg/uFimArrrajM/s1600-h/tamparuli.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/Rlpc1jk7jrI/AAAAAAAAAIg/uFimArrrajM/s320/tamparuli.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069466405711875762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;36. Unduk Ngadau Tamparuli 2007&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Elmilyie Eddie&lt;br /&gt;24 yo&lt;br /&gt;Reading, Singing (Successful Person)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;VOTE TAMPARULI and send to 32231&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-2249185356223834265?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/2249185356223834265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=2249185356223834265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/2249185356223834265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/2249185356223834265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2007/05/unduk-ngadau-kaamatan-2007-contestants.html' title='Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan 2007 - The Contestants'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RlpcKDk7jlI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Qy_B7LSDUN8/s72-c/ranau.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-6716442641184777686</id><published>2007-05-11T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:51:46.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kadazan Society Sabah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unduk Ngadau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaamatan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ratu Kaamatan'/><title type='text'>Tadau Kaamatan Kadazan Society Sabah 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RkP1ZrZih8I/AAAAAAAAADs/f5dTelJXiw0/s1600-h/aBOBOHIZAN+GREETING.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RkP1ZrZih8I/AAAAAAAAADs/f5dTelJXiw0/s320/aBOBOHIZAN+GREETING.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063160227589949378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inaugural&lt;br /&gt;Tadau Kaamatan&lt;br /&gt;Kadazan Society Sabah (KSS) 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 12 May 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 9 am - 6 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Tun Fuad Stephens Hall, Penampang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights: Unduk Ngadau KSS 2007 (29 aspirants will compete for the title of Unduk Ngadau KSS 2007!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-6716442641184777686?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/6716442641184777686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=6716442641184777686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/6716442641184777686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/6716442641184777686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2007/05/tadau-kaamatan-kadazan-society-sabah.html' title='Tadau Kaamatan Kadazan Society Sabah 2007'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RkP1ZrZih8I/AAAAAAAAADs/f5dTelJXiw0/s72-c/aBOBOHIZAN+GREETING.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-4017552618850382866</id><published>2007-05-11T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:51:47.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kadazandusun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unduk Ngadau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KDCA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaamatan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harvest Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Huminodun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ratu Kaamatan'/><title type='text'>Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan - Legend of Huminodun (Revisited)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is the month of May, and yes Tadau Kaamatan or Harvest Festival is celebrated throughout Sabah by the Kadazandusun and Murut. Of course the much anticipated event is the Crowning of the Unduk Ngadau 2007 (Harvest Festival Beauty Queen). Since most of us may not know what the Unduk Ngadau signifies or symbolises especially why the highlight of the Harvest Festival is the crowning of the most beautiful and intelligent lady, and it gives me great pleasure to include in this posting the Legend of the Huminodun. I include some of the yesteryears pictures to reminiscence us of the previous Unduk Ngadau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RkPXNLZih6I/AAAAAAAAADc/b9de3G8UJ8w/s1600-h/UNK+2006.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RkPXNLZih6I/AAAAAAAAADc/b9de3G8UJ8w/s320/UNK+2006.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063127027492751266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unduk Ngadau 2006 - Devenna Jaikob (Sulaman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Legend of Huminodun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so unfolds this legend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once long ago, when time was young and the earth was new, there lived a young woman whose beauty was reknown throughout the land. Her name was Huminodun, and she was truly beautiful that anyone who would chance on her would be mesmerised and held spellbound by this vision of loveliness. Her beauty was made all the more enchanting because she was gentle in spirit and blessed with kindness and wisdom that were beyond her years. Huminodun was the only child of the god Kinoingan and his wife Suminundu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Earth they lived in was generous, and the harvest was bountiful and there was plenty of food for the people. There were happiness and contentment everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;However, a prolonged drought soon came over the land. There was and the earth became parched, the rivers ran silent and dry, the trees and plants wilted and died. The colour of the land but surely turned from bountiful green to stark arid yellow heat and dust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Day came when the barns and threshing floors in the land were bare. In those days, the staple food of Kinoingan and his people type of grain called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;huvong&lt;/span&gt;. Kinoingan became very worried when he saw that there was no longer any food to eat; soon his people might die of hunger and starvation. Seeing his father's countenance, Humindun asked "Father, why do you look so distressed?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"We have run out of food and we have no grain left to plant, not even the huvong," replied Kinoingan. "I am worried for our people; how are they to sustain themselves and their families?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Huminodun reflected on this and said "Father, please do not worry." For a solution had come in that instance to her mind. "Go ahead and clear the land for planting. Father, I am willing to be sacrificed. Let me body, soul and spirit be offerings to the great Mother Earth. If you scarifice me to her, this drought wull soon end and you willhave seeds once agin for planting and there will be food for all our people," she said.&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/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RkPY6rZih7I/AAAAAAAAADk/x0XHB8wqiTo/s1600-h/unk+2005.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RkPY6rZih7I/AAAAAAAAADk/x0XHB8wqiTo/s320/unk+2005.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063128908688426930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unduk Ngadau 2005 - Madeline Nandu (Penampang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Such sorrow and sadness befell Kinoingan when he heard this but he knew that his daughter spoke the truth. He also knew that once Huminodun had made her decision, there would be no way he could change her mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With a laden heart, Kinoingan went ahead and cleared that land for planting. Through his supernatural powers, he was able to clear such a large area over many hills without any difficulty. When the time came for planting, Huminodun was brought to the cleared lot. Great indeed were the grief throughout the land that day. As she was leaving, one could hear the pitiful wails of Suminundu who begged her daughter not to go. The young men who had fallen in love with Huminodun beseeched her to reconsider. Many cried and begged her to change her mind, however, Huminodun remained steadfast in her decision; there was nothing anyone could do for she had decided that her father's people must come before her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When she arrived at the cleared plot, she turned to her father and said, "Father, you will see that my body will give life to many plants for the people. My flesh will give rise to rice; my head, the coconut; my bones, tapioca; my toes, ginger; my teeth, maize; my knees, yams. Other parts of my body will become edible plants as well. Never again will our people go hungry; never again will famine be a visitor to our land."&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/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RkPUVLZih3I/AAAAAAAAADE/p4MCodPlXFQ/s1600-h/fharelynne+ivonne+henry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RkPUVLZih3I/AAAAAAAAADE/p4MCodPlXFQ/s320/fharelynne+ivonne+henry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063123866396821362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unduk Ngadau 2004 - Fharelynne Ivonne Henry (Tamparuli)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She continued, "However Father, to ensure a good harvest, you must remember this: when you strewn parts of my body all over this clearing, do not come near here for seven days, and seven nights, When the rice has ripened, and it is time to bring them in, do not start the harvest without first taking seven stalks of this new rice and tying them to one end of a long bamboo stick. Put this pole in the middle of the rice field. Only then may you begin your harvest. When you bring home your harvest, place the bamboo pole in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tangkob&lt;/span&gt; (rice storage hut) along with the rice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"These are my instructions, Father: of your first day's harvest, keep them in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kakanan&lt;/span&gt; (big jar). Do not give away any part of your first year's harvest lest the remaining grains turn bad. The second year onwards, you may do as you wish to your harvest." (This is why, to this day, the Kadazandusun people do not give any part of their first year's harvest).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kinoingan agreed to abide by all her instructions. Thus done, he proceeded to sacrifice his only beloved daughter. At the instance of her death, the world turned black, thunder clapped and lightning struck, and the ground beneath shook and rumbled.&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/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RkPWs7Zih5I/AAAAAAAAADU/Jy2B8niwsaI/s1600-h/UNK+2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RkPWs7Zih5I/AAAAAAAAADU/Jy2B8niwsaI/s320/UNK+2003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063126473441970066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unduk Ngadau 2003 - Daphne Iking (Klang Valley)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then the rains came. Great was the torrent on that eventful day; the parched earth soaked in the reviving moisture, and the air became pure and clean once more. Humnidun's predictions came true; as her blood touced the earth, life was reborn. It was as she had said, as the dry earth drank in the rain and her blood, plants of many kinds began to bud and sprout in all the land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That year, Kinoingan's people saw a harvest of such bounty never before experienced in their memory. In adherence to Huminodun's instruction, he kept the first day's harvest in the kakanan and chose the first seven stalks of the harvest for the bamboo pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seven stalks of rice were to honour the seven &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bambaazon&lt;/span&gt;, the paddy spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As for the rice in the kakanan, it produced another gift. On the seventh day of the sacrifice, a beautiful maiden rose from the jar. She was the beautiful, selfless Huminodun, resurrected in spirit to return and care for her people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was called the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unduk Ngadau&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And it was this spirit of Huminodun that first taught and instructed the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bobohizan&lt;/span&gt; (priestesses) in their chants and rituals, thus beginning the spiritual traditions of the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RkPVKrZih4I/AAAAAAAAADM/-RRZ0wEEzTw/s1600-h/un+1999+n+2000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RkPVKrZih4I/AAAAAAAAADM/-RRZ0wEEzTw/s320/un+1999+n+2000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063124785519822722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unduk Ngadau 1999 - Kathie Renjus (Inanam) (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unduk Ngadau 2000 - Regina Intang (Melalap) (R)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To this day, the Unduk Nagdau pageant is the central part of the Kadazandusun Murut harvest festival, to commemorate the legendary Huminodun, who despite her beauty and position, gave her life in exchange for the lives of her people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Her gift of life remains our legacy, exemplary deeds which will continue to teach and remind us of the importance of sincere caring, and love for peace and prosperity through the spirit of our culture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-4017552618850382866?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/4017552618850382866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=4017552618850382866&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/4017552618850382866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/4017552618850382866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2007/05/unduk-ngadau-kaamatan-legend-of.html' title='Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan - Legend of Huminodun (Revisited)'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RkPXNLZih6I/AAAAAAAAADc/b9de3G8UJ8w/s72-c/UNK+2006.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-2848451452665490497</id><published>2007-04-20T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T15:14:03.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life A Gift</title><content type='html'>It's Friday and I thought how nice to post something to ponder over the weekend. Have a great weekend u olz. Be safe owez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There was a blind girl who hated herself just because she's blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He's always there for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said that if she could only see the world, she would marry her  boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her and then she can see  everything, including her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her boyfriend asked her, "now that you can see the world, will you marry me?" The girl was shocked when she saw that her  boyfriend is blind too, and refused to marry him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her boyfriend walked away in tears, and later wrote a letter to her saying.  "Just take care of my eyes dear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how human brain changes when the status changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only few remember what life was before, and who's always been there even in the most painful&lt;br /&gt;situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Is A Gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today before you think of saying an unkind word - Think of someone who can't  speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you complain about the taste of your food - Think of someone who has nothing to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you complain about your husband or wife - Think of someone who's  crying out to God for&lt;br /&gt;a companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today before you complain about life - Think of someone who went too early  to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you complain about your children - Think of someone who desires children but they're barren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you argue about your dirty house, someone didn't clean or sweep -  Think of the people who are living in the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before whining about the distance you drive - Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you are tired and complain about your job - Think of the unemployed, the disabled and those who wished they had your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another - Remember  that not one of us are without  wrong doings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down  -  Put a smile on your face and  be thankful you're alive and still around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a gift, Live it, Enjoy it, Celebrate it, and Fulfill it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-2848451452665490497?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/2848451452665490497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=2848451452665490497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/2848451452665490497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/2848451452665490497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2007/04/life-gift.html' title='Life A Gift'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-5493156162092204690</id><published>2007-04-19T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T09:36:05.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hongkod koisaan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pesta menuai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unduk Ngadau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rice spirits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KDCA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaamatan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harvest Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='district kaamatan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Huminodun'/><title type='text'>Kaamatan 2007 - District/Sub-dictrict Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kopivosian! I received a few requests indicating that I should post the dates of Kaamatan 2007 celebrated at the district level, so here goes! See all of you on May, 31st 2007 in KDCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29/4/07 - Klang Valley, KL&lt;br /&gt;01/5/07 - Ranau (Lauching)&lt;br /&gt;02/5/07 - Lahad Datu&lt;br /&gt;02/5/07 - Kuala Penyu&lt;br /&gt;02/5/07 - Kunak&lt;br /&gt;02/5/07 - Semporna&lt;br /&gt;03/5/07 - Tawau&lt;br /&gt;05/5/07 - Tambunan&lt;br /&gt;08/5/07 - Tuaran&lt;br /&gt;08/5/07 - Tamparuli&lt;br /&gt;08/5/07 - Kiulu&lt;br /&gt;10/5/07 - Tongod&lt;br /&gt;10/5/07 - Sipitang&lt;br /&gt;12/5/07 - Kinabatangan&lt;br /&gt;12/5/07 - Tenom&lt;br /&gt;12/5/07 - Paitan&lt;br /&gt;12/5/07 - Menbakut&lt;br /&gt;13/5/07 - DBKK&lt;br /&gt;13/5/07 - Kota Belud&lt;br /&gt;13/5/07 - Sook&lt;br /&gt;13/5/07 - Tg. Aru&lt;br /&gt;13/5/07 - Kemabong&lt;br /&gt;15/5/07 - Kudat&lt;br /&gt;16/5/07 - Nabawan&lt;br /&gt;16/5/07 - Pegalungan&lt;br /&gt;17/5/07 - Matunggong&lt;br /&gt;19/5/07 - Sandakan&lt;br /&gt;19/5/07 - Penampang&lt;br /&gt;19/5/07 - Papar&lt;br /&gt;19/5/07 - Beaufort&lt;br /&gt;19/5/07 - Menumbok&lt;br /&gt;19/5/07 - Keningau&lt;br /&gt;19/5/07 - Labuan&lt;br /&gt;19/5/07 - Putatan&lt;br /&gt;20/5/07 - Kota Marudu&lt;br /&gt;20/5/07 - Pitas&lt;br /&gt;20/5/07 - Banggi&lt;br /&gt;21/5/07 - Beluran&lt;br /&gt;21/5/07 - Telupid&lt;br /&gt;26/5/07 - SUGANDOI&lt;br /&gt;27/5/07 - SODOP PINTUTUNAN UN&lt;br /&gt;29/5/07 - GALA NITE UN&lt;br /&gt;30/5/07 - STATE LEVEL, KDCA&lt;br /&gt;31/5/07 - STATE LEVEL CROWNING OF UN, KDCA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-5493156162092204690?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/5493156162092204690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=5493156162092204690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/5493156162092204690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/5493156162092204690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2007/04/kaamatan-2007-districtsub-dictrict.html' title='Kaamatan 2007 - District/Sub-dictrict Celebration'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-4025367889162822999</id><published>2007-04-10T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:51:48.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kadazandusun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harvesting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaamatan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KDCA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sabah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hongkod koisaan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rice spirits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unduk Ngadau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harvest Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Huminodun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Murut'/><title type='text'>Tadau Kaamatan 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RhrlMGPTQPI/AAAAAAAAACs/uRKBotyGVQo/s1600-h/UN+2006.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RhrlMGPTQPI/AAAAAAAAACs/uRKBotyGVQo/s320/UN+2006.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051601928045412594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, a month long Tadau Kaamatan in May is just a few weeks away and it is the time of year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the Kadazandusun and Murut communities celebrating the end of paddy harvesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;throughout Sabah. Just like any other year, the highlight of the Tadau Kaamatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2007 is the judging of the Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan  - a representation of a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;young lady who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sacrifices herself for the sake of providing bounty of food to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the community at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;large. She is the Huminodun, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Tadau Kaamatan 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Highlights for the Unduk Ngadau Kaamatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Venue:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; KDCA Hall/KDCA open space stage*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Date and Events:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;27 May 2007 (Sodop Pintutunan - by invitation only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;29 May 2007 (Sodop Unduk Ngadau - ticket holder only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;30 May 2007 (Special Appearance of Unduk Ngadau - public)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;31 May 2007 (Judging of Unduk Ngadau 2007 - public)&lt;/span&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/22171542-4025367889162822999?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/4025367889162822999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=4025367889162822999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/4025367889162822999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/4025367889162822999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2007/04/tadau-kaamatan-2007.html' title='Tadau Kaamatan 2007'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/RhrlMGPTQPI/AAAAAAAAACs/uRKBotyGVQo/s72-c/UN+2006.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-2363503042980679258</id><published>2007-03-02T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T09:12:16.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indonesian'/><title type='text'>Friday Joke - An Indonesian Ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just another Indonesian Joke about love and sacrifice between a husband and wife, for your reading pleasure. Weekend is coming soon and I know everyone is anticipating it, I for one. Happy friday everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cinta Sejati?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini ada kisah cinta sejati, sangat menyentuh, inspiring, such a fascinating story, selamat membaca:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang napi baru kabur dari penjara setelah dipenjara 15 tahun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam perjalanan kabur, dia menemui sebuah rumah dan mendobrak masuk ke dalamnya untuk mencari uang dan senjata. Tetapi yang ditemukan hanya sepasang suami istri muda yang sedang tidur di atas ranjang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napi itu memerintahkan yang laki-laki turun dari ranjang dan mengikatnya dikursi. Kemudian sambil mengikat yang perempuan ke ranjang, napi itu mencium lehernya, lalu bergegas ke kamar mandi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sementara si napi berada di kamar mandi, sang suami berbisik ke istrinya: "Ma, org ini napi yang kabur dari penjara. lihat saja baju yang dipakai, dia mungkin sudah lama dipenjara dan belom pernah melihat wanita dalam waktu lama. Aku lihat bagaimana tadi dia mencium lehermu. Jika dia ingin berhubungan seks denganmu, jangan tolak, jangan mengeluh, lakukan sesuai keinginan dia, berikan kepuasan. Orang ini berbahaya, jika marah, dia bisa membunuh kita. Jadi bertahanlah sayang .. Aku mencintaimu .."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balas sang istri, "Dia tidak mencium leherku. Tapi dia berbisik ke telingaku. Dia bilang dia homo dan menurutnya kamu seksi sekali dan bertanya apa kita ada krim di kamar mandi. Bertahanlah sayang. Aku mencintaimu juga ..."&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/22171542-2363503042980679258?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/2363503042980679258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=2363503042980679258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/2363503042980679258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/2363503042980679258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2007/03/friday-joke-indonesian-ones.html' title='Friday Joke - An Indonesian Ones'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-3784138655518004355</id><published>2007-02-22T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T10:03:40.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Games We Played When We Were Young</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I cut and paste this article from an email I received from a friend's friend. I wish I could turn back the time and experience it one more time. But one thing for sure, I truly enjoyed and had a wonderful childhood. Happy Thursday everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mainan masa kecik2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sep Tiang&lt;br /&gt;Tak taula apsal panggil sep tiang. Sep tu mana datangnya pon tataula kan. Tapi main ni adalah layan ok. Espesyelli sebelum masuk kelas or masa waktu rehat. Dia paling best ada 4 tiang, ala yang dekat koridor tu la. Lepas tu kene ada 4 orang jaga tiang tu, sorang jadi monyet. Nantikan.. kan .. kan yang empat orang tu akan tukar-tukar tiang lepas tu yang tengah tu tryla rebut tiang yang mana-mana. Macam bingailakan tapi layan okkkkkkkkk. Siapa yang tak main tak stylola. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang Miskin Orang Kaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Yang ni kene main reramai ok. Lagi ramai lagi best. Permainan ini macam ada pengajaran macamkan mula-mula sorang ni jadi miskin lama-lama dia jadi kaya. Eh, macam tak releven pulak. Tapi takpe, ok..Main dia macam ni, mula-mula nanti ada sorang jadi orang miskin dan ada lagi satu group yang ramai jadi orang kaya. Lepas tu budak miskin ni nyanyila "saya orang miskin..orang miskin..bla. .bla" lepas tu orang-orang kaya ni dengan sombongnya nyanyila pulak "saya orang kaya..orang kaya bla..bla" lepas tu  orang miskin ni mintak satu kawan orang kaya. Go..on..on and on sampai orang miskin jadi orang kayaaaaaaaaa. .Moral, sape banyak kawan dia kaya.Eh macam tipu je tapi takpe. Abaikan. Yang paling best sambil main bolehsengih-sengih dekat bofren yang tengah berpura-pura makan dekat pokok yangberhampiran, Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batu Semban&lt;br /&gt;Ada tujuh kot kalau tak silap.Chics selalu pow nenek kain perca sebab adalah hendak membuat batu semban. Siapa yang stylo batu semban bentuk tigasegi sape tak reti jai t buat jela bentuk segiempat.Lepas tu isi beras atau kacang hijau. Layan ok main ni, masa nila nak tunjuk skill expecially bila part last- last yang nak sampai one game or two game. Budak-budak lelaki pon main ni, jangan tatau ada yang terrer dari pompuan. Ada sorang budak ni nama dia rejjal agak lembut-lembut jugak. Jambu ok die ni, tererrrrr main nihhhh, kalau dia main aku rasa macam malas nak main sebab die je menang tapi skrang dia adalah telah menjadi banker. Peringatan: siapa nak jadi banker sila main batu semban dari skarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero Point&lt;br /&gt;Main getah yang sangat best.Mula-mula start dari part yang tak tinggi makin tinggi level getah tu makin tinggi dimana sebagai seorang yang pendek, saya adalah memfail dengan cemerlang sekali tapii haaa, adalah boleh buat aksi gimnastik bila sampai part tinggi. Part yang mencabar adalah part ' gila ' . Ouiih, kalau tinggal sorang and orang lain mati boleh pening ok main gila ni. Lepas habis tu komfem peninggg.Lagi satu ayus. Hoih. Sakit gila kene libas dengan getah. Nak nak yang ayus tu perempuan gila. Muka siap berkerut-kerut sebab nak ayus kuat-kuat. Gila keji. Tapi saya ini adalah main permainan ini sampai tingkatan lima bersama tetek-tetek semua. Sambil main depan blok c, sambil curik buah mangga makcik selvi [hey, it rhymes!]. Lepas tu mesi kene marah dengan senior sebab bising sangat. Elehhhh tak takoooot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baling Selipar&lt;br /&gt;Ni selalu main dengan budak lelaki. Diorang ni jahat ok, suka nak baling kuat-kuat. Siapa pakai selipar tat seng siapla. Habis berbirat badan. Budak-budak ni sukala nak membelasah orang. Masa dah baling tu menggulupur nak susun selipar betul-betul. Sape yang ko-ol mungkin berjaya kalau siapa yang menggulupur seperti diriku ini adalah fail. Yang ni pon dah form 5 main jugakkkkkkkkk. Best okkkkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tutup Botol&lt;br /&gt;Masa dulu air gas semua dalam botol, takde yang dalam bekas plastic. So kejenye kumpul penutup botol and main jentik-jentik. Tapi bukan sebarang jentik ok, kene ada susunan dia la. Tak ingatla susunan dia tapi yang paling ingat bentuk jamban. Rupa dia adalah sekeji nama dia ok. Susah gila nak lepas stage ni, kene lompat-lompatkan penutup tu. Tapiiiiiiii, Chics adalah agak terrer juga cuma kalau main dengan budak-budak lelaki yang hustler habislah aku. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bola Kertas&lt;br /&gt;Main bola pakai kertas, padang die pon kertas, pemain die pon kertas. Semua kertaslah! Pemain die kene potong empat segi tapi lipat dua. Kalau nak power jangan guna kertas lembik, kene guna kertas keras. Pompuan jarang nak main tapi aku main je. Walaupun tak tau siapa nama pemain-pemain tapi layankan aje. Dulu selalu main dengan bofren dan kawan-kawan bofren. Kecoh gila masa main ni sebab ehe.. aku emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nama, Negeri, Buah, Binatang&lt;br /&gt;Haaa, yang ni agak educational. Semua kene ada kertas dan pensel. Selalunya main ni masa dah siap buat latihan dalam kelas. So cepat-sepat siapkan latihan, kalau tak pon tiru jela sebab nak main. So nanti bahagikan kertas tu kepada beberapa bahagian dan garaiskan atas tiap-tiap column tu tulisla nama, negeri, buah, binatang and tahaper-haper lagi. So nanti sorang akan pilih sau hurup. Katakanla "H" so semua kene fikir nama start dari H, binatang dari H and so onlah. Last last sekali compare. Siapa yang bagi jawapan sama kene share makah, siapa yang tak sama dapat 100. Last-last kireeeeee siapa makah paling tinggi dialah menang. Haha [aku gelak sebab aku selalu menang, hihi]. Yang ni campur India , cina, mlayu, lelaki, pompuan seme boleh mainnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi Cola&lt;br /&gt;Ni keji. Sangat keji. Main pijak kasut orang. Mula-mula nyanyila pepsi cola..bla..bla. .tak ingatla ape tah.Last-last sekali jaga-jaga sape lembap habisla kasut dia kene pijak. Kalau main sebelum kelas start habislaaaaaaaaaa kasut komfem hitam lepas tu kene marah dengan cikgu. Chics adalah jarang main sebab dia lembap dan prefek. Yela, prefek kene jaga imej okkkkkkkkkkk. Mana boleh kasut hitam tak GKla mcam ni prefek kasut hitam. Adik Chics selalu main ni akibatnya satu hari dia telah dimarah oleh cikgu lukisan iaitu Cikgu Gladys "You look like you just came out from the dustbin". Cis, menjatuhkan reputasi aku sebagai pelajar contoh. Hohoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pencurik dan Pemukul.&lt;br /&gt;Ini best jugak, main masa dalam kelas jugak tapi paling banyak 5 atau 6 orang je. Yang extra tu kene take turn. So mula-mula koyak kertas kecik-kecik dalam 5 atau 6 keping bergantung kepada jumlah pemain and tulis wata-watak dalam kertas tu macam hakim, surirumah, pencurik, saksi, pemukul, polis and ape tah lagi. Lepas tu kocok [wtfla?] and semua amik sekeping sorang ketas and tengok dapat watak apa. Nanti suri rumah tu buat pengaduan " Saya telah dirompak, barang kemas saya telah hilang. Tolonglah saya encik polis" lepas tu dia kene teke siapa yang curik iaitu siapa yang dapat ketas tulis pencurikla. Kalau salah teke, hakim akan jatuhkan hukuman. Kalau dapat teka pencurik tu akan dihukum. Part hukum ni best, espesyelli kepada pemukulla sebab dia yang jadi tukang pukul. Hakim nanti bagitau brape panas brape sejuk. Contoh "5 panas 4 sejuk". Soooooo, pemukul akan pukul kaw-kaw orang yang kene pukul tu lima kali dengan pembaris 5 kali and pukul pelan pelan 4 kali. Kalau ade tak suke budak, siapla ko kene sebat dengan pembaris. Haha, kecik-kecik dah blaja mendera.Best best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patung Kertas&lt;br /&gt;Yang ni paling layannnn. Patung tu kan , kalau tak pakaikan baju dia pakai bra dengan panty je.Lepas tu boleh pakaikan dia baju macam-macam ikut tempatla. Ada baju keje baju mandi. Lepas tu kan , nak beli die kene beli dekat bai roti. Hohoh. Tapi rasa macam dah takde je bende tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skang tataula budak-budak main lagi ke tak game-game ni. Macam tak aje..Tak bestla korang budak-budak niiiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He, dah habis dah. Jangan main-main pegi buat keje!!&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/22171542-3784138655518004355?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/3784138655518004355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=3784138655518004355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/3784138655518004355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/3784138655518004355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2007/02/games-we-played-when-we-were-young.html' title='Games We Played When We Were Young'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-7870600583179978363</id><published>2007-02-15T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T09:36:02.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese Joke - Ah Lian's First Day At Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't normally tease at people with the way there pronounce certain words or phrases, but this joke I always have that cracking smile on my face everytime I read it. I received this from a friend in KL (tq gurangak). Happy Thursday everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Lian's 1st Day At Work At Beauty Salon&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The phone rings. Ah Lian quickly picks it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah Lian&lt;/span&gt; : Morning. Tua Pooi Soh Peauty Saloon here. You are now talking to Ah Lian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Customer :  Good morning Ah Lian.  I want to fix appointment to clean my face. Is your Tua Pooi    Soh in??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ah Lian&lt;/span&gt; : Tau Keh Soh is going out 1 hour ago. Who on the line?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer : I am Auntie Mary. Your Tua Pooi Soh's customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah Lian&lt;/span&gt; : Oh Auntie Mely. I can help you to fix appointment. Tomolo Tau Keh Soh appointment full house. Tomolo's tomolo she got free. When you like to come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer : I think some time next week.  Can I confirm the date &amp; time with you later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah Lian&lt;/span&gt;    :   Sure sure.  You can call me or fact your late &amp; timing. Our  fact lumber: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jeelo two - two egg one sick for two fai sick&lt;/span&gt;.  If you want, can rock on to our wet side to see our later awertaismen &amp; plomosen.  Our wet side : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tapiu tapiu tapiu lot tpspeautysaloon lot kom lot mai&lt;/span&gt;. Anymore thing you want to talk?  If no more I hang the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller       :  Ah......no. You've been most helpful. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Lian    :  OK, when you free please come &amp;amp; sit.  Pai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-7870600583179978363?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/7870600583179978363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=7870600583179978363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/7870600583179978363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/7870600583179978363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2007/02/chinese-joke-ah-lians-first-day-at-work.html' title='Chinese Joke - Ah Lian&apos;s First Day At Work'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-117021283745684388</id><published>2007-01-31T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T11:07:17.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men are Better Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you know the relationship between two eyes..? they blink together,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they move together, they cry together, they see things together and&lt;br /&gt;they sleep together BUT THEY NEVER SEE EACH OTHER.. that's what's friendship&lt;br /&gt;But when a beautiful girl comes in front, one eye goes blink and the other remains open ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story : Girls can break even the best of friendships.&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://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/1600/533369/lalalla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/320/291613/lalalla.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MEN ARE BETTER FRIENDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Women: A wife was not at home for a whole night. So, the very next morning, she tells her husband that she stayed at her girlfriend's apartment over night. The husband calls 10 of her best girlfriend's and none of them confirm that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men: A husband was not at home for a whole night. So he tells his wife the very next morning, that he stayed at his friend's apartment over night. So the wife calls 10 of his best friends: 5 of them confirm that he stayed at their apartments that night, and the other 5 are claiming that he still is there with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Conclusion of the story: Men are better friends&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/22171542-117021283745684388?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/117021283745684388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=117021283745684388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/117021283745684388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/117021283745684388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2007/01/men-are-better-friends.html' title='Men are Better Friends'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-116832337787908645</id><published>2007-01-09T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T14:16:17.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Journey of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I stumble this is on one of my friend's myspace and now I understood why when you kiss your loved one, close your eyes. Not only it rude staring at your partner but it is also distracting. Perhaps the pictures below could present you some indications. Happy Tuesday everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes life may look like this ...&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://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/1600/910134/lucas%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/320/501020/lucas%201.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... or like this ....&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://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/1600/461502/lucas%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/320/985562/lucas%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... but if we show some love maybe it could be better like this ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/1600/751395/lucas%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/320/345767/lucas%203.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so dont sad sad like this .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/1600/562456/lucas%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/320/878737/lucas%204.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;coz it could be like this ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/1600/764514/lucas%205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/320/756385/lucas%205.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thats why Lucas always say .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/1600/531471/lucas%206.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/320/581825/lucas%206.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-116832337787908645?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/116832337787908645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=116832337787908645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116832337787908645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116832337787908645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2007/01/journey-of-love.html' title='A Journey of Love'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-116580488495558140</id><published>2006-12-11T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T10:45:13.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont Talk Big - A Sabahan Joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/1600/507635/Greetings%20-%20Keep%20Smiling.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/320/472834/Greetings%20-%20Keep%20Smiling.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a better way to start your week by having a smile on this Sabahan joke. I thought it was hilarious knowing Sabahan yang a bit sinting2 at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gengster Kepayan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada suatu petang di sebuah bulatan Sembulan, kereta kancil putih dipandu dengan perlahan. Tiba-tiba melulu laju sebuah kereta honda hitam yang hendak memotong kancil tersebut. Kedengaran bunyi "Thud!" ketika kereta honda melanggar sisi kereta kancil tersebut. Kereta honda pun berhenti dengan serta merta dan disusuli kereta kancil. Dengan tangkas keluarlah pemandu kereta honda tersebut menuju ke arah pemandu kereta kancil yang juga turut keluar dari kereta. Pemandu kereta honda yang berbadan tegap dan berotot-otot, memaki ke arah pemandu kereta kancil "Hoi!! Lu buta kah! Lu tilak kenal siapa wa! Wa gengster sini!" Dikoyaknya baju singlet yang dipakai lalu menunjuk kepada gambar tatoo di sebelah kanan lengannya "Lu tau ini APA!! ULAR TEDONG!!" ditunjuknya tatoo di sebelah lengan kiri pula "Ini!! KALA JENGKING!!" ditunjuknya tatoo di sebelah dada "Ini!! HARIMAU!!" dan ditunjuknya tatoo di sebelah belakang "BURUNG HELANG!!!!!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pemandu kancil yang dari tadi terdiam sahaja, perlahan-lahan mengeluarkan dompetnya. Dari dompetnya, dikeluarkan sekeping kad lalu ditunjukkan kepada gengster tersebut "Saya POLIS!! Ikut saya ke balai!!". Lalu polis tersebut pun bawalah gengster ke balai polis Kepayan untuk disiasat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semasa dalam bilik siasatan, polis tadi menghentak kuat meja di depan gengster tersebut dan memaki "LU TADI CAKAP LU GENGSTER!!! LU BAGI TAU INI APA!!!" sambil menunjuk ke arah tatoo sebelah kanan lengan gengster tersebut. Gengster tersebut pun menjawab dengan perlahan-lahan dan bergetar-getar "...iiitu ccaacciingg ceeraawwit...". Polis itu pun menunjuk ke arah tatoo sebelah lengan kiri pula "INI APA??!!!" gengster pun jawab "kkuuuummmbbanngg". "INI??" tanya polis sambil menunjuk arah dada ganster. "kukukukukuku...CCIIINGGG!!!!" jawab gangster. Dan akhir sekali tatoo di sebelah belakang "INI PULA APA!!!!" tanya polis. Gengster pun jawab dengan takut "bbbuuurruunggg pipipipipippiiiittt.....".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-116580488495558140?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/116580488495558140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=116580488495558140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116580488495558140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116580488495558140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/12/dont-talk-big-sabahan-joke.html' title='Dont Talk Big - A Sabahan Joke'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-116539051495065184</id><published>2006-12-06T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T15:39:58.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I am preparing gifts to be placed under the Christmas tree for my nieces and nephews, and counsins I remember how poor we were when I was a kid that we rarely get any gifts at every Christmas throughout our growing up. Of course we understood the situation then, now that we are grown ups it is time to let and tell the people we love that we love them, at every opporutnity even though just a plain and simple gift of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you celebrating Christmas here is another one of my all time favourite Christmas stories just to lift up your Christmas spirit this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/1600/513078/Christmas%20-%20sparkle%20lights%20in%20wreath.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/320/426304/Christmas%20-%20sparkle%20lights%20in%20wreath.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to go to the supermarket to buy the gifts I didn't manage to buy earlier. When I saw all the people there, I started to complain to myself: 'It is going to take forever here and I still have so many other places to go ...' 'Christmas really is getting more and more annoying every year. How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only wake up after it...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I made my way to the toy section, and there I started to curse&lt;br /&gt;the prices, wondering if kids really play with such expensive toys. While looking in the toy section, I noticed a small boy about 5 years old, pressing a doll against his chest. He kept on touching the hair of the doll and looked so sad. I wondered who this doll was for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: "Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?' The old lady replied: 'You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she asked him to stay here for 5 minutes while she went to look around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I started to walk towards him and asked who he wanted to give this doll to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her. 'I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly, "No, Santa Claus cannot bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mother so that she can give it to her when she goes there.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyes were so sad while saying this, "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy will also go to see God very soon, so I thought that she could bring the doll with her to give it to my sister'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I asked him to wait until I come back from the supermarket." Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me, "I also want mommy to take this photo with her so that she will not forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she didn't have to leave me but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and took a few bills and said to the boy. "What if we checked again, just in case if you have enough money?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok"' he said, "I hope that I have enough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll, and even some spare money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy said, "Thank you God for giving me enough money". Then he looked at me and added, "I asked yesterday before I slept for God to make sure I have enough money to buy this doll so that mommy can give it to my sister. He heard me. I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and the white rose. You know, my mommy loves white roses."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later, the old lady came again and I left with my shopping cart. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck who hit a car where there was one young lady and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-support machine, because the young lady would not be able to get out of the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young lady had passed away. I couldn't stop myself and went to buy a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was lying in state for people to see and make a last wish before burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place crying, feeling that my life had been changed forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love that this little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk man had taken all this away from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you have 2 choices:&lt;br /&gt;1) Share this message to everybody that you know.&lt;br /&gt;2) Or delete it and do as if it never touched your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you send this message, you may probably bless someone's else life and most importantly, maybe you will help prevent someone drunk from driving especially during this holiday season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-116539051495065184?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/116539051495065184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=116539051495065184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116539051495065184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116539051495065184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-gift.html' title='A Christmas Gift'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-116529509922516981</id><published>2006-12-05T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T13:04:59.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Season Greetings To All Visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/1600/574841/Christmas%20-%20gifts%20shoes.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/320/971055/Christmas%20-%20gifts%20shoes.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In approximately 3 weeks time, we will celebrating Christmas. Most of us would say that this year Christmas is just like last year’s too but if you want to make it a difference, you could, by believing this Christmas will offer more – joy and shared moments to all of us. What a better way to kick off the season with a Christmas story to hopefully open our minds and heart for a more blessed and memorable Christmas 2006. Season Greetings Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/1600/759639/Christmas%20-%20wishes%20with%20lights.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/320/537926/Christmas%20-%20wishes%20with%20lights.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Christmas Story&lt;br /&gt;I put our Christmas tree up yesterday afternoon. For the first time, my four-year-old grandson Brendan helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’re working as a team, Papa!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, baby. We’re a team.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were finished we sat on the floor and shared a cup of hot chocolate together. The look in his eyes is what I remember of my own children and it brings conflicting emotions. I’m so glad we can make Christmas special for him, but I’m sad that I can no longer do so for my own kids. I hate them being gone and I miss them so much at this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we’d finished our chocolate, I told Brendan there were a few more things remaining to do. Going out into the garage, I brought in a very special box. As I took the contents from the box one by one, I explained to Brendan what they were, and why I treasure them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first item was an old manger, dusty and weathered by time. It's fragile and showing its age now, but it’s not Christmas without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Your great-grandmother Della gave me this when I was five years old.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Gosh, Pa! How old is it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s forty-years old, son. I know that seems very old to you, as it did to me when I was young like you, but it passed so quickly, baby. You would have loved Granny, Mr. B, and she would have adored you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Was she nice, Papa?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She was more than nice, son. She was the sweetest person I’ve ever known. We used to bake cookies together for Christmas. I mostly just got in the way, but she always had me help her. I loved sitting in her lap, eating warm snickerdoodles and drinking my chocolate milk.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I like to help you, and sit in your lap, Pa!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know you do, baby. Papa likes it too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiling at my little grandson, I placed my grandmother’s manger under our tree and carefully arranged the white cloth around it to make it look like snow. My mind was flooded with memories of a lady I loved with all my heart and who I miss every day of my life. I can still see her smile, her eyes twinkling behind small, round glasses. I miss the warmth of her hugs, our talks on the porch, her tenderness and her wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother gave me a great gift, a gift I had to become much older to appreciate fully. She believed in me. I hope she’s looking down from Heaven today, and can see how much her little grandson still loves and cherishes her many years after her death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning back to the box, I took out three tattered old stockings. They belonged to my children when they were small. I remember their excitement on Christmas morning when we handed them the stockings stuffed full of cookies and small toys, and with a note from Santa to each child. Brendan and I went downstairs to the fireplace, and as I lifted him up he placed each stocking on the mantle so Santa could see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mama has a surprise for you, baby.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What is it Pa?” he asked, wide-eyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Better go see!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendan ran up the stairs yelling, “What do have for me, Ma?” After a moment, he excitedly cried out, “Pa! I got my own stocking! It’s just like the others and it has my name on it!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, you better bring it down here, honey.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendan came back downstairs carefully holding his stocking so it wouldn’t drag on the floor. I lifted him again, and he proudly placed his alongside those of his aunt and uncles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Will I get something from Santa in my stocking, Pa?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Have you been a good boy this year?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes! I’m always a good boy except when I’m mad.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing, I told Brendan I was sure his stocking would be stuffed as full as Santa could get it. His happy smile lit up the room, and his Papa’s heart. He ran to tell his Mommy about his special gift, and left me alone in the family room with my children’s memories for a few moments. Where did the time go? How did my babies grow so fast? It seems like only yesterday when our home was filled with their laughter. When bedtime meant changing giggling little bodies into pajamas with feet. God, how I miss them. The only regret I have over my children is that I cannot do it all over again. I was lucky; I realized they were a gift from God and I cherished every day with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They’re grown and gone now, with children of their own. I'm very proud of them, but I still long for the days when they were small. My daughter laughs at me sometimes because I’m so sentimental. I can’t help it, it’s just who I am. I suppose it’s silly for a grown man’s eyes to fill with tears when he thinks of those he’s lost along the way. Sometimes the tears are sad and lonely, sometimes they’re filled with longing for another day of my long-ago life. Mostly, they are simply expressions of the love and gratitude I feel for those wonderful and wise people who made me what I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, Christmas is even more special because of how horrible and trying the year has been. I was hurt but I’m alive. My body was broken, but my spirit didn’t bend. I called on the strength and love of my youthful memories to pull me through. They didn’t fail me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas morning I will watch my beloved grandson tear into his gifts with glee. I will smile, and his joy will be my greatest gift this season. My eyes will wander to the stockings hanging over the fireplace and the manger under the tree, and I will once again recall special people and cherished memories. I will see, in my mind’s eye, the bustle of my grandmother's kitchen and hear her soft singing as she bakes cookies for her grandson. I will hear again the laughter of my own children on those ancient Christmas mornings when they were young, and I will softly thank God in my heart for all his gifts to a foolish and undeserving man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Courtesy: Donnie Marler (Thanks for a lesson learnt of  a lifetime).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/1600/94871/Christmas%20-%20santa%20butt.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/320/806757/Christmas%20-%20santa%20butt.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-116529509922516981?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/116529509922516981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=116529509922516981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116529509922516981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116529509922516981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/12/season-greetings-to-all-visitors.html' title='Season Greetings To All Visitors'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-116493586558570468</id><published>2006-12-01T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T09:17:45.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Blow Your Weekend - A Joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Weekend, yeahhh. I know everyone can't wait for weekend. I for one love weekend as this is the 2 days of the week where I can hang out with friends and relatives, visit my mom, go on dates, eat out in restaurant, and most of all go to clubs/pubs until well after midnite. For those of you young couples out there, as much as I enjoy the weekend, I am pretty sure you are too. Happy friday people. Just a joke to blow your mind away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night a guy takes his girlfriend home. As they are about to kiss each other goodnight, the guy starts feeling a little horny. With an arrogant confidence, he leans with his hand against the door and, smiling, he says to her: "Darling, would you give me a blowjob?" Horrified, she replies "Are you mad? My parents will see us!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: "Oh come on! Who's gonna see us at this hour?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: "No, please. Can you imagine if we get caught?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: "Oh come on! There's nobody around, they're all sleeping!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: "No way. It's just too risky!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him (horny as hell): "Oh please, please, if you love me you will do it!?" (that old chestnut - notice how it always works though!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: "No, no, and no. I love you too, but I just can't!" (Not this time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: "Oh yes you can. Please?........"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: "No, no!! I just can't"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: "I beg you ... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the blue, the light on the stairs goes on, and the girl's little sister shows up in her pyjamas, hair dishevelled, and in a sleepy voice says: "Mum says to go ahead and give him a blowjob. Otherwise I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or if need be, Mum says she can come down herself and do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for f*** sake tell him to take his hand off the intercom ..."&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/22171542-116493586558570468?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/116493586558570468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=116493586558570468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116493586558570468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116493586558570468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/12/dont-blow-your-weekend-joke.html' title='Don&apos;t Blow Your Weekend - A Joke'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-116485118406843367</id><published>2006-11-30T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T09:46:24.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Three Virgins - The Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Words say a thousand meaning is lebih kurang the same with pictures paint a thousand words. I mean why need a lengthy explanantion and details when you can show or express an idea or a situation in brief and direct to the point. Bikin susah susah saja, kannn. He He. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s This entry reminds me of the entry I did on my trip to Bangkok.  You may want to click &lt;a href="http://itravelforu.blogspot.com/2006/08/holiday-thailand-intro.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kisah 3 dara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tersebutlah alkisah sebuah keluarga aman bahagia yang dianggotai sepasang suami isteri bersama tiga orang anak dara mereka. Nak dijadikan cerita, ketiga-tiga anak dara tersebut melangsungkan perkahwinan mereka secara serentak .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka sedih bercampur gumbira menyelubungi hati dan perasaan kedua ibu bapa mereka apabila majlis perkahwinan tersebut selamat dilangsungkan .... Apabila ketiga-tiga pasangan bersiap sedia untuk pergi berbulan madu ke tempat haluan masing-masing, kedua ibu bapa mereka pun dengan tegas berpesan supaya mereka tidak lupa untuk mengirimkan berita sepanjang pemergian mereka walau dengan sepatah dua kata. Supaya tidak membebankan setiap pasangan, ibu bapa mereka mencadangkan agar mereka hanya menulis tajuk iklan yang dapat menggambarkan maksud yang ingin disampaikan. Lalu mereka semua pun bersetuju degan cadangan tersebut ...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seminggu selepas mereka semua pergi ke arah tujuan masing-masing, si ibu menerima sepucuk surat dari anak mereka yang pertama, suratnya amat ringkas, hanya perkataan "Nescafe" yang tertera. Si ibu yang cuba menyelami maksud yang ingin disampaikan, tanpa berlengah menyemak iklan "Nescafe" di akhbar yang berbunyi "Nikmatnya tak terhingga", maka fahamlah si ibu akan maksud yang ingin disampaikan .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selang seminggu selepas itu, mereka menerima sepucuk surat dari anak mereka yang kedua pula, suratnya juga pendek, hanya berbunyi "Standard Chartered Bank". Apabila disiasat dengan lebih lanjut, iklan Standard Chartered Bank rupanya bermaksud " Besar, Teguh dan&lt;br /&gt;Peramah", maka tersenyumlah kedua orang tua tersebut ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti lazimnya mereka pun tertunggu-tunggu akan berita dari anak ketiga mereka, namun minggu demi minggu tidak juga mereka menerima sebarang khabar berita. Mulanya mereka agak risau namun setelah hampir dua bulan berlalu, mereka akhirnya menerima sepucuk surat yang amat dinananti-nantikan, suratnya juga amat ringkas, hanya tertulis perkataan "MAS". Mulanya mereka agak hairan kenapalah anak mereka mangambil masa yang lama sangat untuk menulis perkataan "MAS" namun setelah membaca iklan MAS di surat khabar, mereka pun tersenyum. Di surat khabar, iklan MAS berbunyi," Tiga kali sehari, tujuh hari seminggu ..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-116485118406843367?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/116485118406843367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=116485118406843367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116485118406843367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116485118406843367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/11/three-virgins-story.html' title='The Three Virgins - The Story'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-116478026991435672</id><published>2006-11-29T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T14:08:02.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indon Jokes - Janda Kena Rompak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now that's what we call what comes around goes around. Always give good deeds to others. One day other will do us good deeds, seldom from similar person that we had given deeds in the past. But not in this case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANDA KENA ROMPAK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di sebuah desa di Bandung, Indonesia tinggal sorang janda kaya yg tak mempunyai anak. Penampilannya memang mengghairahkan setiap lelaki yg melihatnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didesa itu juga tinggal seorang pemuda yg kerjanya perompak dan satu hari timbul niat merompak rumah si janda kaya tersebut. Satu malam si perompak berjaya masuk ke dalam rumah si janda melalui bumbung yg terletak betul-betul diatas bilik tidur si janda. Kebetulan si janda sedang tidur berbogel. Timbul niat lain dalam hati perompak itu. Kemudian dengan perlahan dia menyelinap ke tempat tidur si janda. Si janda terkejut kerana terasa ada benda sedang menjalar di tubuhnya. Si janda cuba menjerit tetapi si perompak itu terus mencabut parangnya dan mengancam si janda "JANGAN MENJERIT KALO MAU SELAMAT, NAH SEKARANG PILIH NYAWA ATAU NYAMAN" ancam si perompak dalam bahasa Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah digertak si janda ketakutan dan dengan nada lemas menjawab "NYAMAN aje mas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah selesai..si perompak terfikir endak pulang kerana merasa puas. Niat untuk merompak sudah dilupakan. Tapi ketika memakai pakaian parangnya tertinggal dan si janda terus mengambil dan mengacunya kepada si perompak. "MAU KEMANA KAMU, SIH" tanya si janda. "PULANG" jawab si perompak ketakutan dan cemas. Si janda membentak "MAU PULANG ATAU ULANG".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-116478026991435672?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/116478026991435672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=116478026991435672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116478026991435672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116478026991435672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/11/indon-jokes-janda-kena-rompak.html' title='Indon Jokes - Janda Kena Rompak'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-116460354857380141</id><published>2006-11-27T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T12:59:08.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Monday !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/1600/191870/HaveagoodMonday.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/593/2240/320/326925/HaveagoodMonday.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-116460354857380141?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/116460354857380141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=116460354857380141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116460354857380141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116460354857380141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-monday.html' title='Happy Monday !!'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-116373150866920836</id><published>2006-11-17T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T10:45:08.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memo - Special High Intensity Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had a resuffle and restructuring process in the office last week where some of us were assigned to handle a new set of tasks and that involve relocation to our subsidiary companies somewhere else in KK. The restructuring process was carried out not only to assist the growing demand and needs to increase revenue to the company but also to further enhance the staff' productivities and quality of works.  Prior to that some of the staff were already given training and re-training in the past to improve quality and for those who are still under-performing, the management circulate a MEMO to all employees. It sound scary at first, but then if we look at it in a positive manner, it may not after all. I love Friday, have a great weekend you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEMO TO ALL EMPLOYEES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to assure the highest levels of quality work and productivity from employees, it will be our policy to keep all employees well trained through our program of SPECIAL HIGH INTENSITY TRAINING ( S.H.I.T).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are trying to give our employees more S.H.I.T than anyone else. If you feel that you do not receive your share of S.H.I.T on the course, please see your supervisor. You will be immediately placed at the top of the S.H.I.T list and our supervisors are especially skilled at seeing you get all the S.H.I.T you can handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Employees who don't take their S.H.I.T will be placed in DEPARTMENTAL EMPLOYEE EVALUATION PROGRAMS (D.E.E.P.S.H.I.T). Those who fail to take D.E.E.P.S.H.I.T seriously will have to go to EMPLOYEE ATTITUDE TRAINING (E.A.T.S.H.I.T).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since our supervisors took S.H.I.T before they were promoted, they don't have to do S.H.I.T anymore, and are all full of S.H.I.T already. If you are full of S.H.I.T you may be interested in a job teaching others. We can add your name to our BASIC UNDERSTANDING LIST of LEADERS (B.U.L.L.S.H.I.T).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For employees who are intending to pursue a career in management and consulting, we will refer you to the department of MANAGERIAL OPERATIONAL RESEARCH EDUCATION ( M.O.R.E.S.H.I.T). This course emphasizes how to manage M.O.R.E.S.H.I.T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have further questions, please direct them to our HEAD OF TEACHING, SPECIAL HIGH INTENSITY TRAINING (H.O.T.S.H.I.T).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOSS IN GENERAL, SPECIAL HIGH INTENSITY TRAINING&lt;br /&gt;(B.I.G.S.H.I.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Now send this S.H.I.T to 5 people who need S.H.I.T in their life, just not the same person who sent you this S.H.I.T. They have already had their fill of S.H.I.T. Thank you for your time. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Director Under the Main Bureau of Super High Intensity Training.&lt;br /&gt;(The D.U.M.B.S.H.I.T)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-116373150866920836?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/116373150866920836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=116373150866920836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116373150866920836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116373150866920836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/11/memo-special-high-intensity-training.html' title='Memo - Special High Intensity Training'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-116351544720869731</id><published>2006-11-14T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:44:07.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Pengantin Baru - Dr. Fazley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/fazley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/fazley.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Moga kekal hingga ke akhir hayat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pada 7 November 2006 bersamaan 15 Syawal 1427 selebriti kesayangan anda Dr. Fazley Yaakob telah selamat diijabkabulkan dengan puteri pilihan hatinya Azrene Soraya. Mereka telah ditunangkan terlebih dahulu pada pukul 12 tengahari dan acara pernikahan dilangsungkan pada 2.30 petang di Masjid Saidina Abu Bakar Bukit Damansara, Kuala Lumpur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pasangan suami isteri ini dengan penuh kesyahduan memohon doa dan restu dari semua ahli keluarga, saudara-mara, para peminat dan sesiapa sahaja yang mengenali mereka. Alhamdulillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-116351544720869731?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/116351544720869731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=116351544720869731&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116351544720869731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116351544720869731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/11/selamat-pengantin-baru-dr-fazley.html' title='Selamat Pengantin Baru - Dr. Fazley'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-116287519568758858</id><published>2006-11-07T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T12:56:20.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Simple - Don't Be Too Serious 'laa'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life is indeed simple if we want it to be simple. Sometimes we tend to indulge a simple thing into a web of complicated stuff. Other time we tend to exerggerate things and we end up into trouble. Although I do take thing as the way it is sometimes, at certain times I do look at things the other way round, the way that I should not view. What about for you? Now let's take a simple test. Just out of curiousity let's see how we view things. Let's find out just how clever you really are ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For answer kindly follow the link provided. You be amazed how clever you can be or otherwise. And please threat these questions as how you see life is - simple or otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Below are few questions and a bonus question. You have to answer them instantly. You can't take your time, answer all of them immediately . OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;First Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are participating in a race. You overtake the second person. What position are you in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://idanceforu.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-116287519568758858?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/116287519568758858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=116287519568758858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116287519568758858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116287519568758858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/11/life-is-simple-dont-be-too-serious-laa.html' title='Life is Simple - Don&apos;t Be Too Serious &apos;laa&apos;'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-116106964440998832</id><published>2006-10-17T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T15:28:42.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship and Friendship - Enhancing Them</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;WOW, I got a wake up call today when my dear friend from KL forwarded me this particular email. I read it twice, gone through it word by word and I wish I could have read them much earlier so that I could have saved some of the messes done in the past. But I know and realise my setbacks and weaknesses but the least I could do is to spread and share them with you. Hopefully we all can learn something from it, I for one had learned a great deal. Happy Tuesday everyone!&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/1%20trust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/1%20trust.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;TRUST is a very important factor for all relationships. When trust is broken, it is the end of the relationship. Lack of trust leads to suspicion, suspicion generates anger, anger causes enmity and enmity may result in separation. A telephone operator told me that one day she received a phone call. She answered, "Public Utilities Board." There was silence. She repeated, "PUB." There was still no answer. When she was going to cut off the line, she Heard a lady's voice, "Oh, so this is PUB. Sorry, I got the number from my Husband's pocket but I do not know whose number it is." Without mutual trust, just imagine what will happen to the couple if the telephone operator answered with just "hello" instead of "PUB".&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/2%20right%20speech.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/2%20right%20speech.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right Speech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that "A speech will either prosper or ruin a nation." Many relationships break off because of wrong speech. When a couple is too close with each other we always forget mutual respect and courtesy. We may say anything without considering if it would hurt the other party. A friend and her millionaire husband visited their construction site. A worker who wore a helmet saw her and shouted, "Hi, Emily! Remember me? We used to date in the secondary school." On the way home, her millionaire husband teased her, "Luckily you married me. Otherwise you will be the wife of a construction worker." She answered ,"You should appreciate that you married me. Otherwise, he will be the millionaire and not you." Frequently exchanging these remarks plants the seed for a bad relationship. It's like a broken egg - cannot be reversed.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/3%20no%20overpowering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/3%20no%20overpowering.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Overpowering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many relationships fail because one party tries to overpower another, or demands too much. People in love tend to think that love will conquer all and their spouses will change the bad habits after marriage. Actually, this is not the case. There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that "It is easier to reshape a mountain or a river than a person's character." It is not easy to change. Thus, having high expectation on changing the spouse character will cause disappointment and unpleasantness. It would be less painful to change ourselves and lower our expectations.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/4%20creating%20perfect%20relationships.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/4%20creating%20perfect%20relationships.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Creating Perfect Relationships?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A person visited the government matchmaker for marriage, SDU, and requested "I am looking for a spouse. Please help me to find a suitable one." The SDU officer said, "Your requirements, please." "Oh, good looking, polite, humorous , sporty, knowledgeable, good in singing and dancing. Willing to accompany me the whole day at home during my leisure hour, if I don't go out. Telling me interesting stories when I need companion for conversation and be silent when I want to rest." The officer listened carefully and replied, "I understand you need television." There is a saying that a perfect match can only be found between a blind wife and a deaf husband because the blind wife cannot see the faults of the husband and the deaf husband cannot hear the nagging of the wife. Many couples are blind and deaf at the courting stage and dream of perpetual perfect relationship. Unfortunately, when the excitement of love wears off, they wake up and discover that marriage is not a bed of roses. The nightmare begins.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/5%20no%20pointing%20fingers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/5%20no%20pointing%20fingers.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Pointing Fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A man asked his father-in-law, "Many people praised you for a successful marriage. Could you please share with me your secret?" The father-in-law answered in a smile, "Never criticize your wife for her shortcomings or when she does something wrong. Always bare in mind that because of her shortcomings and weaknesses, she could not find a better husband than you." We all look forward to being loved and respected. Many people are afraid of losing face. Generally, when a person makes a mistake, he would look around to find a scapegoat to point the finger at. This is the start of a war. We should always remember that when we point one finger at a person, the other four fingers are pointing at ourselves. If we forgive the others, others will ignore our mistake too.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/6%20personal%20perception.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/6%20personal%20perception.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Personal Perception&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Different people have different perception. One man's meat could be another man's poison. A couple bought a donkey from the market. On the way home, a boy commented, "Very stupid. Why neither of them ride on the donkey?“ Upon hearing that, the husband let the wife ride on the donkey. He walked besides them. Later, an old man saw it and commented, "The husband is the head of the family. How can the wife ride on the donkey while the husband is on foot?" Hearing this, the wife quickly got down and let the husband ride on the donkey. Further on the way home, they met an old Lady. She commented, "How can the man ride on the donkey but let the wife walk. He is no gentleman." The husband thus quickly asked the wife to join him on the donkey. Then, they met a young man. He commented, "Poor donkey, how can you hold up the weight of two persons. They are cruel to you." Hearing that, the husband and wife immediately climbed down from the donkey and carried it on their shoulders. It seems to be the only choice left. Later, on a narrow bridge, the donkey was frightened and struggled. They lost their balance and fell into the river. You can never have everyone praise you, nor will everyone condemn you. Never in the past, not at present, and never will be in the future. Thus, do not be too bothered by others words if our conscience is clear.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/7%20be%20patient.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/7%20be%20patient.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Patient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a true story which happened in the States. A man came out of his home to admire his new truck. To his puzzlement, his three-year-old son was happily hammering dents into the shiny paint of the truck. The man ran to his son, knocked him away, hammered the little boy's hands into pulp as punishment. When the father calmed down, he rushed his son to the hospital. Although the doctor tried desperately to save the crushed bones, he finally had to amputate the fingers from both the boy's hands. When the boy woke up from the surgery &amp;amp; saw his bandaged stubs, he innocently said, "Daddy, I'm sorry about your truck." Then he asked, "but when are my fingers going to grow back?" The father went home and committed suicide. Think about this story the next time someone steps on your feet or you wish to take revenge. Think first before you lose your patience with someone you love. Trucks can be repaired. Broken bones and hurt feelings often can't. Too often we fail to recognize the difference between the person and the performance. We forget that forgiveness is greater than revenge. People make mistakes. We are allowed to make mistakes. But the actions we take while in a rage will haunt us forever.&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/22171542-116106964440998832?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/116106964440998832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=116106964440998832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116106964440998832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116106964440998832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/10/relationship-and-friendship-enhancing.html' title='Relationship and Friendship - Enhancing Them'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-116071710563028605</id><published>2006-10-13T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T13:25:05.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke - US Foreign Policy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's Friday and I know everyone going to have a good rest over the weekend. I definitely need one for sure. This morning I received an email, a joke really and thought it was very hilarious. If you are interested in US foreign policy and a follower to some of the world greatest issues concerning the US, this particular joke is from the perspective of an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;orang kampung&lt;/span&gt;. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A father teaching his son about the US FOREIGN POLICY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Daddy, why did we have to attack Iraq?&lt;br /&gt;A: Because they had weapons of mass destruction, son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: But the inspectors didn't find any weapons of mass destruction.&lt;br /&gt;A: That's because the Iraqis were hiding them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: And that's why we invaded Iraq?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yep. Invasions always work better than inspections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: But after we invaded them, we STILL didn't find any weapons of mass destruction, did we?&lt;br /&gt;A: That's because the weapons are so well hidden. Don't worry, we'll find something, probably right before the 2008 election.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why did Iraq want all those weapons of mass destruction?&lt;br /&gt;A: To use them in a war, silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: I'm confused. If they had all those weapons that they planned to use in a war, then why didn't they use any of those weapons when we went to war with them?&lt;br /&gt;A: Well, obviously they didn't want anyone to know they had those weapons so they chose to die by the thousands rather than defend themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: That doesn't make sense Daddy. Why would they choose to die if they had all those big weapons to fight us back with?&lt;br /&gt;A: It's a different culture. It's not supposed to make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: I don't know about you, but I don't think they had any of those weapons our government said they did.&lt;br /&gt;A: Well, you know, it doesn't matter whether or not they had those weapons. We had another good reason to invade them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: And what was that?&lt;br /&gt;A: Even if Iraq didn't have weapons of mass destruction, Saddam Hussein was cruel dictator,&lt;br /&gt;which is another good reason to invade another country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why? What does a cruel dictator do that makes it OK to invade his country?&lt;br /&gt;A: Well!, f or one thing, he tortured his own people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Kind of like what they do in China?&lt;br /&gt;A: Don't go comparing China to Iraq. China is a good economic competitor, where millions of people work for slave wages in sweatshops to make U.S. corporations richer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: So if a country lets its people be exploited for American corporate gain, it's a good country,&lt;br /&gt;even if that country tortures people?&lt;br /&gt;A: Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why were people in Iraq being tortured?&lt;br /&gt;A: For political crimes, mostly, like criticizing the government. People who criticized the&lt;br /&gt;government in Iraq were sent to prison and tortured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Isn't that exactly what happens in China?&lt;br /&gt;A: I told you, China is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's the difference between China and Iraq?&lt;br /&gt;A: Well, for one thing, Iraq was ruled by the Ba'ath party, while China is Communist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Didn't you once tell me Communists were bad?&lt;br /&gt;A: No, just Cuban Communists are bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How are the Cuban Communists bad?&lt;br /&gt;A: Well, for one thing, people who criticize the government in Cuba are sent to prison and tortured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Like in Iraq?&lt;br /&gt;A: Exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: And like in China, too?&lt;br /&gt;A: I told you, China's a good economic competitor. Cuba, on the other hand, is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How come Cuba isn't a good economic competitor?&lt;br /&gt;A: Well, you see, back in the early 1960s, our government passed some laws that made it illegal&lt;br /&gt;for Americans to trade or do any business with Cuba until they stopped being Communists and&lt;br /&gt;started being capitalists like us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: But if we got rid of those laws, opened up trade with Cuba, and started doing business with&lt;br /&gt;them, wouldn't that help the Cubans become capitalist's?&lt;br /&gt;A: Don't be a smart-ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: I didn't think I was being one.&lt;br /&gt;A: Well, anyway, they also don't have freedom of religion in Cuba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Kind of like China and the Falun Gong movement?&lt;br /&gt;A: I told you, stop saying bad things about China. Anyway, Saddam Hussein came to power through a military coup, so he's not really a legitimate leader anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's a military coup?&lt;br /&gt;A: That's when a military general takes over the government of a country by force, instead of&lt;br /&gt;holding free elections like we do in the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Didn't the ruler of Pakistan come to power by a military coup?&lt;br /&gt;A: You mean General Pervez Musharraf? Uh, yeah, he did, but Pakistan is our friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why is Pakistan our friend if their leader is illegitimate?&lt;br /&gt;A: I never said Pervez Musharraf was illegitimate .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Didn't you just say a military general who comes to power by forcibly overthrowing the&lt;br /&gt;legitimate government of a nation is an illegitimate leader?&lt;br /&gt;A: Only Saddam Hussein. Pervez Musharraf is our friend, because he helped us invade Afghanistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why did we invade Afghanistan?&lt;br /&gt;A: Because of what they did to us on September 11th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What did Afghanistan do to us on September 11th?&lt;br /&gt;A: Well, on September 11th, nineteen men. Fifteen of them Saudi Arabians hijacked four airplanes and flew three of them into buildings, killing over 3,000 Americans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: So how did Afghanistan figure into all that?&lt;br /&gt;A: Afghanistan was where those bad men trained, under the oppressive rule of the Taliban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Aren't the Taliban those bad radical Islamics who chopped off people's heads and hands?!&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes, that's exactly who they were. Not only did they chop off people's heads and hands, but they oppressed women, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Didn't the Bush administration give the Taliban 43 million dollars back in May of 2001?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes, but that money was a reward because they did such a good job fighting drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Fighting drugs?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes, the Taliban were very helpful in stopping people from growing opium poppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How did they do such a good job?&lt;br /&gt;A: Simple. If people were caught growing opium poppies, the Taliban would have their hands and heads cut off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: So, when the Taliban cut off people's heads and hands for growing flowers, that was OK, but not if they cut people's heads and hands off for other easons?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes. It's OK with us if radical Islamic fundamentalists cut off people's hands for growing flowers, but it's cruel if they cut off people's hands for stealing bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Don't they also cut off people's hands and heads in Saudi Arabia?&lt;br /&gt;A: That's different. Afghanistan was ruled by a tyrannical patriarchy that oppressed women and&lt;br /&gt;forced them to wear burqas whenever they were in public, with death by stoning as the penalty for women who did not comply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Don't Saudi women have to wear burqas in public, too?&lt;br /&gt;A: No, Saudi women merely wear a traditional Islamic body covering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's the difference?&lt;br /&gt;A: The traditional Islamic covering worn by Saudi women is a modest yet fashionable garment that covers all of a woman's body except for her eyes and fingers. The burqa, on the other hand, is an evil tool of patriarchal oppression that covers all of a woman's body except for her eyes and fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: It sounds like the same thing with a different name.&lt;br /&gt;A: Now, don't go comparing Afghanistan and Saudi Arabia. The Saudis are our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: But I thought you said 15 of the 19 hijackers on September 11th were from Saudi Arabia.&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes, but they trained in Afghanistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Who trained them?&lt;br /&gt;A: A very bad man named Osama bin Laden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Was he from Afghanistan?&lt;br /&gt;A: Uh, no, he was from Saudi Arabia too. But he was a bad man, a very bad man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: I seem to recall he was our friend once.&lt;br /&gt;A: Only when we helped him and the mujahadeen repel the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan back in the 1980s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Who are the Soviets? Was that the Evil Communist Empire Ronald Reagan talked about?&lt;br /&gt;A: There are no more Soviets. The Soviet Union broke up in 1990 or thereabouts!, and now they have elections and capitalism like us. We call them Russians now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: So the Soviets ? I mean, the Russians ? are now our friends?&lt;br /&gt;A: Well, not really. You see, they were our friends for many years after they stopped being Soviets, but then they decided not to support our invasion of Iraq, so we're mad at them now. We're also mad at the French and the Germans because they didn't help us invade Iraq either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: So the French and Germans are evil, too?&lt;br /&gt;A: Not exactly evil, but just bad enough that we had to rename French fries and French toast to&lt;br /&gt;Freedom Fries and Freedom Toast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do we always rename foods whenever another country doesn't do what we want them to do?&lt;br /&gt;A: No, we just do that to our friends. Our enemies, we invade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: But wasn't Iraq one of our friends back in the 1980s! ?&lt;br /&gt;A: Well, yeah. For a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Was Saddam Hussein ruler of Iraq back then?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes, but at the time he was fighting against Iran, which made him our friend, temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why did that make him our friend?&lt;br /&gt;A: Because at that time, Iran was our enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Isn't that when he gassed the Kurds?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yeah, but since he was fighting against Iran at the time, we looked the other way, to show him we were his friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: So anyone who fights against one of our enemies automatically becomes our friend?&lt;br /&gt;A: Most of the time, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: And anyone who fights against one of our friends is automatically an enemy?&lt;br /&gt;A: Sometimes that's true, too. However, if American corporations can profit by selling weapons to both sides at the same time, all the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why?&lt;br /&gt;A: Because war is good for the economy, which means war is good for America. Also, since God is on America's side, anyone who opposes war is a godless un-American Communist. Do you understand now why we attacked Iraq?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: I think so. We attacked them because God wanted us to, right?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: But how did we know God wanted us to attack Iraq?&lt;br /&gt;A: Well, you see, God personally speaks to George W. Bush and tells him what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: So basically, what you're saying is that we attacked Iraq because George W. Bush hears voices in his head?&lt;br /&gt;A. Yes! You finally understand how the real world works. Now close your eyes, make yourself comfortable, and go to sleep. Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Good night, Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and do the math on your own :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-116071710563028605?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/116071710563028605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=116071710563028605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116071710563028605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116071710563028605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/10/joke-us-foreign-policy.html' title='Joke - US Foreign Policy'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-116049107244774618</id><published>2006-10-10T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T09:30:35.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love - Yours and Theirs' Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes when we are down, we always have that thoughts that we are useless, unwanted and unwelcome. This reminds me actually when I was small that everytime I got scolded by my dad I when straight into the room and cried. I cried and cried with the feeling that I am no longer loved by anyone. But the fact of the matter is that everyone love us, just that we don't see that with our own two naked eyes. Now that I am growing up, when I love somebody I will tell them that I love her/him/them, at every opportunity. In the mean time, before you intend to love someone you need to love yourself first and then able to love others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/frens.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/frens.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sekadar gambar hiasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Love yourself and thinks about others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At least 2 people in this world LOVE you so much they would DiE for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The only reason anyone would ever hate you is because they want to be just like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A SMiLE from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You mean the world to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If not for you, someone may not be living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You are special and unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Someone that you don't even know exists, loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good comes from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;11. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: you most likely turned your back on the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;12. When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you BELiEVE in yourself, probably, sooner or later, you will get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Always remember the compliments you received. FORGET about the rude remarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you have a GREAT FRiEND, take the time to let them know that they are great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-116049107244774618?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/116049107244774618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=116049107244774618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116049107244774618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/116049107244774618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/10/love-yours-and-theirs-perspective.html' title='Love - Yours and Theirs&apos; Perspective'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115941589553548726</id><published>2006-09-28T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T12:54:15.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hardwork - Does It Pay Off?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I must say that the last few months had been a  tough journey for me. In fact these last few weeks and this week actually has been a very tiring experience for me. There are so much demands out of me, mostly all the things that I like to do, things that are close to my heart, things that suit my needs and satisfaction in life, and things where I devoted my time, efforts and money with passion and dedication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who once asked me, does it pay off with all the hardwork I have done - with regards to all the time wasted and spent, fund flew from my pocket, lack of sleep and the feeling of fatigue all over. But I told him, I do it simply because I love doing it. It is my life and this is how I live my life - to the fullest that is. I also informed this dear friend of mine that I take every opportunity in life, I do as if there is no tomorrow, and I do it not just for my sake but also to the people around me, to the community that I share and breathe the air with, to the society in general and for the benefit of mankind at large. That was my answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amid all the tight schedule, the question is does it pay off. Indeed, it is quite hard to quantify if those hardwork really pays off. Sometimes the end results is intangible, those tangible results would be of satisfaction, recognition and a big smile(in fact huge) on my face when I hit the hay at bedtime. Indeed, I have a good health and fit from some of the hardwork I put up into during my spare time. Recognition is probablt most people wanted to see if they perform hardwork -  say if you are working your hardwork is paid with an increase in your payslip. I have a friend in the office used to complain how she worked really hard and never got a promotion. I told her, it will pay off sooner or later. I told her, I for one by citing an e.g, have been working hard and all my hardworks had only been fruitful after 3-4 years with a double increment in payslip and promotion (with a one and a half years arrears added into my salary!). Hardwork does pay off, just a matter of time, really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with regards to the activities that I do outside my office hour. In what way would that pay off. Is it really paying off? Would anybody recognise you and in what sense would one recognises your contribution? Would your hardwork make you a public figure, glamourously? Would that make you the centre of attention? Would that increase in your calls and smses in your mobile phone? Would you be having more friends or vice versa, or would that at the same time create and invite more enemy? Would people say thank you to you, or would that be so important? What would be the limit or boundary of your hardwork? - probably the most important to think of. Out of all these, the main question is, would you really need to be recognised for your contribution if such volunteerily work you are doing is meant to satisfy your passion and dedication, and the needs as part of your life fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a few incidents that has taken place a few months ago. In fact in my previous entries I mentioned that I enjoy having many friends around me. Not that I need them to enable me to live on but the enjoyment of sharing, laughing and spending times together at every possible time and space. To tell you the truth I almost lose a friend simply because I have so much hardwork spent on many events and tasks that cause me to spend little time with them. This bring me back to my earlier question in the previous paragraph. Would hardwork pays off? When would I consider that it is time to rest and possible settle down. I also have a friend who ask me a serious question, when would you rest from all your activities and think that time has come for me to get married, settle down, have kids and family? I can't answer to him, I just said I am not ready yet. He asked again, when would you be ready? I answered again, I don't know, but I hope and WISH that one day my brain, mind and body would send me a signal that I will shout out LOUD from my lung that I am ready to get married!, have a twin boys and a girl,  and lead a happy and prosperous family. I still wishing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a couple of incidents that take place in the last couple of week, I managed to wake up momentarily to ask myself that it is time to reflect, to reflect all my activities especially those not related to my work, those activities that I do which I thought I could have contributed and benefited to humanity in general and to societies/communities (friends, clubs, NGOs, dancing, choreographing, modelling, etc.) in particular. Of course I did it all simply because I enjoy doing it, I love doing it, there are my passion, hobbies, and and a way of life. But to what limit, I can't seem to foresee the line where I should stop or when I should rest. Above all, I am just an ordinary person having a big heart, unknowingly what lies ahead of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I dig into my collection of motivational essay, quotes and jokes, and stumbled on those below which I share to all of you. Happy Thursday people and luv ya ols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Important Things in Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that they were meant to be there, to serve some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson,or to help you figure out who you are or who you want to become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know who these people may be - a roommate, a neighbor, a professor, a friend, a lover, or even a complete stranger - but when you lock eyes with them, you know at that very moment they will affect your life in some profound way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes things happen to you that may seem horrible, painful,and unfair at first, but in reflection you find that without overcoming those obstacles you would have never realized your potential, strength, willpower, or heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illness, injury, love, lost moments of true greatness, and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of your soul. Without these small tests, whatever they may be, life would be like a smoothly paved straight flat road to nowhere. It would be safe and comfortable, but dull and utterly pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people you meet who affect your life, and the success and downfalls you experience, help to create who you are and who you become. Even the bad experiences can be learned from. In fact, they are sometimes the most important ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone loves you, give love back to them in whatever way you can,not only because they love you, but because in a way, they are teaching you to love and how to open your heart and eyes to things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone hurts you, betrays you, or breaks your heart, forgive them, for they have helped you learn about trust and the importance of being cautious to whom you open your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make every day count. Appreciate every moment and take from those moments everything that you possibly can for you may never be able to experience it again. Talk to people that you have never talked to before,and listen to what they have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let yourself fall in love, break free, and set your sights high. Hold your head up because you have every right to. Tell yourself you are a great individual and believe in yourself, for if you don't believe in yourself, it will be hard for others to believe in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can make anything you wish of your life. Create your own life and then go out and live it with absolutely no regrets. And if you love someone tell them, for you never know what tomorrow may have in store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quotes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for a while leave footprints on our heart and we never, ever the same - Tanya Cuva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everything you have missed, you have gained something else - Ralp Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things don't change. You change your way of looking, that's all - Carlos Castaneda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every disadvantage there is a correspondng advantage - W. Clement Stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of things lies not in the things themselves, but in our attitude towards them - Antoine de Saint Exupery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guillibility At Its Height&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A husband takes his wife to play her first game of golf. Of course, the wife promptly hacked her first shot right through the window of the biggest house adjacent to the course. The husband cringed, "I warned you to be careful! Now we'll have to go up there, find the owner,apologize and see how much your lousy drive is going to cost us." So the couple walked up to the house and knocked on the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A warm voice said, "Come on in." When they opened the door they saw the damage that was done: glass Was all over the place, and a broken antique bottle was lying on its side near the broken window. A man reclining on the couch asked, "Are you the people that broke my window?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh...yeah, sir. We're sure sorry about that," the husband replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, no apology is necessary. Actually I want to thank you. You see, I'm a genie, and I've been trapped in that bo ttle for a thousand years. Now that you've released me, I'm allowed to grant three wishes. I'll give you each one wish, but if you don't mind, I'll keep the last one for myself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, that's great!" the husband said. He pondered a moment and blurted out, "I'd like a million dollars a year for the rest of my life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No problem," said the genie. "You've got it, it's the least I can do. And I'll guarantee you a long, healthy life!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And now you, young lady, what do you want?" the genie asked. "I'd like to own a gorgeous home complete with servants in every country in the world," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Consider it done," the genie said. "And your homes will always be safe from fire, burglary and natural disasters!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And now," the couple asked in unison, "what's your wish, genie?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, since I've been trapped in that bottle and haven't been with a woman in more than a thousand years, my wish is to sleep with your wife."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband looked at his wife and said, "Gee, honey,you know we both now have a fortune, and all those houses. What do you think?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She mulled it over for a few moments and said, "You know, you're right. Considering our good fortune, I guess I wouldn't mind, but what about you, honey?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know I love you sweetheart," said the husband. "I'd do the same for you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the genie and the woman went upstairs where they spent the rest of the afternoon enjoying each other. The genie was insatiable. After about three hours of non-stop fun, the genie rolled over and looked directly into her eyes and asked, "How old are you and your husband?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why, we're both 35," she responded breathlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Really?! Thirty-five years old and both of you still believe in genies?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-115941589553548726?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115941589553548726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115941589553548726&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115941589553548726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115941589553548726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/09/hardwork-does-it-pay-off.html' title='Hardwork - Does It Pay Off?'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115925217822870719</id><published>2006-09-26T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T14:29:38.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teka Teki Hari Selesa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jum kita main teka-teki dulu, saja-saja. Tetapi sesiapa yang dapat memberi jawapan yang paling tepat dan terbanyak akan ku bagi sebuah hadiah. Sila gunakan email saya untuk menghantar jawapan anda ataupun guna ruangan 'comment' saja di bawah entri ini. Jawapan kebanyakkan berbentuk subjektif dan logik. Selamat mencuba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEKA-TEKI YANG PERLU DIBERI PENAMPAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Minyak apa yang disukai oleh lelaki?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Kuih apa yang bungkusnya di dalam, isinya di luar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Binatang apa power Karate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Siapa yang menemukan dompet kulit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Pintu apa yang walaupun dengan 10 org pun tak leh nak tolak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Saya ada 3 kepala, 4 tangan dan 5 kaki...siapakah saya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Apa dia 'Jauh di mata, dekat di hati'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Binatang apa yang seluruh anggota tubuhnya kat kepala?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Nenek siapa jalannya meloncat-loncat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Knapa lelaki jarang kena penyakit anjing gila?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Apa beza sekretari baik ngan sekretari kurang baik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Apa persamaan Michael Jordan ngan Michael Jackson?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Tukang apa yang kalau dipanggil, dia menjenguk ke atas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Nak mencari sikit punya susah, bila dah dapat buang, apa bendanya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Apa persamaan kain jemuran ngan telefon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Knapa pokok kelapa kat depan rumah harus ditebang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Gajah terbang dengan apa?&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/22171542-115925217822870719?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115925217822870719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115925217822870719&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115925217822870719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115925217822870719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/09/teka-teki-hari-selesa.html' title='Teka Teki Hari Selesa'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115880330847129554</id><published>2006-09-21T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T13:24:22.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Friends - One Glass of Milk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How many of us has the attitude that when we give someone a favour or something we expect something in return? This is one of my many collection of motivational essays which inspire me in many ways. Hope it can give you another perspective of what kindness is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/Clipboard01.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/Clipboard01.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Glass of Milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One day, a poor boy who was selling goods from door to door to pay his way through school, found he had only one thin dime left, and he was hungry. He decided he would ask for a meal at the next house. However, he lost his nerve when a lovely young woman opened the door. Instead of a meal he asked for a drink of water. She thought he looked hungry so brought him a large glass of milk. He drank it slowly, and then asked, How much do I owe you? You don't owe me anything, she replied. "Mother has taught us never to accept pay for a kindness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; He said..... "Then I thank you from  my heart."                                                        &lt;br /&gt;                                                             &lt;br /&gt;As Howard Kelly left that house, he not only felt stronger physically, but his faith in God and man was strong also. He had been ready to give up and quit. Many year's later that same young woman became critically ill. The local doctors were baffled! They finally sent her to the big city, where they called in specialists to study her rare disease. Dr. Howard Kelly was called in for the consultation. When he heard the name of the town she came from, a strange light filled his eyes. Imediately he rose and went down the hall of the hospital to her room. Dressed in his doctor's gown he went in to see her. He recognized her at once. He went back to the consultation room determined to do his best to save her life. From that day he gave special attention to her case. After a long struggle, the battle was won.&lt;br /&gt;                                                             &lt;br /&gt;Dr. Kelly requested the business office to pass the final bill to him for approval. He looked at it, then wrote something on the edge and the bill was sent to her room. She feared to open it, for she was sure it would take the rest of her life to pay for it all. Finally she looked, and something caught her attention on the side of the bill. She read these words .....&lt;br /&gt;"Paid in full with one glass of milk"&lt;br /&gt;(Signed) Dr. Howard Kelly.                                                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did you Answer Nunu?&lt;br /&gt;NO! Of course it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Mary. Read the question again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay, now the bonus round:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A mute person goes into a shop and wants to buy a toothbrush. By&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;imitating the action of brushing his teeth he successfully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;expresses himself to the shopkeeper and! the purchase is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Next, a blind man comes into the shop who wants to buy a pair of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sunglasses; how does HE indicate what he wants? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://itravelforu.blogspot.com/2006/05/jalan-jalan-cari-makan-hinava.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for answer.&lt;br /&gt;(Kindly go to the bottom of this entry to get the answer, TQ.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/22171542-115880330847129554?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115880330847129554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115880330847129554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115880330847129554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115880330847129554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-my-friends-one-glass-of-milk.html' title='To My Friends - One Glass of Milk'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115828590342531673</id><published>2006-09-15T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T10:05:03.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Reasons Not To Drink With "Friends"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got this particular email from one of my friends who happened to be one of my session drinking mates. She is quite good when it comes to drinking. In fact she even thought me how to stay sober when everyone's drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having friends to go into drinking session is excellent, BUT having friends who can't control themselves when intoxicated - thinking that they drink and won't get drunk is another matter! things may get a little nasty. One tends to brag big time when they drunk, or they touch or kiss you (regardless whether you're male of female), they dance like nobody's business, run here and there shouting out loud like it's their bedroom - a minority will just keep quiet, stay inside the car and sleep.  The funny part is how they walk, one would try to walk straight and act like they're going to market, but my oh my when you are drunk! you will probably be the best catwalk model on a runway. Here a food for thought of 13 reasons not to drink with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/image0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/image0011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/image0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/image0022.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/image0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/image0033.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/image0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/image0044.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/image0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/image0055.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/image0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/image0066.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/image0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/image0077.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/image0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/image0088.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/image0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/image0099.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/image01010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/image01010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/image01111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/image01111.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/image01212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/image01212.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the #1 reason not to drink with "friends"&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/image01313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/image01313.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All I have to say is.....I hope I don't have any "FRIENDS" like this!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-115828590342531673?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115828590342531673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115828590342531673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115828590342531673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115828590342531673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/09/13-reasons-not-to-drink-with-friends.html' title='13 Reasons Not To Drink With &quot;Friends&quot;'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115761393597587959</id><published>2006-09-07T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T15:38:41.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumba Latin Grill and Bar - Kota Kinabalu, Sabah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;LATINO&lt;br /&gt;RHYTHM,&lt;br /&gt;FLAVOUR,&lt;br /&gt;COLOUR&lt;br /&gt;AND FIESTA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Opening hours:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;5.00pm - 1.00am weekdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;5.00pm - 2.00am weekends &amp; public holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; The spices, sights and sounds of Latin America splash Sabahan shores as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Le&lt;/span&gt; Meridien Kota Kinabalu opens Rumba Latin Grill and Bar, the first Latin-themed dinner and dance outlet in all of Borneo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Located on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Le&lt;/span&gt; Meridien’s Sinsuran side, Rumba offers everything that you could hope to expect from Latin life: Cuban cigars, rum, spicy food, Spanish wine, and a lot of pulse-pounding jabanero-hot Latin music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumba features a band straight from Colombia, Tropicaribe. The four-piece group has toured all over Asia, having performed in India, Thailand, Kuala Lumpur, and most recently China. Jhon Torres, Diana Castromahecha, Eider Correa and Milton Villareal work to create a unique band of music that is authentically Latin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throwing salsa, meringue, cha cha cha, bolero, bachata, bossa nova and much more into their performance, the band is sure to keep you dancing all night long. Armed with a repertoire of over 400 songs, Tropicaribe is more that prepared to entertain, promising something delicious for both the eyes and ears each time you come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the buck certainly doesn’t stop there. Rumba has everything awesome about the Latin party lifestyle in full stock. A wide variety of dishes, snacks and spiced seafood barbecues that draw influence from the entire spectrum of Latin and South American food. Expect salsas, quesadillas and tortilla dishes aplenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An impressive spread of drinks us also available, with all the bar staples being present. Several wonderful wines shipped in from Spain, Chile, Argentina and Cuba are in stock and are meant to go well with both your dinner and your dancing, as will Rumba’s extensive collection of Cuban cigars. A whole slew of exciting cocktails, such as mojitos, caipirinhas and the always alluring daiquiri round out the selection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There is no better word in Spanish to describe the Latin lifestyle,” says the Westin Kuala Lumpur;s Alfredo Hernandez, Operations Manager for Food and Beverage, himself a Cuban national who came to help out with the Rumba’s opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Rumba’ means party, and we do that really well. We sing, we dance, if there are drinks, we drink, and if there’s food, we eat. The Latin concept is a wide one, allowing not just Cuban or Brazilian influence but all these cultures to come into play. The result will be great products and great entertainment.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Anybody who likes to have fun is invited to come to Rumba,” continues Le Meridien Kota Kinabalu’s General Manager Urs Weisskopf. “Anybody who likes to dance, to party, to have wine and dine will surely find Rumba a great place to be.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brace yourself for the best in Latin food, wine, music and entertainment, only at Rumba Latin Bar and Grill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;For further information:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Jalan Tun Fuad Stephens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Le &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Meridien Kota Kinabalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Sinsuran, 88000 Kota Kinabalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Sabah, Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Main TeL: (60 88) 322 222&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Main Fax: (60 88) 322 223&lt;/span&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/22171542-115761393597587959?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115761393597587959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115761393597587959&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115761393597587959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115761393597587959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/09/rumba-latin-grill-and-bar-kota.html' title='Rumba Latin Grill and Bar - Kota Kinabalu, Sabah'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115735606201789264</id><published>2006-09-04T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T16:07:36.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Friends - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/Clipboard05.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/Clipboard05.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have many friends, I must admit that! But I wonder sometimes if I have a true friend, a friend that I can really trust and share all my fond memories and thoughts. Having a circle of friends is a wonderful experience but keeping them is not as easy as ABC. Some are high maintenance while others take advantages of your kindness. Very unfortunate that there is no such thing as $ and cent when it comes to valuing a friend. Friendship forged over times sometimes bends and breaks in times of trouble and difficulty. Probably there is a truth on the saying that, 'He who walks in when others walk out is a True Friends', indeed. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I value and cherish all my friends equally the same to the best I can. I see them as one entitiy - FRIEND - whom I spend time with, laugh with, and share with. Never I would try to separate them from others nor do I isolate them from myself. As I am, they are also a friend to others in their circle of friends. I offer my friendship to all who offer the same. 'Friends are the Flowers of Life', a saying that reminds me that each and everyone of my friends come from different and distinct characteristics and personalities. They bring smiles and laughters when you are down and colour your life to the extent that you always look forward for something tomorrow. However, this is not a perfect world, some friends unlike others who are angels and teachers where we can learn something through our friendships with them, these so-called friends are the pain in the ass. They are the grouches friends who pull you down. They are the backstabbers, they are the separatists who would like to dominate certain of your friends away from you, they are simply the type of friends who one would categorise as ENEMY. But they are all still my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/Clipboard02.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/Clipboard02.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To My Friends Who Are .. SINGLE&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a butterfly. The more you chase it, the more it eludes you. But if you just let it fly, it will come to you when you least expect it. Love can make you happy but often it hurts, but love's only special when you give it to someone who is really worth it. So take your time and choose the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Friends Who Are .. NOT SO SINGLE&lt;br /&gt;Love isn't about becoming somebody else's 'perfect person.' It's about finding someone who helps you become the best person you can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Friends Who Are .. PLAYBOY/GIRL TYPE&lt;br /&gt;Never say 'I love you' if you don't care. Never talk about feelings if they aren't there. Never touch a life if you mean to break a heart. Never look in the eye when all you do is lie. The cruelest thing a guy can do to a girl is to let her fall in love when he doesn't intend to catch her fall and it works both ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/Clipboard03.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/Clipboard03.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To My Friends Who Are .. MARRIED&lt;br /&gt;Love is not about 'it's your fault', but 'I'm sorry.' Not 'where are you', but 'I'm right here.' Not 'how could you', but 'I understand.' Not 'I wish you were', but 'I'm thankful you are.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Friends Who Are .. ENGAGED&lt;br /&gt;The true measure of compatibility is not the years spent together but how&lt;br /&gt;good you are for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Friends Who Are .. HEARTBROKEN&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreaks last as long as you want and cut as deep as you allow them to go. The challenge is not how to survive heartbreaks but to learn from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/Clipboard04.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/Clipboard04.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To My Friends Who Are .. NAIVE&lt;br /&gt;How to be in love: Fall but don't stumble, be consistent but not too persistent, share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand, and get hurt but never keep the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Friends Who Are .. POSSESSIVE&lt;br /&gt;It breaks your heart to see the one you love happy with someone else but it's more painful to know that the one you love is unhappy with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Friends Who Are .. AFRAID TO CONFESS&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts when you break up with someone. It hurts even more when someone breaks up with you. But love hurts the most when the person you love has no idea how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/Clipboard01.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/Clipboard01.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To My Friends Who Are .. STILL HOLDING ON&lt;br /&gt;A sad thing about life is when you meet someone and fall in love, only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be and that you have wasted years on someone who wasn't worth it. If he isn't worth it now he's not going to be worth it a year or 10 years from now. Let go .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO ALL MY FRIENDS .......&lt;br /&gt;My wish for you is a man/women whose love is honest, strong, mature, never-changing, uplifting, protective, encouraging, rewarding and unselfish.&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/22171542-115735606201789264?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115735606201789264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115735606201789264&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115735606201789264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115735606201789264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-my-friends-part-1.html' title='To My Friends - Part 1'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115620966116142652</id><published>2006-08-22T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T09:28:10.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Siti Nurhaliza and Datuk K - The Dowry and Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Senarai Hantaran Pertunangan&lt;/span&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/dowry%20siti1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/dowry%20siti1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pemberian Khalid kepada Siti Nurhaliza, lima dulang hantaran bertema Adiwarna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kesemua dulang hantaran dihiasi menggunakan daun mengkuang&lt;br /&gt; serta songket tenunan Terengganu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Bunga rampai beserta sebentuk cincin tunang berjenama Bvlgari&lt;br /&gt;2. Seuntas emas putih beserta loket yang tertera nama&lt;br /&gt;Allah SWT yang ditempah khas dari Mekah&lt;br /&gt;3. Manisan&lt;br /&gt;4. Kain telekung serta sepasang jubah dari Jeddah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Tepak sirih&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/dowry%20siti2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/dowry%20siti2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pemberian Siti kepada Khalid, tujuh dulang hantaran bertemakan Sanggar Bayu.&lt;br /&gt;Kesemua hantaran baralaskan dulang perak yang melambangkan&lt;br /&gt;personaliti Khalid sebagai ahli korporat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Songket serta kain persalinan untuk baju Melayu.&lt;br /&gt;2. Wajik yang dibawa khas dari Kuala Lipis oleh keluarga Siti&lt;br /&gt;3. Sebiji kek&lt;br /&gt;4. Sejambak bunga mawar kuning&lt;br /&gt;5. Sejadah&lt;br /&gt;6. Al-Quran dihiasi dengan beberapa kepingan wang kertas&lt;br /&gt;7. Tepak sirih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Senarai Hantaran Perkahwinan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daripada Khalid kepada Siti, tujuh barang hantaran diletakkan di atas&lt;br /&gt;dulang emas bertemakan Azimat Cinta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Seutas ramai bersama loket berbentuk hati dengan&lt;br /&gt;seutas gelang berlian berjenama Chopard&lt;br /&gt;2. Seutas jam tangan daripada Roger Dubius yang diukir perkataan 'Love'&lt;br /&gt;3. Sepasang kain lace berwana cokelat bermanik&lt;br /&gt;4. Sebuah beg tangan berwarna putih berjenama Louis Vuitton&lt;br /&gt;5. Wang hantaran RM30,000 yang dibalut kain berwarna krim&lt;br /&gt;7. Sebiji kek berwarna putih.&lt;br /&gt;8. Makanan kegemaran Siti -- strawberi bersalut cokelat.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/dowry%20siti3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/dowry%20siti3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daripada Siti kepada Khalid, sembilan barang hantaran diletakkan di atas&lt;br /&gt;dulang perak bertemakan Sebenar Cinta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Sebentuk cincin berjenama Audemars Piguet&lt;br /&gt;2. Tali pinggan berjenama Baroni&lt;br /&gt;3. Dua pasang penyemat lengan baju berjenama Louis Vuitton&lt;br /&gt;4. Satu sut kot berjenama Cerimonia&lt;br /&gt;5. Satu set butang baju Melayu perak&lt;br /&gt;6. Seutas jam tangan berjenama Richard Mille&lt;br /&gt;7. Sebiji kek dihiasi sekeping gambar pasangan pengantin baru itu.&lt;br /&gt;8. Bunga rampai&lt;br /&gt;9. Sepasang baju Melayu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Courtesy: Syazwan of Lille&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/22171542-115620966116142652?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115620966116142652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115620966116142652&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115620966116142652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115620966116142652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/08/siti-nurhaliza-and-datuk-k-dowry-and.html' title='Siti Nurhaliza and Datuk K - The Dowry and Gifts'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115620852218478188</id><published>2006-08-22T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T09:02:02.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Siti Nurhaliza and Datuk K - Wedding of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/siti3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/siti3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Pautan kasih seorang isteri (foto The Star oleh Azhar Mahfof)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUALA LUMPUR:  Hanya dengan satu lafaz, Siti Nuhaliza Tarudin sah menjadi isteri Datuk Khalid Muhammad Jiwa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Majlis pernikahan yang menyusul majlis pertunangan mereka di Masjid Wilayah Persekutuan, Jalan Duta di sini, menempa sejarah apabila majlis itu pertama dipancarkan secara langsung ke seluruh negara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/siti5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/siti5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dari saat Siti melangkah tertib memasuki dewan Muslimat untuk majlis pertunangan dengan bertudung litup dan memakai baju kurung moden lace putih bertatahkan taburan batu biru dengan diiringi empat penyanyi latarnya, sehingga majlis selesai, segala-galanya disaksikan secara langsung oleh jutaan penonton TV3 yang diberikan hak penyiaran eksklusif majlis itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dalam hampir seluruhan majlis Siti kelihatan tenang, melainkan ketika dia memeluk ibu bapanya selepas disahkan sebagai isteri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/siti4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/siti4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bisikan seorang isteri... Apakah agaknya pesanan Siti kepada Khalid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasangan selebriti itu dinikahkan oleh Pendaftar Nikah, Cerai dan Rujuk Jabatan Agama Islam Wilayah Persekutuan Nasroddin Mat Daud dengan mas kahwin RM22,222 tunai, mengambil sempena tempoh 22 tahun, dua bulan, dan dua hari Al-Quran diturunkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarikh pernikahan pasangan itu hari ini juga jatuh pada hari Israk dan Mikraj iaitu 27 Rejab 1427.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di majlis pertunangannya, Siti duduk bagaikan puteri di pelamin “mahligai permata” sebelum majlis diteruskan dengan penuh adat istiadat Melayu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Majlis dimulakan dengan wakil dari kedua-dua pihak berbalas pantun dalam menyatakan hasrat meminang dan pinangan diterima. Ia diakhiri dengan ibu Khalid, Siti Zainab Hanafi menyarungkan cincin emas putih bertatahkan berlian ke jari manis Siti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak kelahiran Kampung Awah, Temerloh, Pahang itu menerima tujuh dulang hantaran daripada Khalid yang dinamakan sempena nama lagu popular Siti Nurhaliza "Cindai", mengandungi wang hantaran RM30,000, halwa, kitab al-Quran dan bunga rampai, set permata, kain lace, beg tangan dan seutas jam tangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siti Nurhaliza pula membalas hantaran Khalid dengan sembilan dulang bertemakan lagunya "Sebenar Cinta", terdiri daripada bunga rampai, kain sampin songket, butang baju Melayu, jam tangan, cincin, kek, tali pinggang beserta dompet, cufflink dan sut tuksedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/siti2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/siti2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Siti melambai kepada jurugambar sewaktu sidang media selepas majlis pernikahannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas akad selesai, Khalid menyarungkan cincin berlian bermata satu ke jari manis Siti sebagai simbol membatalkan air sembahyang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siti kemudian dua kali memeluk erat bapanya Tarudin Ismail sebelum bersalaman dengan ahli keluarga yang lain diikuti kemudiannya oleh suaminya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetamu kehormat termasuklah Tengku Muda Pahang Tengku Abdul Rahman dan isteri Che Julita Aishah, Yang Dipertua Negeri Melaka Tun Khalil Yaakob dan isteri Toh Puan Zurina Kassim serta isteri Timbalan Perdana Menteri Datin Seri Rosman Mansor kemudian dijamukan dengan makan tengah hari di masjid berkenaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majlis persandingan pasangan itu akan berlangsung di Pusat Konvensyen Kuala Lumpur Isnin depan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bercakap dengan lebih 100 wartawan tempatan dan Indonesia di dewan Muslimat masjid itu selepas jamuan tengahari, Siti berkata beliau melangkah masuk ke fasa baru dalam kehidupannya sebagai isteri dengan penuh tekad akan meneruskan kerjaya seninya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Siti akan cuba jadi isteri yang baik dan pada masa yang sama menjadi wanita yang berkerjaya. Siti tahu, banyak yang perlu Siti pelajari kini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tapi Siti percaya, dengan bimbingan daripada suami, insyallah, Siti mampu melakukannya," katanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Khalid pula berjanji beliau tidak akan menghalang Siti daripada terus bergiat di bidang seni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Saya tidak akan menghalang kerjaya Siti sebagai seorang penyanyi," tegasnya sambil berkali-kali memanjatkan kesyukuran kerana majlis pernikahannya selesai dalam keadaan sempurna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menyerlahkan senyuman puas kerana segalanya berjalan lancar, Siti tanpa segan mengakui bagaimana beliau dihantui perasaan bimbang dan berdebar-debar sebaik tiba di masjid untuk diijabkabulkan dengan pilihan hatinya itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Siti hanya mampu berselawat dan Alhamdulillah, dengan sekali lafaz oleh Datuk Khalid, Siti kini sudah sah menjadi isteri kepadanya," tambahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pasangan itu yang agak keberatan memberikan sebarang butiran mengenai destinasi bulan madu mereka serta perancangan hidup mereka sebagai suami isteri meninggalkan Masjid Wilayah Persekutuan menaiki kenderaan berbeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Courtesy: The Star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-115620852218478188?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115620852218478188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115620852218478188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115620852218478188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115620852218478188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/08/siti-nurhaliza-and-datuk-k-wedding-of.html' title='Siti Nurhaliza and Datuk K - Wedding of the Year'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115586612130590584</id><published>2006-08-18T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T10:05:13.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Sleep When The Wind Blows?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since today is a rather special day for me, I am sharing this story just to get ourselves prepared in time of difficulties.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/sleep%20wind%20blows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/sleep%20wind%20blows.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Years ago, a farmer owned land along the Atlantic seacoast. He constantly advertised for hired hands. Most people were reluctant to work on farms along the Atlantic. They dreaded the awful storms that raged across the Atlantic, wreaking havoc on the buildings and crops. As the farmer interviewed applicants for the job, he received A steady stream of refusals.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                                                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, a short, thin man, well past middle age, approached the farmer. "Are you a good farm hand?" the farmer asked him. "Well, I can sleep when the wind blows," answered the little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although puzzled by this answer, the farmer, desperate for help, Hired him. The little man worked well around the farm, busy from dawn to dusk, and the farmer felt satisfied with the man's work. Then one night the wind howled loudly in from offshore. Jumping out of bed, the farmer grabbed a lantern and rushed next door to the hired hand's sleeping quarters. He shook the little man and yelled, "Get up! A storm is coming! Tie things down before they blow away!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; The little man rolled over in bed and said firmly, "No sir. I told you, I can sleep when the wind blows."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Enraged by the response, the farmer was tempted to fire him on the spot. Instead, he hurried outside to prepare for the storm. To his amazement, he discovered that all of the haystacks had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; been covered with tarpaulins. The cows were in the barn, the chickens were in the coops, and the doors were barred. The shutters were tightly secured. Everything was tied down.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   &lt;br /&gt;Nothing could blow away. The farmer then understood what his hired hand meant, so he returned to his bed to also sleep while the wind blew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're prepared, spiritually, mentally, and physically, you have nothing to fear. Can you sleep when the wind blows through your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The hired hand in the story was able to sleep because he had secured the farm against the storm. We secure ourselves against the storms of life by grounding ourselves in the Word of God. We don't need to understand, we just need to hold His hand to have peace in the middle of storms.&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/22171542-115586612130590584?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115586612130590584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115586612130590584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115586612130590584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115586612130590584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/08/can-you-sleep-when-wind-blows.html' title='Can You Sleep When The Wind Blows?'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115517153604015971</id><published>2006-08-10T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T08:58:56.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Hurts, ... sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guys, just be extra careful if you love to sleep around on a ONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/1pic04966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/1pic04966.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/2pic07376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/2pic07376.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/3pic13931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/3pic13931.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/4pic26308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/4pic26308.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/5pic16944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/5pic16944.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/6pic32439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/6pic32439.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-115517153604015971?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115517153604015971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115517153604015971&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115517153604015971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115517153604015971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/08/love-hurts-sometimes.html' title='Love Hurts, ... sometimes'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115509691323849387</id><published>2006-08-09T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T12:42:04.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hardworks Always Pay Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/1701hopeb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/1701hopeb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was watching the Oprah Winfrey Show the other night about this first woman President in Africa telling her ups and downs that she had gone through really captured my attention. She's from Liberia. In retrospect, it reminded me about the Fleming/Churchill story I kept in my collection. I thought I would share it with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog. There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and terrifying death. The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to repay you," said the nobleman. "You saved my son's life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I can't accept payment for what I did," the Scottish farmer replied, waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of the family hovel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is that your son?" the nobleman asked. "Yes," the farmer replied proudly. "I'll make you a deal. Let me provide him with the level of education my son will enjoy. If the lad is anything like his father, he'll no doubt grow to be a man we both will be proud of." And that he did. Farmer Fleming's son attended the very best schools and in time, he graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years afterward, the same nobleman's son who was saved from the bog was stricken with pneumonia. What saved his life this time? Penicillin. The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His son's name? Sir Winston Churchill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone once said: What goes around comes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work like you don't need the money. Love like you've never been hurt. Dance like nobody's watching. Sing like nobody's listening. Live like it's Heaven on Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-115509691323849387?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115509691323849387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115509691323849387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115509691323849387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115509691323849387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/08/hardworks-always-pay-off.html' title='Hardworks Always Pay Off'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115388266874103213</id><published>2006-07-26T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T10:57:48.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIPS Mencegah Kecurian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tips menghalang kecurian seperti yang diberi oleh Polis DiRaja Malaysia.  &lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            1. Jangan biarkan anak-anak tidur di ruang tamu seorang diri (Mereka mungkin menggunakan anak sebagai tebusan).&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            2. Kunci atau sorokkan semua pisau-pisau yang terdapat di dapur sebelum tidur (Kesemua kes kecurian di dapati pisau hilang dan menurut polis mereka akan mencari pisau dahulu sebelum mencuri bertujuan untuk melindungi diri mereka).&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            3. Sekiranya terdengar/terlihat paip air di luar rumah terbuka pada tengah malam (pukul 12 ke atas), jangan keluar rumah untuk menutup paip tersebut kerana ini adalah taktik terbaru mereka di mana mereka telah menunggu diluar pintu rumah untuk masuk (Kes terbaru berlaku di Dungun dan PJ).&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            4. Beritahu anak-anak sekiranya hendak ke tandas (jika tandas jauh) di waktu tengah malam, kejutkan ibubapa untuk bersama mereka.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            5. Jangan simpan barang-barang kemas di dalam almari baju (Cara lama...). &lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            6. Bawa alarm kereta bersama semasa tidur, in case terjaga tengah malam, cuba on and offkan balik untuk menakutkan pencuri (Menandakan kita sentiasa alert).&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            7. Tekan button merah alarm kereta anda jika anda suspect pencuri sudah masuk ke dalam rumah.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            8. Sekiranya terlihat orang-orang yang agak aneh dan asing di kawasan rumah anda, sila dapatkan plet no motor/kereta mereka (Selalunya naik motor dan mereka ni biasanya berdua, setiap kali kita lalu depan mereka, mereka akan menundukkan kepala).&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            9. Pesan kepada jiran, sekiranya ada sesiapa yang datang ke rumah kita dan mengaku saudara kita bertujuan untuk mengambil barang-barang, jangan benarkan, beri nombor telefor pejabat anda kepada jiran supaya mereka boleh double check dengan kita.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            10. Semasa tidur, pastikan handphone anda berada di sisi atau pastikan juga Cordless Phone anda berada di sisi anda ataupun sambungkan satu extension dalam kamar tidur anda. Ini memudahkan anda membuat panggilan kecemasan sekiranya anda terasa kehadiran pencuri di dalam rumah anda.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            11. Adakan senarai nombor telefon kecemasan seperti polis, bomba ,991 atau sebagainya. Pastikan nombor-nombor ini disimpan dalam handphone anda. Kalau boleh, hafalkan nombor tersebut. Ini memudahkan anda membuat panggilan telefon.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            12. Kalau berkemampuan, pasangkan alat pengesan kecurian di rumah atau automatik alarm.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            13. Lampu porch &amp; lampu belakang rumah sepatutnya terpasang secara automatik bila malam, baik semasa kita ada di rumah atau pergi vacation.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            14. Kalau cuti lama, pesan jiran kutip surat2 dlm mail box. Mail box yg penuh membantu pencuri menghidu ketiadaan tuan rumah.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            15. Kalau kawasan anda kerap berlaku kecurian, buat permohonan rasmi dari Balai Polis berdekatan supaya ada anggota polis buat rondaan yang kerap di kawasan anda.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            16. Kereta Proton adalah paling mudah dicuri. Kalau kereta anda brand new, sekurang-kurangnya anda perlu lock gear &amp;amp; stering sebelum tidur (Sebenarnya masih boleh dicuri, tetapi akan berjaya melambatkan pencuri).&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            17. Kalau ada anak-anak perempuan, sebaik-baiknya pintu biliknya dikunci dari dalam (Sebab ada pencuri yg mengambil kesempatan seksual) dan anda perlu ada kunci pendua in case berlaku kebakaran.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            18. Sekurang-kurangnya simpan kayu hoki atau baseball di bawah katil anda buat mempertahankan diri dari pencuri yang ganas.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            19. Jangan letak kunci bawah pasu bunga/mail box/alang pintu/tepi tingkap bila keluar (Pencuri dah lama tau taktik ni...). Lebih selamat beri pada jiran yang kita kenal rapat.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            20. Kalau sewa rumah baru pastikan anda tukar padlock baru, mana tau bekas-bekas penyewa lama simpan kunci pendua.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            21. Kurangkan pendedahan dan pergaulan anda dengan pakerja asing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-115388266874103213?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115388266874103213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115388266874103213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115388266874103213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115388266874103213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/07/tips-mencegah-kecurian.html' title='TIPS Mencegah Kecurian'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115380348040525781</id><published>2006-07-25T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T12:58:00.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Actor Hani Mohsin Dies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actor Hani Mohsin Hanafi, 43, collaped and died at the low-cost carrier terminal in Sepang at 9.30am while waiting to board a flight to Alor Setar on Tuesday. Mohsin was traveling with his nine-year-old daughter Hani Karmila -- from his previous marriage to Datin Seri Tiara Jacquelina -- when he complained of chest pains before collapsing. Hani Karmila immediately called her mother, who rushed to the airport with husband Datuk Seri Effendi Norwawi. Mohsin's remains have been brought to hospital for an autopsy. Mohsin was the host of popular TV game show Roda Impian before his death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelakon dan pengacara Roda Impian Hani Mohsin Hanafi meninggal dunia dipercayai akibat serangan jantung pada pukul 9.30 pagi tadi. Mohsin, 43, ketika itu berada di terminal Low Cost Carrier di KLIA, Sepang untuk penerbangan ke Alor Setar, Kedah bersama-sama anaknya Hani Karmila, 9 tahun. Mohsin mengadu sakit dada dan kemudiannya rebah. Hani Karmila kemudiannya menelefon ibunya Datin Seri Tiara Jacquelina. Tiara dan suaminya Datuk Seri Effendi Norwawi kemudian bergegas ke terminal tersebut. Jenazah Mohsin akan dibawa ke hospital untuk dibedah siasat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: The Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Semoga Allah mencucuri rahmat ke atas Allahyarham"&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/22171542-115380348040525781?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115380348040525781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115380348040525781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115380348040525781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115380348040525781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/07/actor-hani-mohsin-dies.html' title='Actor Hani Mohsin Dies'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115380255807639569</id><published>2006-07-25T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T12:42:38.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Universe 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/Miss%20Universe%202006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/Miss%20Universe%202006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MISS PUERTO RICO, ZULEYKA RIVERA CROWNED MISS UNIVERSE 2006 DURING LIVE NBC TELECAST ON JULY 23RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los Angeles, California, July 23, 2006 - This evening, during one of the year's most exciting live television events, a star-studded panel of judges chose Zuleyka Rivera, Miss Puerto Rico, as MISS UNIVERSE® 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 18-year-old delegate from Puerto Rico was crowned at the conclusion of the 55th Annual broadcast on NBC live from Los Angeles, California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Access Hollywood's Nancy O'Dell and actor/singer Carlos Ponce (7th Heaven), hosted the live telecast from the Shrine Auditorium in Los Angeles, California. Commentary was provided by Carson Kressley of Bravo's Queer Eye along with Miss USA 2004, Shandi Finnessey throughout the live telecast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Universe 2006 was chosen by an international judging panel which included NBC's Las Vegas star James Lesure; NBC's latest winner from The Apprentice, Sean Yazbeck; renowned fashion photographer Patrick McMullan; Project Runway winner Santino Rice; NBC's Deal or No Deal briefcase model Claudia Jordan; Telemundo's Al Rojo Vivo anchor Maria Celeste Arraras; former Miss Universe Amelia Vega; television writer/creator Marc Cherry; former Miss Teen USA and actress, Bridgette Wilson Sampras; comedian Tom Green and former Dallas Cowboys running back Emmitt Smith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the two-hour event, the delegates competed in three categories; swimsuit, evening gown and interview. During these competitions the "Top Five" finalists were selected before the crowning. Natalie Glebova, Miss Universe 2005, crowned her successor at the conclusion of the two-hour primetime telecast, before an estimated worldwide viewing audience of more than 600 hundred million in over 180 countries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-115380255807639569?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115380255807639569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115380255807639569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115380255807639569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115380255807639569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/07/miss-universe-2006.html' title='Miss Universe 2006'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115345266093015110</id><published>2006-07-21T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T11:31:00.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke - Hippie and the Nun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hippie and the Nun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This hippie is on a bus and sees a very attractive nun. He says to the nun "I would love to sleep with you!" The nun shocked and appauled by this, slaps the hippie in the face and gets off the bus. The bus driver over hears this and says "Hey, if you really want to sleep with the nun I have an idea."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curious the hippie listens. Bus Driver says: "At three O'clock every Tuesday she goes to the cemetery to pray. Go and get a mask and some glow paint and appear to her and say you are God!" The hippie takes this into consideration and decides to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next Tuesday the hippie dresses up and just like the bus driver said the nun arrived and&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/804820050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/804820050.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gets off the bus. The hippie {dressed like God} appears to the nun and says "I have been listening to all your prays, now you must have sex with me". The nun says that she would still like to remain a virgin and if she could have anal sex. The hippie agrees and they .... well you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So .... when they are finished the hippie rips off his mask and says "HA, I'm not God, I'm the Hippie!  Then the Nun ripes off her mask and says "HA, I'm not the Nun .... I'm the bus driver! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-115345266093015110?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115345266093015110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115345266093015110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115345266093015110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115345266093015110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/07/joke-hippie-and-nun.html' title='Joke - Hippie and the Nun'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115254541574364057</id><published>2006-07-10T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T12:45:06.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali, Indonesia - A Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These are reviews on my recent trip to Bali, Indonesia from 25-30 June 2006. For more information or details of each of the reviews please click on the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jasonjaypics.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bali - Pictures Umpat a Thousand Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang bilang 'pictures tell a thousand words/actions' but kebanyakkan ni pictures semua dalam adegan posing-posing, anyway saja bah ni mau taruh as entry abis lama suda ni pictures blog inda terupdate. Click &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://jasonjaypics.blogspot.com/2006/07/bali-pictures-umpat-thousand-words.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for direct link to the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://itravelforu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bali - The Maccaroni Club&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jln Legian's resident temple of cool features oh-so-trendy lounge music, exotic flowers, hip decor and scrumptious Italian eats. There's wi-fi internet access for the media savvy,live music every night and a valet to park the motorbikes you have just hired. Click &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://itravelforu.blogspot.com/2006/07/bali-maccaroni-club.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for direct link on this review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://itravelforu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bali - Libur-libur di Indonesia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gue mohon ampun yang entry kali ini bisa dikarang dalam Bahasa Bali … oops Bahasa Indonesia. Ini kali ke-2 gue bersama teman-teman berlibur di Bali. Cuma kali ini liburannya lebih panjang sedikit. Click &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://itravelforu.blogspot.com/2006/07/bali-libur-libur-di-indonesia.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for direct link on this review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://itravelforu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bali - Her Common Features&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being a traveler it doesn’t take me long to notice the common features found in Bali. Here are some of the commonest stuff the moment you step your foot in beautiful Bali. Click &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://itravelforu.blogspot.com/2006/07/bali-her-common-features.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for direct link on this review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://itravelforu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trip to Bali, Indonesia - The Asian Tour&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since most of my previous trips were mainly in UK and continental Europe I will be visiting more and more of the Asian countries in my next few years on holidays. I visited Bali Indonesia, Singapore and Brunei Darusalam last year and this year (2006) I have just returned from my repeat trip to Bali. Click &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://itravelforu.blogspot.com/2006/07/trip-to-bali-indonesia-asian-tour.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for direct link on this review.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-115254541574364057?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115254541574364057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115254541574364057&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115254541574364057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115254541574364057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/07/bali-indonesia-review.html' title='Bali, Indonesia - A Review'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115220346833654887</id><published>2006-07-07T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T14:44:58.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIFA World Cup 2006 - Meet the French Squad</title><content type='html'>Rank   8&lt;br /&gt;Group  G&lt;br /&gt;World Cup Appearances  11&lt;br /&gt;Best Performance  Won(1998)&lt;br /&gt;In 2002          Round 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/_41836574_zz220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/_41836574_zz220.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How ironical is it? For 76 years the World Cup Trophy has borne the name of a Frenchman (Jules Rimet) but the French have laid hands on it just once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 12th July 1998, a 26-year-old from Marseille (Zinedine Zidane) became the toast of the nation when he scored the two most important goals of his life that yielded the great nation of France its first World Cup. On that night, the might of Brazil were made to look ordinary by Les Bleus as they cantered home to a 3-0 victory at the Stade de France in Saint-Denis. Zinedine Zidane netted in two first half goals and then Petit Emmanuel hit the final nail in Brazil's coffin with his 90th minute strike. A million ecstatic Frenchmen and women danced all night long on the famous Champs Elysees in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/_41852386_barthez416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/_41852386_barthez416.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two years later, similar scenes were unfolded at Rotterdam when France defeated Italy 2-1 to win the EURO 2000. There were no doubts as to who were the kings of world football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The win at the '98 World Cup was indeed a reward for a nation that has produced greats like Fontaine, Platini, and Giresse but never clinched the Jules Rimet Trophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/_41852450_zin416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/_41852450_zin416.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Four years later, the French came to Korea-Japan to defend their title but got knocked out in the first round. So disappointing were the French that they became the first defending champions to bow out of the tournament without scoring a single goal. Similar stories unfolded at EURO 2004, when they lost to Greece in the quarter-finals. From being Kings of world football, the French were reduced to paupers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/_41852584_henrysave416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/_41852584_henrysave416.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Qualifying for the 2006 World Cup was never a problem but Raymond Domenech's men were far from impressive in their qualification campaign. France topped their group with 20 points from 10 games that included 5 wins and an equal number of draws. Though they remained undefeated, the two drawn games against lowly-ranked Israel were very disappointing. Their failure to beat Switzerland too was a let down. To add insult to injury, the Bleus suffered a shock 2-1 defeat at the hands of Slovakia in a friendly in March, 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/_41852632_france416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/_41852632_france416.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In Germany, it would be fair to say that France don't start as the outright favourites but they cannot be written off completely. Raymond Domenech's side is filled with some of the best players in the world. In Arsenal's Thierry Henry, France have the best striker in Europe. With an ageing Zidane struggling with form, Henry is expected to play the pivotal role for his side. In addition to Henry, France have the services of seasoned striker David Trezeguet and the young Luis Saha of Manchester United. The likes of Gallas, Sagnol and Silvestre will don the defensive duties but with Thuram coming out of retirement, the French defence looks a lot more solid. France's captain Vieira alongwith Zidane will play the key role in midfield. Goalkeeping is one area where the French will be worried as Fabien Barthez continues to be an enigma. At times he is brilliant and at times he's ordinary. However, Raymond Domanech will hope that 'Germany 2006' will be the time when Barthez and all his mates produce a brilliant performance. If the Bleus put in a brilliant display at Germany, then a million ecstatic Frenchmen and women will once again be dancing all night long on the famous Champs Elysees in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goalkeepers :Fabien Barthez, Gregory Coupet, Mickael Landreau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defenders :Eric Abidal, Jean-Alain Boumsong, Pascal Chimbonda, William Gallas, Gael Givet, Willy Sagnol, Mikael Silvestre, Lilian Thuram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midfielders :Vikash Dhorasoo, Alou Diarra, Claude Makelele, Florent Malouda, Patrick Vieira, Zinedine Zidane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forwards :Djibril Cisse, Thierry Henry, Franck Ribery, Louis Saha, David Trezeguet, Sylvain Wiltord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of 2006 FIFA World Cup&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/22171542-115220346833654887?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115220346833654887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115220346833654887&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115220346833654887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115220346833654887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/07/fifa-world-cup-2006-meet-french-squad.html' title='FIFA World Cup 2006 - Meet the French Squad'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115220327544326950</id><published>2006-07-07T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T14:27:49.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIFA World Cup 2006 - Meet the Italian Squad</title><content type='html'>Rank   13&lt;br /&gt;Group  E&lt;br /&gt;World Cup Appearances  15&lt;br /&gt;Best Performance  Won (1934, 1938, 1982)&lt;br /&gt;In 2002          Round of 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/capt.ajm10206141212.wcup_world_cup_soccer_italy_ajm102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/capt.ajm10206141212.wcup_world_cup_soccer_italy_ajm102.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When on song no one plays the 'Beautiful Game' as beautifully as the Italians. Holders of three World Cup titles, the Azzurri will make their 16th World Cup appearance when they travel to Germany in 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/italian%203948768825%20luca%20toni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/italian%203948768825%20luca%20toni.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Italians won their first Jules Rimet trophy in 1934 on home soil. Fours years later in France, they became the first nation to successfully defend their crown and their third title came in 1982. Since then Italy's attempt for a fourth title have proved futile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Qualifying for the World Cup was never going to be an issue but Italy did suffer few scary moments. Playing in their first qualifier at home, Italy conceded a goal in the very first minute to Norway before Daniele De Rossi levelled the score in the fourth minute. Just when it appeared that the game was heading for a draw, Luca Toni struck in the 79th minute to save the day for the Italians. This was followed by another unconvincing win against lowly Moldova. Then came the moment of shame when the Italians lost to unfancied opponents Slovenia. The Italians barely avoided defeat when they beat Belarus 4-3 at home. Thereafter, the Italians were on a roll winning 4 out of their remaining 6 matches to top the group - a good five points clear of second-placed Norway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/italy%203707644721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/italy%203707644721.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Traditionally, the Italian gameplan has revolved around their strong defence and counter-attacks. Once a goal is scored, the Italians defend it till death. However, over the years this trend has shown a decline with more and more quality strikers leaving their mark in Italian football. The likes of Roberto Baggio, Dino Zoff, Vieri have been trendsetters inspiring a generation of young attacking footballers to come around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/italy%202449283471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/italy%202449283471.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Italy's poor performance in the 2002 World Cup and the first round exit at EURO 2004 led to the resignation of manager Giovanni Trapattoni. Former Juventus coach Marcelo Lippi took charge of an Italian squad that looked in complete disarray. Change was the need of the hour and Lippi did that precisely. Out went regular strikers Vieri and Del Pierro and in came nine new players - Cristian Zaccardo, Andrea Barzagli, Giorgio Chiellini, Daniele De Rossi, Manuele Blasi, Mauro Esposito, Luca Toni, Alberto Gilardino and Vincenzo Iaquinta - and together they accounted for eight of the 15 goals scored by Italy on the road to Germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/italy%201915072023%20francesco%20totti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/italy%201915072023%20francesco%20totti.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In a short period of time, these youngsters have not only cemented their place in the side but have also laid to rest all fears of a decline in Italian football. The youngsters no doubt have come of age but the seniors too have a role to play if Italy are to triumph at Germany. The likes of Totti, Del Pierro, Cannavora, Zambrotta, Nesta will all look to inspire the younger lot with their class and experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Germany 2006, the Italians find themselves placed in Group E alongwith World's No.2 side Czech Republic, the USA and Ghana. On paper, the Italians are expected to go through the next round comfortably but coach Marcelo Lippi will take guard against any complacency that has often proved to be their undoing in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italy fired a warning to all with a 4-1 demolition of Germany in a friendly at Florance. Lippi will hope that his team will continue this demolition act in Germany. If things unfold in the same manner, then stopping Italy from winning their fourth World Cup will prove to be a very difficult task for any side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goalkeepers :Gianluigi Buffon (Juventus), Angelo Peruzzi (Lazio), Marco Amelia (Livorno)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defenders :Massimo Oddo (Lazio), Cristian Zaccardo (Palermo), Marco Materazzi (Inter Milan), Andrea Barzagli (Palermo), Alessandro Nesta (AC Milan), Fabio Cannavaro (Juventus), Gianluca Zambrotta (Juventus), Fabio Grosso (Palermo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midfielders :Mauro Camoranesi (Juventus), Gennaro Gattuso (AC Milan), Andrea Pirlo (AC Milan), Simone Perrotta (Roma), Daniele De Rossi (Roma), Simone Barone (Palermo), Francesco Totti (Roma)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forwards :Luca Toni (Fiorentina), Alberto Gilardino (AC Milan), Filippo Inzaghi (AC Milan), Alessandro Del Piero (Juventus), Vincenzo Iaquinta (Udinese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of 2006 FIFA World Cup Website&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/22171542-115220327544326950?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115220327544326950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115220327544326950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115220327544326950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115220327544326950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/07/fifa-world-cup-2006-meet-italian-squad.html' title='FIFA World Cup 2006 - Meet the Italian Squad'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115215086809680398</id><published>2006-07-06T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T11:20:09.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIFA World Cup 2006 - The Arrogant French</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ohh nooo ... not the french again! I was hoping the portugese will win and eventually meet the italian at the World Cup Final. However, as this will be the last apperance of Zinedine Zidane, what a heck. I am hoping the french team to lose as I am placing my bet to the fashionable italians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ask my why, I never seem to like the french very much. I had this scar on my skin that the french are arrogant people. They were known to be very patriotic that tourists had a hard time communicating with them in English, unless you know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;francais&lt;/span&gt; then most likely you will be entertained when you have queries and what nots. We were in Spain few years back when our car broke down - we called the AA technicians to fix the car who happened to be French and he refused to help provided we speak in French. Now that tiny incidence stuck into me for a long time even how good they are in football they will never get my support. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(although I love ballet, Paris and the french riveira, the french accent, and all the fashion stuff in France, ooopppsss!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since this is World Cup and the french are in the Final, here are some pictures of the squad in action. Pictures are courtesy of FIFA World Cup, 2006. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/1after%20pelaty%20kick%20that%20brough%20the%20french%20to%20final%20of%20world%20cup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/1after%20pelaty%20kick%20that%20brough%20the%20french%20to%20final%20of%20world%20cup.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A penalty kick executed by Zidane that brought the squad to meet the Italainos.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/1azidane%20congratulated%20by%20henry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/1azidane%20congratulated%20by%20henry.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zidane congratulated by Henry.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/2goalscorer%20against%20brazil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/2goalscorer%20against%20brazil.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The goalscorer against Brazil.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/3hand%20shake%20fr%20zidane%20after%20defeating%20brazil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/3hand%20shake%20fr%20zidane%20after%20defeating%20brazil.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A congrats from the Brazilian enroute to the semi-final.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/4a%20child%20painted%20his%20face%20with%20zidane%20nickname.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/4a%20child%20painted%20his%20face%20with%20zidane%20nickname.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A young fan painted his face with Zidane's nickname.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/5french%20squad%20during%20training%20session%20in%20hameln.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/5french%20squad%20during%20training%20session%20in%20hameln.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The french squad during training session in Hameln.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/6goalkeepers%20coupet%20and%20barthez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/6goalkeepers%20coupet%20and%20barthez.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; French goalkeepers Coupet and Barthez.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/7both%20red%20during%20training%20session.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/7both%20red%20during%20training%20session.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Both red Zizou and Henry during training session.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/8philippe%20mexes%20of%20france%20and%20roma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/8philippe%20mexes%20of%20france%20and%20roma.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Philippe Mexes who is also playing for Roma.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/9thierry%20henry%20poses%20with%20player%20of%20the%20season%20award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/9thierry%20henry%20poses%20with%20player%20of%20the%20season%20award.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thierry Henry poses with Player of the Season Award in North London.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/9udjibril%20cisse%20-%20i%20like%20the%20tattoo%20what%20can%20i%20say.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/9udjibril%20cisse%20-%20i%20like%20the%20tattoo%20what%20can%20i%20say.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Djibril Cisse - I like the tattoo what can I say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-115215086809680398?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115215086809680398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115215086809680398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115215086809680398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115215086809680398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/07/fifa-world-cup-2006-arrogant-french.html' title='FIFA World Cup 2006 - The Arrogant French'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115205972555632331</id><published>2006-07-05T08:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T22:12:33.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIFA World Cup 2006 - The Fashionable Italians</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ohhh Yes, the italian team is in the final of the World Cup. Poor German losing it at home ground. However the game was excellent and what counts is that I am hoping the Portugese will march to the final too. It would be great to see both my favourite teams in action (apart from Brazil that was).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to the topic - what fascinated me about the Italianos is that there are so fashionable and trendy. They have taste and sense of style. Not just that, they are presentable - and- not just famous Italian celebrities, models and athletes, but also the Italian public in general. The ladies love make-ups and the men are just fashion-conscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below, Dolce &amp; Gabbana have wrangled five gorgeous Italian footballers to model their latest underwear in a new campaign for the Spring/Summer collection 2006: Manuele Blasi, Gennaro Gattuso, Andrea Pirlo, Gianluca Zambrotta, Fabio Cannavaro. If their names alone aren't sexy enough, here they are in all their glory (well, most of it). Again, this entry is dedicated to my friends Ms. K and L for the only reason they love football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/italian%20model%201%20dgad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/italian%20model%201%20dgad1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/italian%20model%202%20dgad2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/italian%20model%202%20dgad2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/italian%20model%203%20dgad3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/320/italian%20model%203%20dgad3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-115205972555632331?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115205972555632331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115205972555632331&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115205972555632331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115205972555632331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/07/fifa-world-cup-2006-fashionable.html' title='FIFA World Cup 2006 - The Fashionable Italians'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115102308670826128</id><published>2006-06-23T08:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T08:39:42.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIFA World Cup 2006 - BRAZIL will be the Winner!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/brazil%203674348654%20ronaldo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/brazil%203674348654%20ronaldo.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you believe in co-incidence or superstitious then Brazil is a definite WINNER of the FIFA 2006 World Cup. But having seen the Brazilian team in their Round 1 matches, most sport pundits are placing their bet on this South American team as the favourite to win. In fact, the sport bets I posted earlier also pointing to the Brazilian team to win the World Cup. Here are the arithmetic and a little addition of supertitious that BRAZIL will win the World Cup. I stole this entry from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brainsick&lt;/span&gt;, I just can't resist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brazil won the world cup in 1994.&lt;br /&gt;Before that, he had won this title for the last time in 1970.&lt;br /&gt;If you add up: 1970 + 1994 = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3964&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argentina won the world cup for the last time in 1986.&lt;br /&gt;Before that only in 1978.And 1978 + 1986 = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3964&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germany, though, won the world cup in 1990.&lt;br /&gt;Before that, Germany won in 1974.&lt;br /&gt;Look: 1990 + 1974 = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3964&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This could lead us to guess the winner of the World Cup in 2002, since it should be the winner of the 1962 World Cup (In fact &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3964&lt;/span&gt; - 2002 = 1962).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Brazil won the world cup in 1962! (And, in fact, Brazil won the 2002 WC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This numerology seems to work! And now, who would be the winner of the 2006 World Cup? Let's see, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3964&lt;/span&gt; - 2006 = 1958&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; And who won in 1958?....&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Brazil did!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys ...... no doubts .. the Winner is already decided..!!!&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/22171542-115102308670826128?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115102308670826128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115102308670826128&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115102308670826128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115102308670826128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/06/fifa-world-cup-2006-brazil-will-be.html' title='FIFA World Cup 2006 - BRAZIL will be the Winner!!'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115095079413695323</id><published>2006-06-22T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T12:37:22.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIFA World Cup 2006 - The Fan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This entry is for the guys, hehe. Oh yes!, the fan comes in various colours, styles and cultures all representing the nation they are supporting to. Here are a few who stand out from the rest of the crowd. All pictures are courtesy from Reuters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/fan%203250175120.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/fan%203250175120.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/fan%202698998360%20serbia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/fan%202698998360%20serbia.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/fan%202582569311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/fan%202582569311.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/fan%202409669141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/fan%202409669141.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/fan%202088128142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/fan%202088128142.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/fan%201761721005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/fan%201761721005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/fan%204069092130%20prince%20william.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/fan%204069092130%20prince%20william.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-115095079413695323?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115095079413695323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115095079413695323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115095079413695323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115095079413695323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/06/fifa-world-cup-2006-fan.html' title='FIFA World Cup 2006 - The Fan'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115094943369962154</id><published>2006-06-22T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T08:19:39.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIFA World Cup 2006 - Guess Who Competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just for fun sake, I am putting up 3 pictures of footballers currently playing for their teams in the World Cup 2006 in Germany and all you have to do is to let me know who are these players. Please send me your answers or guesses via email and you stand to win a T-shirt and souvenirs from Bali, Indonesia. The first person who send the correct answer wins. Closing date will be a week from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/guess%20who%201285833397%20italy%20vincenzo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/guess%20who%201285833397%20italy%20vincenzo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/guess%20who%20620115688%20-%20polish%20maciej%20zurawski.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/guess%20who%20620115688%20-%20polish%20maciej%20zurawski.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/guess%20who2451661986%20spain%27s%20torres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/guess%20who2451661986%20spain%27s%20torres.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-115094943369962154?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115094943369962154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115094943369962154&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115094943369962154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115094943369962154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/06/fifa-world-cup-2006-guess-who.html' title='FIFA World Cup 2006 - Guess Who Competition'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115094885100669232</id><published>2006-06-22T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T12:00:51.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuala Lumpur - 3rd Rudest City in the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am not surprised at all!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rude cities: KL ranks third (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;taken from the &lt;/span&gt;The Malay Mail)&lt;br /&gt;21 Jun 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;KUALA LUMPUR: It wouldn’t surprise anyone who drives, parks, shops or uses public transport here, but Malaysia’s capital city has emerged the third-worst in the world for sheer rudeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Only Bucharest and Mumbai are worse when it comes to common courtesy, a Reader’s Digest survey of 35 of the world’s capitals has found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Asian cities generally fared poorly in these rankings, eight of nine of them in the bottom 11, raising the notion that what is considered courtesy in the West — holding doors, helping strangers, service with a smile — is culturally alien in Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Times of London reported that Reader’s Digest magazine sent reporters into the principal city of each of the 35 countries in which it publishes to conduct a survey of local politeness. Three tests were employed: Dropping papers in a busy street to see if anyone would help; checking how often shop assistants said "thank you"; and counting how often someone held a door open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;London and Paris came a disappointing joint 15th, beaten by such cities as Berlin, Warsaw, Madrid and Prague. New York came top in the survey, with a score of 80 per cent, compared with 57 per cent for London and Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ed Koch, a former mayor of the city, said: "Since 9/11, New Yorkers are more caring. They understand the shortness of life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The rudest city in the world, according to the survey, is Mumbai, which is even ruder than Bucharest, judged the rudest city in Europe, where door-holding, paper-picking and thanking the retail customer are not part of the culture. The Romanians are, the results show, much surlier than even the French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Citizens of Zagreb, in Croatia, are the most willing to help you to pick up a pile of papers; one man insisted on helping despite arthritis and a bad back. The shop assistants of Stockholm are the most polite, unfailingly thanking customers for making a purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In São Paulo, Brazil, even the criminals are civil; the researchers were attempting to buy sunglasses in an illegal market when the police arrived; the stallholder said "thank you" as he fled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Moscow, meanwhile, is a very rude place indeed, with a score of only 42 per cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One woman, refusing to hold a door open, sneered to a Reader’s Digest researcher: "I’m not a doorman; it’s not my job to hold doors. If someone gets hurt, they should be quicker."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Courtesy is not big in Asia, either. Every city on that continent tested, with the exception of Hong Kong, finished in the bottom 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; ROLL OF HONOUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  New York (80%)&lt;br /&gt;2.  Zurich (77)&lt;br /&gt;3.  Toronto (70)&lt;br /&gt;4.  Berlin (68)&lt;br /&gt;5.  São Paulo (68)&lt;br /&gt;6.  Zagreb (68)&lt;br /&gt;7.  Auckland (67)&lt;br /&gt;8.  Warsaw (67)&lt;br /&gt;9.  Mexico City (65)&lt;br /&gt;10. Stockholm (63)&lt;br /&gt;11. Budapest (60)&lt;br /&gt;12. Madrid (60)&lt;br /&gt;13. Prague (60)&lt;br /&gt;14. Vienna (60)&lt;br /&gt;15. Buenos Aires (57)&lt;br /&gt;16. Johannesburg (57)&lt;br /&gt;17. Lisbon (57)&lt;br /&gt;18. London (57)&lt;br /&gt;19. Paris (57)&lt;br /&gt;20. Amsterdam (52)&lt;br /&gt;21. Helsinki (48)&lt;br /&gt;21. Manila (48)&lt;br /&gt;23. Milan (47)&lt;br /&gt;23. Sydney (47)&lt;br /&gt;25. Bangkok (45)&lt;br /&gt;25. Hong Kong (45)&lt;br /&gt;25. Ljubljana (45)&lt;br /&gt;28. Jakarta (43)&lt;br /&gt;28. Taipei (43)&lt;br /&gt;30. Moscow (42)&lt;br /&gt;30. Singapore (42)&lt;br /&gt;32. Seoul (40)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33. Kuala Lumpur (37)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Bucharest (35)&lt;br /&gt;35. Bombay (32)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-115094885100669232?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115094885100669232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115094885100669232&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115094885100669232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115094885100669232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/06/kuala-lumpur-3rd-rudest-city-in-world.html' title='Kuala Lumpur - 3rd Rudest City in the World'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115051642746555712</id><published>2006-06-17T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T11:03:52.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIFA World Cup 2006 - Beautiful Dream Team</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While we are busy placing bets of the Round 1 matches of the World Cup 2006 in Germany, let me feature you the world's Top 11 beautiful footballers dream team, which are also known the Ä-team, as picked up by a famous German lifestyle magazine. I dedicated these pictures of hottest good-looking players to my friend, Josie@kupi Mijol for the only reason she's watching the FIFA World Cup!! Have fun kupi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/beautiful_dream_team1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/beautiful_dream_team1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/beautiful_dream_team2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/beautiful_dream_team2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/beautiful_dream_team3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/beautiful_dream_team3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/beautiful_dream_team4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/beautiful_dream_team4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/beautiful_dream_team5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/beautiful_dream_team5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/beautiful_dream_team6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/beautiful_dream_team6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/beautiful_dream_team7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/beautiful_dream_team7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/beautiful_dream_team8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/beautiful_dream_team8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/beautiful_dream_team9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/beautiful_dream_team9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/beautiful_dream_team10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/beautiful_dream_team10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/beautiful_dream_team11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/beautiful_dream_team11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-115051642746555712?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115051642746555712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115051642746555712&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115051642746555712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115051642746555712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/06/fifa-world-cup-2006-beautiful-dream.html' title='FIFA World Cup 2006 - Beautiful Dream Team'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115035725354031176</id><published>2006-06-15T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T07:44:24.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIFA World Cup 2006 - Team England</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;England is meeting Trinidad and Tobago in tonight's tournament at 11.50 pm (15 June 2006) (Malaysian time, +8GMT). My bet is that both England and Tobago will play their best to win the match, it is going to be a very close match but like others I am hoping the English side to win. My bet also goes to them. In the mean time, let's meet the world's famous footballers in the English squad (sorry I miss a few pictures, i.e. Wayne Rooney).&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/david%20beckham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/david%20beckham.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David Beckham&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/michael%20owen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/michael%20owen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael Owen&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/peter%20crouch.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/peter%20crouch.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peter Crouch&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/wayne%20bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/wayne%20bridge.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wayne Bridge&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/stuart%20downing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/stuart%20downing.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stuart Downing&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/steven%20gerrard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/steven%20gerrard.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Steven Gerrard&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/sol%20campbell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/sol%20campbell.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sol Campbell&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/rio%20ferdinand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/rio%20ferdinand.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rio Ferdinand&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/paul%20robinson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/paul%20robinson.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paul Robinson&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/michael%20carrick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/michael%20carrick.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Michael Carrick&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/john%20terry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/john%20terry.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; John Terry&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/joe%20cole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/joe%20cole.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joe Cole&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/jamie%20carragher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/jamie%20carragher.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jamie Carragher&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/frank%20lampard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/frank%20lampard.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Frank Lampard&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/ashley%20cole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/ashley%20cole.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley Cole&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/aaron%20lennon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/aaron%20lennon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aaron Lennon&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/david%20james.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/david%20james.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; David James&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-115035725354031176?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115035725354031176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115035725354031176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115035725354031176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115035725354031176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/06/fifa-world-cup-2006-team-england.html' title='FIFA World Cup 2006 - Team England'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115027979147379334</id><published>2006-06-14T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T18:36:54.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIFA World Cup 2006 - Football Pictures In Action</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Amid the hush-hush of the FIFA World Cup which is currently under way in Germany, let's take a moment to cherish these football pictures in action to remind us the wonderful moments these players had while kicking the ball. Hehe.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/funny-soccer-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/funny-soccer-photo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'Latest government spy outfit, available at all good retailers now'&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/rooneyronaldo6pf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/rooneyronaldo6pf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rooney - I have tried Grannies and now i'm bored its time for a new experience, Ronaldo get your f**ki|g arse down here!&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/bpibpi4345890e7aff87qf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/bpibpi4345890e7aff87qf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Give me the ball, give me the ball.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/Haha.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/Haha.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rio Ferdinand - "never really understood y girls complain about pregnancy, my back is fine, see?"&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/564501928qh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/564501928qh.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Its ok Wayne, you're not that ugly. just ignore the crowd...."&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/564358948uq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/564358948uq.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alonso teaches ballet-ball.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/564327364if.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/564327364if.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's okay really dear, ice cream later, okay!&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/515746716ks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/515746716ks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'The ref notices the camera looking his way and puts on his serious face, while smith just acts the fool...'&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/26044938sy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/26044938sy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Moore - Your di*k is so small. So thats whats down there.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/15.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'The game got so boring the guys made their own entertainment...'&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'Barthez thinks hes a kangaroo again...'&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/111ed5baptistatranspiracion288p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/111ed5baptistatranspiracion288p.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; choo-choo&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/30539135vu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/30539135vu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'You say this attracts the ladies john' 'yeh sure whatever, just raise your leg a little higher so i can see your pecker'&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/_41333466_managers_getty416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/_41333466_managers_getty416.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'I'm telling you Wenger, I cant see my hand at all, I need some new glasses, could you tell cisse to score a goal for me, I cant see where he is'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/_41163850_reyeshenry416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/_41163850_reyeshenry416.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/_41123412_owngoal416.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/_41123412_owngoal416.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'Wow she was like this big!' 'no she was easily this big!!'&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/_41133812_silence_ap416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/_41133812_silence_ap416.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Benitez attends another i.d parade'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/_41123456_rvn416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/_41123456_rvn416.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/_41110780_richardson300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/_41110780_richardson300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'This is that ball thing i was telling you about osman, come here and have a closer look, but be careful!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-115027979147379334?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115027979147379334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115027979147379334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115027979147379334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115027979147379334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/06/fifa-world-cup-2006-football-pictures.html' title='FIFA World Cup 2006 - Football Pictures In Action'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115027118466335622</id><published>2006-06-14T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T15:46:24.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIFA World Cup 2006 - Germany Vs Poland Matchfact</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here a matchfact between Germany and Poland for tomorrow match of Group A. If you are into sport betting (legal one) you may find the following worth reading before placing your bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Match will be at 3 am, 15 June 2006 (Malaysian time, +8 GMT).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My prediction is that Germany will win with a 2-0 or 2-1 against Poland. A worst case scenario will be at 1-1.   gOOd Luck.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/germanykylescomplaint0sp.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/germanykylescomplaint0sp.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Latest News - Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue. 13. Jun.&lt;br /&gt;15.30&lt;br /&gt;Doubtful players: Jens Lehmann (ankle)&lt;br /&gt;15.29&lt;br /&gt;Injuries: Sebastian Deisler (knee), Christian Pander (cruciate knee ligament)&lt;br /&gt;15.27&lt;br /&gt;Suspensions: Striker Mike Hanke is ruled out for 1 game(s)&lt;br /&gt;Mon. 11. Oct.&lt;br /&gt;00.23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Resignation: Former Germany No.1 shot-stopper Sepp Maier has stood down as goalkeeping coach of Germany taking effect from the 10th of October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Tue. 27. Jul.&lt;br /&gt;16.32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Appointment: Legendary striker Jurgen Klinsmann has been named to coach in the German national team taking effect from the 27th of July.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/tomas%20poland.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/tomas%20poland.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Latest News - Poland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue. 13. Jun.&lt;br /&gt;15.39&lt;br /&gt;Doubtful players: Kamil Kosowski (strained hamstring)&lt;br /&gt;15.33&lt;br /&gt;Injuries: Damian Gorawski (respiratory), Emmanuel Olisadebe (knee), Tomasz Waldoch (sprained ankle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Next Fixtures - Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;15-06-06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;02:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Germany - Poland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;World Cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;20-06-06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;21:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ecuador - Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;World Cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Next Fixtures - Poland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;15-06-06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;02:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Germany - Poland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;World Cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;20-06-06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;21:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Costa Rica - Poland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;World Cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Results last 6 Games - Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advantage for Germany - 4 Victories, 1 Draw, 1 Loss&lt;br /&gt;09-06-06&lt;br /&gt;Germany - Costa Rica&lt;br /&gt;4-2&lt;br /&gt;World Cup&lt;br /&gt;02-06-06&lt;br /&gt;Germany - Colombia&lt;br /&gt;3-0&lt;br /&gt;Friendly match&lt;br /&gt;30-05-06&lt;br /&gt;Germany - Japan&lt;br /&gt;2-2&lt;br /&gt;Friendly match&lt;br /&gt;27-05-06&lt;br /&gt;Germany - Luxembourg&lt;br /&gt;7-0&lt;br /&gt;Friendly match&lt;br /&gt;22-03-06&lt;br /&gt;Germany - USA&lt;br /&gt;4-1&lt;br /&gt;Friendly match&lt;br /&gt;01-03-06&lt;br /&gt;Italy - Germany&lt;br /&gt;4-1&lt;br /&gt;Friendly match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Results last 6 Games - Poland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09-06-06&lt;br /&gt;Poland - Ecuador&lt;br /&gt;0-2&lt;br /&gt;World Cup&lt;br /&gt;03-06-06&lt;br /&gt;Croatia - Poland&lt;br /&gt;0-1&lt;br /&gt;Friendly match&lt;br /&gt;30-05-06&lt;br /&gt;Poland - Colombia&lt;br /&gt;1-2&lt;br /&gt;Friendly match&lt;br /&gt;14-05-06&lt;br /&gt;Poland - Faroe Islands&lt;br /&gt;4-0&lt;br /&gt;Friendly match&lt;br /&gt;02-05-06&lt;br /&gt;Poland - Lithuania&lt;br /&gt;0-1&lt;br /&gt;Friendly match&lt;br /&gt;28-03-06&lt;br /&gt;Saudi Arabia - Poland&lt;br /&gt;1-2&lt;br /&gt;Friendly match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANALYSIS FOR THIS MATCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stats: Germany has &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;91.67%&lt;/span&gt; chance winning&lt;br /&gt;Bookmakers: Germany has &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;63.69%&lt;/span&gt; chance winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stats Analysis Poland has &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8.33%&lt;/span&gt; chance winning&lt;br /&gt;Bookmakers: Poland has &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;15.77%&lt;/span&gt; chance winning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22171542-115027118466335622?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115027118466335622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115027118466335622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115027118466335622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115027118466335622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/06/fifa-world-cup-2006-germany-vs-poland.html' title='FIFA World Cup 2006 - Germany Vs Poland Matchfact'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115016153650379878</id><published>2006-06-13T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T09:29:00.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIFA World Cup, Germany 2006 - Which Team Will Flop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is another prediction of which team will flop in FIFA World Cup 2006. Like in the previous World Cup, traditionally, one or more big name teams flop at the World Cup, last time it was Argentina, France and to a certain extent Italy. Which Team will be the under performer or flopper in Germany? Here are some predictions, glad if you have one kindly forward them to me or shout at me in my Tagboard/Shoutbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/football%20pigang%20toli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/football%20pigang%20toli.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Germany (possibly to flop big time and at most make the second round)&lt;br /&gt;* Spain (they always underachieve, yet they are always favourites)&lt;br /&gt;* USA (good odds to flop in the tournement)&lt;br /&gt;* Italy (ALWAYS underachieve in recent tournaments)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* Holland (Ivory Coast is playing excellently while Argentina are playing well, this is the Group of Death for Holland)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* England (quite an underachievemnet for a counrtry that always expects to win; only got to the final once?; in 2002 they couldn't even manage a shot on target in the second half against a ten man Brazil)&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/22171542-115016153650379878?l=jasonjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115016153650379878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22171542&amp;postID=115016153650379878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115016153650379878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22171542/posts/default/115016153650379878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjay.blogspot.com/2006/06/fifa-world-cup-germany-2006-which-team.html' title='FIFA World Cup, Germany 2006 - Which Team Will Flop'/><author><name>jasonjay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmqDh3pg0qM/SS5U1izNd_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yH1JPNxsPBg/S220/Finch+-+rugged+250+a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22171542.post-115016061862746864</id><published>2006-06-13T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T09:23:30.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIFA World Cup, Germany 2006 - Top Goalscorers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These are the possible football players who are most likely to be the top goal scorers at the FIFA World Cup 2006. Let me know if you have anybody else's in mind or if you have remarks for a particular player. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/1600/henry2zs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/593/2240/200/henry2zs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Henry (time to shine; its about time he impressed on the international stage and, being in his prime time, this tournament could be where he does it)&lt;br /&gt;* Theo&lt;br /&gt;* Rooney (if he gets fit in time and gets in form he'll score heaps)&lt;br /&gt;* David Villa (good odd)&lt;br /&gt;* Lampard (worth a shout; top goal scorer in qualifying)&lt;br /&gt;* Luca Toni (good odd)&lt;br /&gt;* Drogba (he has an excellent international goalscoring record)&lt;br /&gt;* Crouchinho (he is in good form)&lt;br /&gt;* Owen (highly underrated; by far a better finisher)&lt;br /&gt;* Adriano&lt;br /&gt;* Ronaldo (would want to beat Gerd Muller's record of 14 goals in the World Cup)&lt;br /&gt;* Brogetti&lt;br /&gt;* Baros&lt;br /&gt;* Pauleta&lt;br /&gt;* Klose&lt;br /&gt;* Larsson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2
