<?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-3480780202915432062</id><updated>2011-07-29T17:52:27.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[J] Strike</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm a &lt;B&gt;NARCISSIST&lt;/B&gt;,&lt;BR&gt;
I'm very &lt;B&gt;NARCISSISTIC&lt;/B&gt; ;&lt;BR&gt;
I'm just &lt;B&gt;TOO OBSESSED&lt;/B&gt; with myself,&lt;BR&gt;
Is it a &lt;B&gt;PROBLEM&lt;/B&gt; to you ?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>424</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-8164840681515774130</id><published>2009-09-08T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T23:00:00.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexually Transmitted Diseases (STDs)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sexually transmitted diseases (also known as STDs — or STIs for "sexually transmitted infections") are infectious diseases that spread from person to person through intimate contact. STDs can affect guys and girls of all ages and backgrounds who are having sex — it doesn't matter if they're rich or poor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unfortunately, STDs have become common among teens. Because teens are more at risk for getting some STDs, it's important to learn what you can do to protect yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;STDs are more than just an embarrassment. They're a serious health problem. If untreated, some STDs can cause permanent damage, such as infertility (the inability to have a baby) and even death (in the case of HIV/AIDS).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How STDs Spread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One reason STDs spread is because people think they need to have sexual intercourse to become infected. That's wrong. A person can get some STDs, like herpes or genital warts, through skin-to-skin contact with an infected area or sore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another myth about STDs is that you can't get them if you have oral or anal sex. That's also wrong because the viruses or bacteria that cause STDs can enter the body through tiny cuts or tears in the mouth and anus, as well as the genitals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;STDs also spread easily because you can't tell whether someone has an infection. In fact, some people with STDs don't even know that they have them. These people are in danger of passing an infection on to their sex partners without even realizing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some of the things that increase a person's chances of getting an STD are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sexual activity at a young age&lt;/b&gt;. The younger a person starts having sex, the greater his or her chances of becoming infected with an STD.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lots of sex partners&lt;/b&gt;. People who have sexual contact — not just intercourse, but any form of intimate activity — with many different partners are more at risk than those who stay with the same partner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unprotected sex&lt;/b&gt;. Latex condoms are the only form of birth control that reduce your risk of getting an STD. Spermicides, diaphragms, and other birth control methods may help prevent pregnancy, but they don't protect a person against STDs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Preventing and Treating STDs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As with many other diseases, prevention is key. It's much easier to prevent STDs than to treat them. The only way to completely prevent STDs is to abstain from all types of sexual contact. If someone is going to have sex, the best way to reduce the chance of getting an STD is by using a condom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People who are considering having sex should get regular gynecological or male genital examinations. There are two reasons for this. First, these exams give doctors a chance to teach people about STDs and protecting themselves. And second, regular exams give doctors more opportunities to check for STDs while they're still in their earliest, most treatable stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In order for these exams and visits to the doctor to be helpful, people need to tell their doctors if they are thinking about having sex or if they have already started having sex. This is true for all types of sex — oral, vaginal, and anal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't let embarrassment at the thought of having an STD keep you from seeking medical attention. Waiting to see a doctor may allow a disease to progress and cause more damage. If you think you may have an STD, or if you have had a partner who may have an STD, you should see a doctor right away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you don't have a doctor or prefer not to see your family doctor, you may be able to find a local clinic in your area where you can get an exam confidentially. Some national and local organizations operate STD hotlines staffed by trained specialists who can answer your questions and provide referrals. Calls to these hotlines are confidential. One hotline you can call for information is the National STD Hotline at 1-800-227-8922.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not all infections in the genitals are caused by STDs. Sometimes people can get symptoms that seem very like those of STDs, even though they've never had sex. For girls, a yeast infection can easily be confused with an STD. Guys may worry about bumps on the penis that turn out to be pimples or irritated hair follicles. That's why it's important to see a doctor if you ever have questions about your sexual health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;More Information&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For more information about the signs, symptoms, and treatments of some common STDs, click on the links below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/infections/stds/std_chlamydia.html"&gt;Chlamydia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/infections/stds/std_herpes.html"&gt;Genital Herpes (HSV-2) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/infections/stds/std_warts.html"&gt;Genital Warts &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/infections/stds/std_gonorrhea.html"&gt;Gonorrhea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/infections/stds/std_hepatitis.html"&gt;Hepatitis B (HBV)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/infections/stds/std_hiv.html"&gt;HIV and AIDS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/infections/stds/std_pid.html"&gt;Pelvic Inflammatory Disease (PID)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/infections/stds/std_lice.html"&gt;Pubic Lice (Crabs)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/infections/stds/std_syphilis.html"&gt;Syphilis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/infections/stds/std_trichomoniasis.html"&gt;Trichomoniasis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Reviewed by: Larissa Hirsch, MD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Article derived from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/sexual_health/stds/std.html#"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;TeensHealth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-8164840681515774130?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/8164840681515774130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=8164840681515774130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/8164840681515774130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/8164840681515774130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2009/09/sexually-transmitted-diseases-stds.html' title='Sexually Transmitted Diseases (STDs)'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-6040679869133793968</id><published>2009-09-06T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:00:00.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexual Attraction and Orientation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's a natural part of life to have sexual feelings. As people pass from childhood, through adolescence, to adulthood, their sexual feelings develop and change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Adolescence Is a Time of Change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During the teen years, sexual feelings are awakened in new ways because of the hormonal and physical changes of puberty. These changes involve both the body and the mind, and teens may wonder about new — and often intense — sexual feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It takes time for many people to understand who they are and who they're becoming. Part of that understanding includes a person's sexual feelings and attractions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The term sexual orientation refers to the gender (that is, male or female) to which a person is attracted. There are several types of sexual orientation that are commonly described:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Heterosexual. People who are heterosexual are romantically and physically attracted to members of the opposite sex: Heterosexual males are attracted to females, and heterosexual females are attracted to males. Heterosexuals are sometimes called "straight."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Homosexual. People who are homosexual are romantically and physically attracted to people of the same sex: Females who are attracted to other females are lesbian; males who are attracted to other males are often known as gay. (The term gay is sometimes also used to describe homosexual individuals of either gender.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bisexual. People who are bisexual are romantically and physically attracted to members of both sexes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Teens — both guys and girls — often find themselves having sexual thoughts and attractions. For some, these feelings and thoughts can be intense — and even confusing or disturbing. That may be especially true for people who are having romantic or sexual thoughts about someone who is the same sex they are. "What does that mean," they might think. "Am I gay?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thinking sexually about both the same sex and the opposite sex is quite common as people sort through their emerging sexual feelings. This type of imagining about people of the same or opposite sex doesn't necessarily mean that a person fits into a particular type of sexual orientation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some teens may also experiment with sexual experiences, including those with members of the same sex, during the years they are exploring their own sexuality. These experiences, by themselves, do not necessarily mean that a person is gay or straight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do People Choose Their Sexual Orientation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Most medical professionals, including organizations such as the American Academy of Pediatrics and the American Psychological Association, believe that sexual orientation involves a complex mixture of biology, psychology, and environmental factors. A person's genes and inborn hormonal factors may play a role as well. These medical professionals believe that — in most cases — sexual orientation, whatever its causes, is not simply chosen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not everyone agrees. Some believe that individuals can choose who they are attracted to — and that people who are gay have chosen to be attracted to people of the same gender. No matter what someone's sexual orientation is, in some cases it may be affected by the life experiences that person has had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUioz4NC5tA/SplHGOpp_bI/AAAAAAAAAKE/T5rIWZ9Nhuo/s1600-h/T_debunkingStereotypes.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 185px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUioz4NC5tA/SplHGOpp_bI/AAAAAAAAAKE/T5rIWZ9Nhuo/s320/T_debunkingStereotypes.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375405802580999602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are lots of opinions and stereotypes about sexual orientation, though, and some of these can be hurtful to people of all orientations. For example, having a more "feminine" appearance or interest does not mean that a guy is gay. And having a more "masculine" appearance doesn't mean a girl is lesbian. As with most things, making assumptions just based on looks can lead to the wrong conclusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What's It Like for Gay Teens?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For many people who are gay or lesbian, it can feel like everyone is expected to be straight. Because of this, some gay and lesbian teens may feel different from their friends when the heterosexual people around them start talking about romantic feelings, dating, and sex. They may feel like they have to pretend to feel things that they don't in order to fit. They might feel they need to deny who they are or that they have to hide an important part of themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These feelings, plus fears of prejudice, can lead people who aren't straight to keep their sexual orientation secret, even from friends and family who might be supportive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some gay or lesbian teens tell a few accepting, supportive friends and family members about their sexual orientation. This is often called coming out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many lesbian, gay, and bisexual teens who come out to their friends and families are fully accepted by them and their communities. They feel comfortable about being attracted to someone of the same gender and don't feel anxious about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But not everyone has the same feelings or good support systems. People who feel they need to hide who they are or who fear rejection, discrimination, or violence can be at greater risk for emotional problems like anxiety and depression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some gay teens without support systems can be at higher risk than heterosexual teens for dropping out of school, living on the streets, using alcohol and drugs, and even in some cases for attempting to harm themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These difficulties are thought to happen more frequently not directly because they are gay, but because gay and lesbian people are more likely to be misunderstood, socially isolated, or mistreated because of their sexual orientation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This doesn't happen to all gay teens, of course. Many gay and lesbian teens and their families have no more difficulties during the teen years than anyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Importance of Talking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No matter what someone's sexual orientation is, learning about sexuality and relationships can be difficult. It can help to talk to someone about the confusing feelings that go with growing up, perhaps a parent or other family member, a close friend or sibling, or a school counselor. It's not always easy to find somebody to talk to, but many people find that confiding in someone they trust and feel close to, even if they're not completely sure how that person will react, turns out to be a positive experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUioz4NC5tA/SplHoE6dvqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/b4Gs6-qmK2E/s1600-h/T_findingAConfidant.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 185px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUioz4NC5tA/SplHoE6dvqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/b4Gs6-qmK2E/s320/T_findingAConfidant.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375406384082697890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In many communities, resources such as youth groups composed of teens who are facing similar issues can provide opportunities for people to talk to others who understand. Psychologists, psychiatrists, family doctors, and trained counselors can help teens cope — confidentially and privately — with the difficult feelings that go with their developing sexuality. These experts also can help teens find ways to deal with any peer pressure, harassment, and bullying they may face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whether gay, straight, bisexual, or just not sure, almost all teens have questions about physically maturing and about sexual health (for example, avoiding STDs). It's important to find a doctor or health professional to discuss these issues with — someone who can provide reliable health advice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although sexual feelings and behavior are important parts of human development, there are still many unanswered questions about human sexuality. Researchers are constantly learning new information, and undoubtedly people will know more about sexual orientation in the coming years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Reviewed by: D'Arcy Lyness, PhD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Article derived from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/sexual_health/guys/sexual_orientation.html#"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;TeensHealth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-6040679869133793968?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/6040679869133793968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=6040679869133793968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6040679869133793968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6040679869133793968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2009/09/sexual-attraction-and-orientation.html' title='Sexual Attraction and Orientation'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUioz4NC5tA/SplHGOpp_bI/AAAAAAAAAKE/T5rIWZ9Nhuo/s72-c/T_debunkingStereotypes.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-6219382510882102422</id><published>2009-09-04T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T21:14:00.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is My Penis Normal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just about every guy wonders how he measures up in the "down-there" department at one time or another. Here's the lowdown for any guy who's ever worried about whether his penis is a normal size.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's a fairly wide range of normal penis sizes — just as there is for every other body part. And just like other parts of the body, how a penis appears at different stages of a guy's life varies quite a bit. You wouldn't expect someone who is 11 years old to look the same as someone who's 19.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Guys normally develop at different times. Some may start developing as early as 9. Others may not start developing until 15 or even later. The age at which a guy starts to grow varies from person to person. It all depends on when he enters puberty and his hormones start doing their thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Growth in penis size is just one part of puberty, which also includes such changes as pubic hair development, testicular growth, muscle development, and a growth spurt. Late starters almost always catch up fine — they just reach full maturity a little later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Penises come in different sizes, shapes, and colors. These traits are hereditary, like eye color or foot size, and there's nothing you can do to change them. Despite what you may hear or read, no special exercises, supplements, or diets will speed up the development process or change a guy's size. Also, like his feet, a guy's penis may appear smaller to him just because the perspective is different when he's looking down. And there's a lot less difference in penis size between guys when they get an erection than when their penises are relaxed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In addition to size, guys also wonder about other aspects of how their penises look, such as whether the skin covering the penis is normal or if it's OK for a guy's penis to hang to the left or right (it is!). If you're concerned about how your penis looks, ask your doctor. Guys who are reaching puberty should have regular testicular exams, so that's a good time to ask your doctor any questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Taking a ride on the hormonal roller-coaster means lots of changes — and a lot of common worries — for both guys and girls. Just as guys may wonder about how their penises develop, lots of girls ask the same thing about their breasts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you're wondering about your development, don't try to compare yourself to your older brother or your best friend — they're probably at a different stage of development than you are anyway. The important thing to remember is that it's OK to not be a mirror image of the guy at the next urinal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Reviewed by: Steven Dowshen, MD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Article extracted from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/sexual_health/guys/penis.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;TeensHealth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-6219382510882102422?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/6219382510882102422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=6219382510882102422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6219382510882102422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6219382510882102422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2009/09/is-my-penis-normal.html' title='Is My Penis Normal?'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-2040009605217284132</id><published>2009-09-02T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:00:04.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It Normal to Get Erections?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes. Erections are a perfectly normal function of the male body, especially in guys who are going through puberty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What Is an Erection?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;An erection is a hardening of the penis that occurs when sponge-like tissue inside the penis fills up with blood. Usually, an erection causes the penis to enlarge and stand away from the body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Erections can go away on their own or after ejaculation, the release of semen through the urethra, the small hole at the tip of the penis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes guys ejaculate at night while sleeping (these are called nocturnal emissions or wet dreams). Guys may have several erections and arousal periods while in the REM (rapid eye movement) stage of sleep, the type of sleep in which most dreams occur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What Causes Erections?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although many erections are caused by sexual arousal, such as watching a sexy television show or fantasizing, many erections seem to happen for no particular reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So if you've had an erection in an odd or embarrassing situation — like right in the middle of a really boring history lesson — there's no reason to worry that something is wrong with you. Your body is just acting naturally for a guy your age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Am I Getting Too Many Erections?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because each guy is different, it's impossible to say what's a "normal" number of erections. Some guys experience many erections each day, whereas others may not experience any.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hormones fluctuate with age, sexual maturity, level of activity, and even the amount of sleep a guy gets. Unless your erections are causing you discomfort or pain, don't worry about how many you get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you're concerned, talk to your doctor, who can answer your questions and probably put your mind at ease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What Can I Do to Avoid Getting Erections?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because erections usually aren't controllable, there's not much you can do to avoid getting them. Unless the penis is stimulated enough to ejaculate, time is the only thing that will help them go away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As your hormones settle down and you advance through puberty, the frequency of unexpected erections and wet dreams should decrease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reviewed by: Steven Dowshen, MD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Article originated from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/sexual_health/guys/normal_erections.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;TeensHealth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-2040009605217284132?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/2040009605217284132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=2040009605217284132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2040009605217284132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2040009605217284132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2009/09/is-it-normal-to-get-erections.html' title='Is It Normal to Get Erections?'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-5936037163259197614</id><published>2009-08-31T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:00:02.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Guy… So How Come I'm Developing Breasts?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah, puberty. It can be a very interesting time in a guy's life, what with all the changes going on. In fact, it seems like every day something on your body grows bigger or hair begins sprouting somewhere. Each day brings a new change or two, and it can sometimes feel like it's hard to keep up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It doesn't happen to every guy, but one of these changes can be the development of breast tissue. It's called gynecomastia (pronounced: guy-nuh-ko-mas-tee-uh) and it's completely normal — and almost always temporary. So how exactly does a guy happen to develop breast tissue?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Is Gynecomastia?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gynecomastia is a condition in which breast tissue forms in guys, usually due to normal hormonal changes during puberty. Hormones are chemicals produced by your body's glands. In a guy, hormones produced in the testicles are responsible for the physical changes that begin to take place during puberty — facial hair, muscle development, a deepening of the voice, and the lengthening of the penis, for example. Guys and girls produce both androgens (hormones that help develop and maintain male characteristics) and estrogen (a hormone that is responsible for most female characteristics).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Guys have mostly androgens in their systems, but they also have small amounts of estrogen. In girls, breast growth is caused by high levels of estrogen. Normally, when going through puberty, a guy's production of androgens increases significantly, whereas estrogen production remains low.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;However, sometimes guys produce enough estrogen during puberty that some breast tissue develops. Breast tissue growth in guys can appear on one or both sides of the chest, and the breast area can feel tender. This doesn't mean you're turning into a girl or anything. It's just a minor change in your hormones as you begin to grow into adulthood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How Common Is It?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's estimated that about half of all males going through puberty experience some degree of gynecomastia in one or both breasts. Gynecomastia is almost always a temporary condition, and it's very unusual for the breasts to stay developed — they will eventually flatten out completely within a few months to a couple of years. It usually goes away on its own and no medical treatment or surgery is needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even though it's just a temporary change for most teens, some guys with gynecomastia feel embarrassed or self-conscious about their appearance. Many guys find that wearing loose-fitting shirts helps make the condition less noticeable until the breast tissue shrinks over time. Surgical removal of the breast tissue is an option in some cases. If a guy finds his gynecomastia is bothering him, he can talk to a doctor about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although the most common cause of gynecomastia is puberty, it can sometimes be caused by certain diseases or side effects of some medications. Using illegal drugs such as anabolic steroids, marijuana, or heroin can also disrupt hormonal balance and lead to gynecomastia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's also something called pseudogynecomastia (or false gynecomastia). This has nothing to do with puberty or hormones. It's just simply due to the fact that some guys have extra fat in the chest area, making it look like they have breasts. A doctor's exam can tell whether a guy has gynecomastia or pseudogynecomastia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you're concerned or have any questions about gynecomastia, talk to your doctor. Keep in mind that temporary breast tissue growth in guys is a common part of puberty that will usually go away on its own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Reviewed by: Steven Dowshen, MD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Article derived from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/sexual_health/guys/boybrst.html#"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;TeensHealth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-5936037163259197614?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/5936037163259197614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=5936037163259197614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5936037163259197614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5936037163259197614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-guy-so-how-come-im-developing.html' title='I&apos;m a Guy… So How Come I&apos;m Developing Breasts?'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-5390409249431946666</id><published>2009-08-29T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T23:11:05.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Male Reproductive System</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The testicular self-examination (TSE) is an easy way for guys to check their own testicles to make sure there aren't any unusual lumps or bumps — which can be the first sign of testicular cancer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although testicular cancer is rare in teenage guys, overall it is the most common cancer in males between the ages of 15 and 35. It's important to try to do a TSE every month so you can become familiar with the normal size and shape of your testicles, making it easier to tell if something feels different or abnormal in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's what to do:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's best to do a TSE during or right after a hot shower or bath. The scrotum (skin that covers the testicles) is most relaxed then, which makes it easier to examine the testicles.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Examine one testicle at a time. Use both hands to gently roll each testicle (with slight pressure) between your fingers. Place your thumbs over the top of your testicle, with the index and middle fingers of each hand behind the testicle, and then roll it between your fingers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You should be able to feel the epididymis (the sperm-carrying tube), which feels soft, rope-like, and slightly tender to pressure, and is located at the top of the back part of each testicle. This is a normal lump.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUioz4NC5tA/SplA_QIBbbI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/y0azJMUfIXs/s1600-h/testicular+front+and+side+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 162px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUioz4NC5tA/SplA_QIBbbI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/y0azJMUfIXs/s320/testicular+front+and+side+view.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375399085647949234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remember that one testicle (usually the right one) is slightly larger than the other for most guys  — this is also normal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When examining each testicle, feel for any lumps or bumps along the front or sides. Lumps may be as small as a piece of rice or a pea.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you notice any swelling, lumps, or changes in the size or color of a testicle, or if you have any pain or achy areas in your groin, let your doctor know right away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lumps or swelling may not be cancer, but they should be checked by your doctor as soon as possible. Testicular cancer is almost always curable if it is caught and treated early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Reviewed by: T. Ernesto Figueroa, MD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Article extracted from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/sexual_health/guys/tse.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;TeensHealth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-5390409249431946666?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/5390409249431946666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=5390409249431946666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5390409249431946666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5390409249431946666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2009/08/male-reproductive-system.html' title='Male Reproductive System'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUioz4NC5tA/SplA_QIBbbI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/y0azJMUfIXs/s72-c/testicular+front+and+side+view.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-5357753165161874441</id><published>2009-08-21T20:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T20:32:00.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Cook Jacket Potatoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Doesn’t the smell of hot jacket potatoes drive you crazy? It is the perfect delicacy for veggies and can be taken with any other dish. Learning how to cook jacket potatoes is fairly easy. It can be done on a day when you are tired and not in the mood to prepare anything which is time-consuming. Jacket potatoes are very healthy also as they retain all the vitamins which would otherwise have been lost while peeling the skin. Not only are they healthy but they are also very tasty if prepared carefully. Let us learn how to cook jacket potatoes so that we can do it all the while in our homes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUioz4NC5tA/So1D9lVAcxI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mdwbWfq_7X8/s1600-h/How-to-Cook-Jacket-Potatoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUioz4NC5tA/So1D9lVAcxI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mdwbWfq_7X8/s320/How-to-Cook-Jacket-Potatoes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372024655794172690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You obviously need potatoes to cook the dish. Besides potatoes, you also need some olive oil and salt for taste. The potatoes selected need to be of good variety. You can choose from among Maris Piper and Desiree varieties. The taste of the dish depends to a large extent on the quality of the potatoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is important to preheat the oven to about 375 degrees Fahrenheit before you get started on cooking the potatoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wash the potatoes well so that it does not have any dust or dirt sticking to them. You can even scrub them well and give them a good rub with a kitchen towel so that they are well dried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The olive oil is the next ingredient to be used. You can rub the outside of the potatoes with olive oil and salt. This will help the potatoes to cook faster and also get a brownish color. The jacket potatoes will both look better and taste better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Get some skewers and suspend the potatoes on these skewers. You can do this carefully so that you don’t crush the potatoes or cause them to crack open. The skewers should also be of the appropriate size. Usually you can use the skewers which are used for making kebabs. The skewers should preferably be made of metal so that the heat is conducted to the center quickly and the insides also cook evenly and faster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Place a shelf in the middle of the oven and then arrange the skewers neatly on it. It will take quite a long time for the potatoes to be baked. After about 2 hours or so, you can observe that the skins turn crispy and brown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After all the potatoes turn crispy, you can take out the skewers carefully and place them on a tray. You can then slit the potatoes in two halves and make it fluffy with a fork. The potatoes can still be made tastier by sprinkling some olive oil again with some salt and pepper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Close your eyes and enjoy this dish along with a salad. It does not have many calories and is good for your health.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;left&gt;You can now teach your friends how to cook jacket potatoes so that they too can have the pleasure of making and relishing this dish.&lt;/left&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TTt0l7W_xWQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TTt0l7W_xWQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;Article originated from &lt;a href="http://tipdeck.com/how-to-cook-jacket-potatoes"&gt;TipDeck.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-5357753165161874441?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/5357753165161874441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=5357753165161874441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5357753165161874441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5357753165161874441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-to-cook-jacket-potatoes.html' title='How to Cook Jacket Potatoes'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUioz4NC5tA/So1D9lVAcxI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mdwbWfq_7X8/s72-c/How-to-Cook-Jacket-Potatoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-2889581960447521672</id><published>2009-08-20T18:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T18:41:06.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Be a Male Model</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Modeling is certainly an interesting but challenging career, especially for the male models. Still, people find interest in pursuing the challenging career in the fashion industry and look for information regarding how to be a male model. Although the life of a male model looks glamorous and full of fun, it takes a lot of hard work and devotion to be successful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The basic instruction for how to become a male model is discussed here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before you enter into the fashion industry and opt for a modeling career, you need to identify the reason of your joining the industry such as whether you want to be in this line to make money, as a passion, or just to become famous. It will give you a defined direction to build up your modeling career.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The passion for becoming a model generally develops in a man in the tender age or teen age. This is the perfect time to build your physique and meet the industry requirements. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUioz4NC5tA/So0mmYEI89I/AAAAAAAAAJs/e-KE8sZar_c/s1600-h/How-to-Be-a-Male-Model1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUioz4NC5tA/So0mmYEI89I/AAAAAAAAAJs/e-KE8sZar_c/s320/How-to-Be-a-Male-Model1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371992371259569106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Generally, the heights of the male models are above 5’10” and weight, below 175 pounds. As males get a break in the industry in the age ranging from 18 to 25 and can continue till they are 40 or above, they have a privilege to get a long time for their career. A perfect figure and, fit and healthy appearance can help them stay in the industry for long.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apart from good height and physique, the face and talent are also crucial for a model. You need to take care of your skin and the face along with developing your acting and other talents that are vital for the industry.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you have minimum idea about modeling you can discover the kind of modeling you are best suited for. Alternatively, you can ask an expert about the branch of the industry that is perfect for you to get started with. There are various kinds of modeling such as commercial, fashion and specialty. Each type modeling has particular requirements for the models.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Your portfolio can best represent you when you are going to start your career in modeling. In fact, anyone will recommend you to make an impressive portfolio if you seek advice on how to be a male model. Meet a professional fashion photographer to get several shots in different kinds of attires.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Try to collect every minute details of the fashion industry such as cloths, make up, etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Getting a right agent is the key to get into the world of modeling. The agent can give you ideas on different aspects of the modeling career and help to get a right job. Finding a reliable agent doesn’t come easy, but you need to be determined and persistent and show confidence in yourself to make a successful modeling career.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The secret of how to be a male model lies in being confident. Show confidence in whatever you have. The fashion industry is for people who have the potential to survive the failure. You may have to face a lot of problems initially, but if you have the real talent you can overcome the difficulties and become a successful male model.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/om7jl1G3ATk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/om7jl1G3ATk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Article derived from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tipdeck.com/how-to-be-a-male-model"&gt;TipDeck.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-2889581960447521672?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/2889581960447521672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=2889581960447521672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2889581960447521672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2889581960447521672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-to-be-male-model.html' title='How to Be a Male Model'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUioz4NC5tA/So0mmYEI89I/AAAAAAAAAJs/e-KE8sZar_c/s72-c/How-to-Be-a-Male-Model1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-292968123238353814</id><published>2009-08-12T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T00:06:12.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manorexia</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Anorexia former male model who weighs less than 100 pounds. Known as "Manorexia".&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/zIFAoRU1veo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/zIFAoRU1veo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gheez, luckily I wish to be fit not skinny. But even buff guy like him can be anorexic, uhh, I mean 'menorexic', I might...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better not! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at him, he was so handsome and cool and used to have everything, but because of this sickness, he became like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-292968123238353814?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/292968123238353814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=292968123238353814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/292968123238353814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/292968123238353814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2009/08/manorexia.html' title='Manorexia'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-5402706972047625902</id><published>2009-08-05T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T23:33:10.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by James</title><content type='html'>★★.PART ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q01、你的大名？&lt;br /&gt;★ 张家俊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q02、你認為什麼才算是真正幸福？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 以最真诚的方式达成所有愿望后吧…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q03、你們覺得友情重要還是愛情重要，為什麼？&lt;br /&gt;★ 都一样重要，没有朋友人不稳定，没有爱情人不滋润&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q04、你相信天長地久嗎？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 尝试相信中…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q06、你現在過得快樂麼？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 并不怎样&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q07、如果有秘密，你真的會做到坦白的告訴對方嗎？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 告诉谁？看情况/对象而定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q08、喜歡小Baby嗎？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 别人的还OK，自己的再看看吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q09、覺得友情是永遠的麼？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 这是我的希望，但希望跟现实永远相反&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q10、希望自己多大結婚？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 未知数&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q11、你會為他做自己從來不會做的事情？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 可能吧，看情况而定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q12、你覺得女生捲髮好還是直發好？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 看个人而定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q13、最想去哪裡旅遊？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 台湾、泰国、香港&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q14、一輩子都不會忘記的事？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 写下来后就肯定忘不了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q15、如果愛一個人，是不是要拼命挽回他？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 不一定，他不爱你挽回也没用&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q16、看到天空你想起的第一個人是誰？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 星星&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q17、你會愛他一輩子麼？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 爱谁？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q18、喜歡你的人和你喜歡的人，你會選哪個？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 我喜欢的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q19、你會以何種方式表現你對他（她）的愛？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 对他好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q20、如果看到自己最愛的人熟睡在你面前你會做什麼？抱著他？&lt;br /&gt;★ 看着他&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q21、如果你想痛扁一個人，你希望那個人是？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 沙包人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q22、你會後悔過自己的決定嗎？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 可能&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q23、現在最迷什麼？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 钱财、名望、享受、注目&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q24、你是好孩子嗎？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 自认是&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q25、覺得愛情和麵包哪個重要？&lt;br /&gt;★ 面包&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q26、如果你失戀了你會怎麼樣？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 难过一阵子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q27、如果你的BF（GF）經常不回家的話，你會怎樣？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 问个明白&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q28、现在给你勇气，你最想做些什么事？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 表白&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★★.PART TWO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01、是誰傳給你這份問卷的？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 许元凯先生 （超爱他的名！）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02、你們認識多久呢？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 有三年半吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03、TA對你來說重要嗎？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 朋友般的重要！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04、你與TA的關係是？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 朋友&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05、請問TA的興趣是？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 做他爱做的事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06、你覺得TA的個性如何？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 酷 （刚认识他时还觉得他超‘串’的）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07、TA在你心目中是幾分？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 又不是在选另一半，打什么分？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08、睡覺前第一件事？開風扇？喝水？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 关电脑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09、你的偶像？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 王力宏吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10、你喜歡的季節？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 秋与冬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11、你打工麼？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12、打工次數？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 不算少&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13、你想去的國家？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 台湾、泰国、香港&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14、你討厭什麼樣的個性？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 假情假意&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15、你會抽煙麼？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 会（但选择不抽）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16、你會喝酒麼？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 会 （但没机会喝）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17、你常哭麼？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 不会&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18、你常笑麼？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 还好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19、你喜歡去哪玩？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 有的玩，哪里都好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20、去玩時喜歡自己一個人去麼？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 不怎么喜欢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21、是假日時你都睡到幾點？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 自然醒&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22、今天的天氣是？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 阴天、雨天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53、你們知道最遠的距離是什麽嗎？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 光年吧？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★★.PART THREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54、我的BGM好听么？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 没有BGM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55、你的皮包里有什么说说吧 &lt;br /&gt;★ 钱、学生证、照片、纸张、收据、等…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56、你生命中最重要的人是？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57、啥东西是你喜欢吃的呀？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 寿司&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58、现在有喜欢的人吗？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59、你還喜歡他(她)嗎? &lt;br /&gt;★ 废话！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60、你觉得我坏吗？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 不会&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. 怎样才是真正的爱？ &lt;br /&gt;★ 见仁见智&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-5402706972047625902?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/5402706972047625902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=5402706972047625902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5402706972047625902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5402706972047625902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2009/08/tagged-by-james.html' title='Tagged by James'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-6969642415739378162</id><published>2009-07-28T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:59:22.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too fat for Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUioz4NC5tA/Sm8R--dV55I/AAAAAAAAAJM/vxje29E9h8A/s1600-h/model_inside_narrowweb__300x485,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUioz4NC5tA/Sm8R--dV55I/AAAAAAAAAJM/vxje29E9h8A/s320/model_inside_narrowweb__300x485,0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363525454837180306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now the male models are losing weight to achieve the new boy body ideal: skinny, pale, feminine. Peter Munro reports.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;David Sciola was too big for Paris. Weighing just 76 kilograms with a 32-inch waist (81cm), the 188cm-tall model tipped the scales in the French fashion capital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Working abroad last year, he lost 6kg to strut the catwalks of Milan, but even that was not skinny enough for the Parisian scene - where lean is the new mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"In Milan, I trimmed down to about 76kg so I would fit the clothes. I am 6'2", so for me I would say that's underweight," he says. "Paris tends to be even skinnier than Milan. You've got designers like Dior who always go for anaemic, 17-year-old bodies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"In Milan, I was staying with a guy who modelled for Dior. He was really skinny: he looked like he was going to die. He had been put on the front page of Le Monde for an article about skinny models and male eating disorders. But he assured me it was all totally natural."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As Sciola's size has diminished, so his catwalk stocks have climbed. The 23-year-old model and University of Melbourne media student says that three years ago he looked like a "meat head", weighing a relatively beefy 94kg with a 33-inch waist (83cm) and 42-inch chest (106cm) bulging from weight training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I went into Cameron's Models and they said you've got a good look, but you've got to lose weight," he says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I thought they'd probably like that big-body look and I would get a lot of work, but gradually I found out they don't go for buff guys."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sciola has shed up to 18kg over three years, dropping weight training and starting to jog. He eventually downsized to an 81cm waist and 99cm chest. For him to make the cut for high-end fashion labels such as Armani in Europe, it was like a heavyweight professional boxer stripping down three divisions. But, in modelling, slight men punch well above their weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I have never really been told I've been too big, but you work it out for yourself if you are going to castings and you are not fitting the clothes," says Sciola, now back to his Australian weight of 82kg. "I don't even go to Prada castings because I know I'm not going to get the work."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While critical eyes have been fixed on skeletal female models - with jutting ribs and collar bones, pencil-thin pegs and wan complexions - their male counterparts have been quietly wasting away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As recently as 2000, it was fashionable for guys to come packaged with sizeable pecs, biceps and a six-pack. Now, they are shrinking before our eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fashion houses such as Dior and Prada have long promoted urchins and wraiths, and even the models for a recent Dolce &amp;amp; Gabbana show, for which buff boys are usually in vogue, seemed shrunken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The new look can be called willowy or wasted, depending on your take. And it is spreading here, where labels such as Zambesi and Claude Maus, and fashion editorial magazines such as Russh and Yen have a preference for raw-boned men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And it's going mainstream. Scrawn is the new brawn. And lean guys with chicken-chests and scrawny legs are starting to overshadow the beefcake boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cameron's Models co-director Melinda Collette says skinny, geeky guys are now the poster boys for fashion's leading style makers, particularly from abroad. "We've had guys who are healthy, strapping lads who, if they want to go to Europe or America, have to stop going to the gym and start running to lose weight," she says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"The 6'3" (190cm) buff model doesn't exist any more. I have one model here who is six foot with a 36-inch chest and a 32-inch waist, and next to him is one with a 34-inch chest and 31-inch waist. They're a lot leaner in the chest and shoulders than perhaps they should be. Formerly, these two guys would have been told to go off to the gym and get a chest, but now we are not so stringent about that."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chadwick Models' Matt Anderson says he has taken on more lean young men to reflect the shift to scrawny in the male modelling world over the past decade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Now skinny guys are seen as being more attractive, which is good for me because I'm a naturally skinny guy with a 30-inch (76cm) waist and 40-inch chest," he says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"We signed on a guy last week who is 16, tall, skinny, almost androgynous. He grew up in Broadmeadows and is the type of guy who would have been picked on his whole life as being quite scrawny and almost effeminate-looking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Now he will feel good about himself for the first time ever. Finally, he will feel, 'You're not a freak'."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Melbourne's market - mostly catalogues and ad shoots - still suits an athletic build, but designers and retailers are increasingly on the hunt for a hungry, underfed look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anderson argues this trend has taken the pressure off male models, who can now happily "stay their runty selves" rather than have to work at getting buff - a pitch that is hotly contested by body-image specialists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"The types of guys being used now are way more reflective of the general population. Whereas 10 years ago, it was Adonis types with ripped (prominent) muscles and six packs," he says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While, according to statistics, nearly two-thirds of adult men are over their healthy weight, there are plenty of naturally scrawny men out there, stepping out from the shadows and swimming about in their skinny jeans and Britpunk T-shirts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boki Milinkovic, 19, was street-cast for a fashion show for indie label Material Boy when he was in year 12 at school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since then, this 66kg uni student (6.3 feet, or 190cm tall) has worked his skinny butt off for other alternative labels such as Alpha60 and Mjolk, which has a following among frail but well-groomed bands including Franz Ferdinand and Scissor Sisters, as well as the scraggy rockers from Jet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I never had sand kicked in my face, but most of the scene is now based on kids that were picked on and who were not really that attractive in the media sense," Milinkovic says. "I'm pretty skinny, man, but I'm healthy skinny because I've been athletic my whole life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"The whole rock'n'roll scene has been trendy for a while: the slim, nerdy guy is looking all cool now," he says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is like Revenge of the Nerds on the catwalk. Material Boy's Mic Eaton, a former surfer who has focused on designing since blowing out his knee on a wave, says modelling agencies such as Priscilla's in Sydney are starting to cater more for his label's long, lanky look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;His sample size is a 76cm waist and 86cm chest, which he says suits a younger generation of men more concerned about style than sport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But if you are still to be convinced that scrawn is the new brawn, try this on for size. Eaton says the lean look is becoming so popular that it might be time for hip labels such as his own to actually upsize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I think I will be using fuller models for next season. I try to work against the trend," he says. "Last season, for winter, I did a silhouette change by using wider T-shirts and wider, pleated pants to give a shorter, stumpier silhouette - and it worked quite well."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wrangler last year brought out a Stranglers fit for especially lean guys after discovering many of its male clients were buying women's skinny stovepipe jeans. Its menswear designer Andy Paltos says the lean look has filtered down from young rockers and European catwalks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When Paltos was modelling in Melbourne a decade ago, his 81cm waist was considered pretty small. Now, when Wrangler fit out touring groups such as Kings of Leon, they work to 71cm fits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I think the whole rock'n'roll look, going back to the Stones, is timeless, but I think there's a line where you can be too skinny and look ill and wrong," Paltos says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I think the guys are getting too skinny. It's starting to look a bit too extreme, unhealthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"You can be slim and wear skinny, super-tight jeans and still have a bit of meat on your bones. But I've seen guys locally wearing skinny jeans who are so skinny it's too much. There's nothing on them: it's just bones."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Men's body-image specialist Marita McCabe, a professor of psychology at Deakin University, says the fashionably emaciated look is putting pressure on boys and men to meet an unrealistic ideal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"If you are trying to attain a healthy body build, that is OK, but these bodies are so lean and so toned and that is what they see as being normal," she says. "What you are getting is men starting to engage in unhealthy eating and exercising practices to try to achieve those ideals."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Collette at Cameron's Models says guys don't need to work at being lean as much as women, who have struggled to achieve the atrophied, "heroin chic" body shape fashion catwalks demand. But she can foresee a time when male models start starving themselves to fit on catwalks and within magazines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I have not had any boys tripping over themselves to get skinny, but it will probably get to a point in maybe five years where you see boys living on coffee and cigarettes for fashion."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Article extracted from &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theage.com.au/news/fashion/strongfashionstrong-male-models-losing-weight-to-achieve-body-ideal/2008/06/05/1212259007491.html?page=fullpage#contentSwap2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Age&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-6969642415739378162?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/6969642415739378162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=6969642415739378162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6969642415739378162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6969642415739378162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2009/07/too-fat-for-paris.html' title='Too fat for Paris'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUioz4NC5tA/Sm8R--dV55I/AAAAAAAAAJM/vxje29E9h8A/s72-c/model_inside_narrowweb__300x485,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-9113596331354088450</id><published>2009-07-26T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T17:28:20.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by James</title><content type='html'>These are my firsts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who was your FIRST prom date?&lt;br /&gt;I did not attend my FIRST secondary prom, so no date.&lt;br /&gt;I attended my FIRST college prom, as a committee, so no date also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you still talk to your FIRST love?&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of FIRST love, and yes I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What was your FIRST alcoholic drink?&lt;br /&gt;If I am not mistaken, it was Mai Tai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What was your FIRST job?&lt;br /&gt;A promoter for Anakku baby product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What was your FIRST car?&lt;br /&gt;I am currently driving my mom's Proton Wira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who was the FIRST person to text you today?&lt;br /&gt;Alan, asking me what am I doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who is the FIRST person you thought of this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth, course I am waiting for his reply since last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who was your FIRST grade teacher?&lt;br /&gt;谭彩莲老师 (Ms Tam) I guess this is how we write her name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Where did you go on your FIRST ride on an airplane?&lt;br /&gt;Perth, Australia, when I was 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who was your FIRST best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Kim Leong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Where was your FIRST sleep over?&lt;br /&gt;Kuching, during my primary school graduation trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who was the FIRST person you talked to today?&lt;br /&gt;My sister, waking me up to fetch her to Pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Whose wedding were you in the FIRST time?&lt;br /&gt;My uncle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What was the FIRST thing you did this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Open my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What was the FIRST concert you ever went to?&lt;br /&gt;LeeHom mini concert in Sunway Lagoon surf park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. FIRST tattoo?&lt;br /&gt;Don't plan to have any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. FIRST piercing?&lt;br /&gt;I'm targeting one of my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. FIRST foreign country you've gone to?&lt;br /&gt;Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. FIRST movie you remember seeing?&lt;br /&gt;No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When was your FIRST detention?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a good boy, I don't need that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Who was your FIRST roommate?&lt;br /&gt;My shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. If you had one wish, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Will be rich and famous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What is something you would learn if you had the chance?&lt;br /&gt;A lot: Photography, Thai language, Styling, Fashion, Designing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Did you marry the FIRST person to ask for you/ you asked to marry?&lt;br /&gt;I'm still under age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What was the FIRST sport you were involved in?&lt;br /&gt;Basketball? or Football?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What were the FIRST lessons you ever took?&lt;br /&gt;Kindergarten class subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the FIRST thing you do when you get home?&lt;br /&gt;Walk into the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Who do you think will be the next person to post this?&lt;br /&gt;You realised question 23, question 24 and question 29 (the current question) are a bit out of title? How would I know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-9113596331354088450?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/9113596331354088450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=9113596331354088450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/9113596331354088450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/9113596331354088450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2009/07/tagged-by-james.html' title='Tagged by James'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-3222623218334135983</id><published>2009-05-03T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:28:21.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Darius</title><content type='html'>Pass the quiz to 10 ppl that you wish to know how they feel about you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Darius&lt;br /&gt;2. Zhen Jian&lt;br /&gt;3. Siew Ho&lt;br /&gt;4. Wen Yuin&lt;br /&gt;5. Debbie&lt;br /&gt;6. Jia Xin&lt;br /&gt;7. Zi-Lynn&lt;br /&gt;8. Celine&lt;br /&gt;9. Samantha&lt;br /&gt;10. Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.What do you think about the person who tagged you? (Darius)&lt;br /&gt;Cool awesome 'son' I ever had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Who is no.7 having relationship with? (Zi-Lynn)&lt;br /&gt;Not quite sure about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Who is no.9 having relationship with? (Samantha)&lt;br /&gt;I never ask her about this question too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.If no.9 &amp; 1 are together,will it be a good thing? (Samantha &amp; Darius)&lt;br /&gt;If the age gap is not a factor, I think it's ok since both of them likes anime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What about no.1 &amp; 5? (Darius &amp; Debbie)&lt;br /&gt;Well, possible also, if the age gap is not a factor (again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What is no.3 studying? (Siew Ho)&lt;br /&gt;Well, he is just a normal secondary school kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.When was the last time you chatted with no.6? (Jia Xin)&lt;br /&gt;Err, during the last Leo Event?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Does no.8 have any cousin(s) in his/her school? (Celine)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Will u woo no.8? (Celine)&lt;br /&gt;It's a yes or no answer, so NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.How about no.4? (Wen Yuin)&lt;br /&gt;I treated her like a sister ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Does no.2 have any siblings? (Zhen Jian)&lt;br /&gt;I suppose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.How did you get to know about no.3? (Siew Ho)&lt;br /&gt;Through Darius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.No.4? (Wen Yuin)&lt;br /&gt;PJI LOC Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.No.7? (Zi-Lynn)&lt;br /&gt;PJI LOC Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.No.2? (Zhen Jian)&lt;br /&gt;Through Darius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Where does no.1 live at? (Darius)&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in Sunway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.How did you get to know no.10? (Grace)&lt;br /&gt;Through Leo event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Is no.5 the sexiest person in the world? (Debbie)&lt;br /&gt;Hey, it's DEBBIE Okay?! Of course!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-3222623218334135983?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/3222623218334135983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=3222623218334135983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/3222623218334135983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/3222623218334135983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2009/05/tagged-by-darius.html' title='Tagged by Darius'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-3695744420646921811</id><published>2009-03-08T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:35:52.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Darius</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs. Tag 10 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guess I did not pay attention when I was reading Darius blog. I didn't know it is a 100-question tag. It took me half an hour for this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. What have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;Resting at home, make sure I'm getting well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02.Do you ever turn your cellphone off?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;03. What had happened at 10.00 am today? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to mamak for breakfast with mom and sis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;04. When did you last cry? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 years ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;05. Believe in fate/destiny? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose, I've already throw my life to destiny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;06. What do you want in your life right now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Freedom &amp;amp; Achievement.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;07. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just put up your hood? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walk under the rain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;08.What's your favourite thing to have on your bed? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My pillow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;09. What bottom are you wearing now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comfortable white pants. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. What's the nicest text in your inbox say? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Non, I suppose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would prefer simple life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. What was the last movie you caught? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Street Fighter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. What are you proud of? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Myself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. What does the oldest message in your inbox says? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've arrived, by sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some random Chinese song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. Do you have any nicknames? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot, since Primary 3. Gayson was the last heard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. What does you last received text message say? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How are you, by Myers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. What time did you go to bed last night? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 11.57pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. Are you currently happy? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not quite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. Who gives you best advice? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends &amp;amp; Family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. Who did you talk on phone last night?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. Is anyone bugging you right now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not exactly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25.What/ Who was the last thing/ person to make you laugh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. Do you wear toe socks? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. Who was the last person you missed a call from? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Florence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28.Have you ever had your heartbroken? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not exactly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. What annoys you most in a person? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Annoying attitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. Do you have a crush on anyone? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31. Have you ever done cocaine? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32. What is the colour of your room? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;White.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33.Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollars? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't mind, if I can escape the law.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34. Do you believe in the saying of: talk is cheap? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35. Who was the last person to lie in your bed? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36. Who was the last person to hug you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37. Did anyone see the last person you kissed? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;38. Do you have a life? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;39. Have you ever think someone died, when they really didn't die? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40. What is the reason behind your profile song? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't have one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;41. Who was the last person you saw in your dream? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;42. Last time you smiled? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I reckon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;43. Have you changed this year? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;44. What are you listening right now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Voulez Vous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;45. Are you talking to someone when you're doing this? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;46. Do you walk with your eyes opened or closed? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;47. Is there a quote you live by? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;48. Do you want someone you cannot have? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;49. Have you ever played an instrument? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;50. What was the worst idea you've had in this week? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;51. What are you doing last night at 11 pm? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Checking my blog and was chatting with Darius.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;52. Are you happy with your love life right now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;53. What song best describe your love life? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Non.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;54. Does the person know that you like him/her? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;55. Who always make you laugh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone funny?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;56. Do you speak other language other than English? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mandarin, Hakka, Cantonese, Malay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;57. Favourite website(s)? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;58. What's your middle name? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;59. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Probably going to jog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;Normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;The one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;Carrefour and at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;Non.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Who are you missing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Non.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. If you have to choose between friend and love,who will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Doing this tag while listening to songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;SJK (C) Lick Hung.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Name 3 colours that you like.&lt;br /&gt;Black,white and pink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. What emotion you like to show?&lt;br /&gt;Emotionless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. What is your life to you?&lt;br /&gt;My life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. If you have something troubling you,what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Keep it in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72 Who did you last chat in msn today?&lt;br /&gt;No one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Who do you admire most?&lt;br /&gt;No one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Which month are you born in?&lt;br /&gt;January.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;Feeling-less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. What time now?&lt;br /&gt;11.27pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. What kind of person do you think the one who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;He's a good, funny, nice friend. A good son. Prolly as lame as me cause we did this tag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. What colour did you use to dye hair?&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Red.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Why are you doing this test?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was tagged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. What do you do when you're moody?&lt;br /&gt;Shut up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. At which age you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;Don't plan to get married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Who is more important to you?&lt;br /&gt;Myself beside my family and friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. If today is the last day of your life,what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Do whatever I never did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain?&lt;br /&gt;Saw it, a scientific effect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. If you have a dream come true,what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Fit body, good job, nice home, happy life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;At least a Distinction for all subjects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;Guess so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. What feeling do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;When someone love me too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Do you really think it's global warming now?&lt;br /&gt;Guess so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;Feeling-less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;Of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;I believe myself more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Who cares for you most?&lt;br /&gt;Family &amp;amp; Friends of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. What do you think is the most important thing in you life?&lt;br /&gt;Friends besides family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. What will you bring when you fight?&lt;br /&gt;My total anger and a rock-hard fist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. What have you done regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;A lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. What would you feel if no one no longer cares for you?&lt;br /&gt;The end of the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. What if your boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;I will say bye-bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. How do you feel now?&lt;br /&gt;Feeling-less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-3695744420646921811?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/3695744420646921811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=3695744420646921811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/3695744420646921811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/3695744420646921811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2009/03/tagged-by-darius.html' title='Tagged by Darius'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-8105749048882057818</id><published>2009-02-25T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:52:41.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by so many people</title><content type='html'>Somehow, I was forced to do this. Wasted like 2 hours on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The person who tagged you is: &lt;br /&gt;(1)Mun Suet &lt;br /&gt;(2)Eric &lt;br /&gt;(3)Zi-Lynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Your relationship with him/her is: &lt;br /&gt;(1),(2)&amp;(3) Friends I know through Leo Club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Your first impression of him/her is:&lt;br /&gt;(1)Talkative? Actually not quite sure too, the first time meeting her was during her birthday 2 years ago, and it was in a dark basketball court. After that only realised that she became my classmate and found that she is... uhm, talkative.&lt;br /&gt;(2)Just normal, not everyone leaves first impression to me. I forgot when or how we met though, just knowing that he is quite friendly and nice to everyone too.&lt;br /&gt;(3)Know her through Leo Leadership Camp last year and yea, normal too. Hehehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The most memorable moments with him/her: &lt;br /&gt;(1)The time when we fight? Her face expression.&lt;br /&gt;(2)I don't really have a moment with him, yet.&lt;br /&gt;(3)During the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) The most memorable thing he/she has said to you is:&lt;br /&gt;(1)Gave me that stare, then turn away, and ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;(2)Without a memorable moment, there's not memorable speech. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;(3)She said I looked like the guy from Dance of the Dragon (if I am not being too perasan as I found this from her blog.)LOL LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) If he/she becomes yr lover, you will:&lt;br /&gt;(1),(2)&amp;(3) might, not will, I might think properly, do research, get opinions and consider about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) If he/she became yr lover, what should he/she improve at:&lt;br /&gt;(1)Be more polite, act like a girl and stop teasing me.&lt;br /&gt;(2)If I choose him, means he need to be more manly.&lt;br /&gt;(3)Not quite sure, she is still young though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) If he/she becomes yr enemy, what would you do:&lt;br /&gt;(1),(2)&amp;(3) If he/she is my enermy, then I will just ignore him/her. As easy as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) If he/she becomes yr enemy, the reason will be:&lt;br /&gt;(1),(2)&amp;(3) I will not know about things which never gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is: &lt;br /&gt;(1),(2)&amp;(3) Get him/her a girlfriend/boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Your overall impression on him/her: &lt;br /&gt;(1),(2)&amp;(3) Funny, nice friend to befriend with, sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) The characteristic you love most about yourself: &lt;br /&gt;Managed to "forget and let it be"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) The characteristic you hate most about yourself: &lt;br /&gt;Like to procrastinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) The most ideal person you want too be is:&lt;br /&gt;Myself, seriously, even though I hated myself somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) For people that care and like you, say something to them:&lt;br /&gt;If there's such people out there, I like and love you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Pass this quiz to 10 ppl who you want to know how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;1-Mun Suet&lt;br /&gt;2-Eric&lt;br /&gt;3-Zi-Lynn&lt;br /&gt;4-Darius&lt;br /&gt;5-Fion&lt;br /&gt;6-Grace&lt;br /&gt;7-Joanne&lt;br /&gt;8-Chern Lin&lt;br /&gt;9-Chong Sheng&lt;br /&gt;10-Justin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Who is 6 having a relationship with: (Grace) &lt;br /&gt;Err... I actually suspected her with someone la, just that she kept denying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Is 9 a male or female: (Chong Sheng)&lt;br /&gt;Male, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) If 7 and 10 were together, would it be a good thing: (Joanne &amp; Justin)&lt;br /&gt;I doubt they know each and other even they are studying in the same college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) What is 2 studying at the moment: (Eric)&lt;br /&gt;Computing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) When was the last time you had a chat with 3: (Zi-Lynn)&lt;br /&gt;3 days ago during Leo Idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) What kind of music does 8 like: (Chern Lin)&lt;br /&gt;I am not quite sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Does 1 have any siblings: (Mun Suet)&lt;br /&gt;Yes, an elder sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Will you woo 3: (Zi-Lynn)&lt;br /&gt;She is still young wor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) How about 7: (Joanne)&lt;br /&gt;College mate? Can consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Is 4 single: (Darius)&lt;br /&gt;I heard that he is getting someone real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) What's the surname of 5: (Fion)&lt;br /&gt;Tey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) What's the hobby of 5: (Fion)&lt;br /&gt;Not quite sure about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Do 5 and 9 get along well: (Fion &amp; Chong Sheng)&lt;br /&gt;Of course! Like brother and sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Where is 2 studying at: (Eric)&lt;br /&gt;Taylor's College Petaling Jaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Say something casual about your eyes: &lt;br /&gt;Normal small eyes, dark, black &amp; dull eyeballs, with additional eye bag and single eye-lid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Have you tried developing feelings for 5: (Fion)&lt;br /&gt;Err... nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Where does 9 live?: (Chong Sheng)&lt;br /&gt;In PJ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) What colours does 4 like: (Darius)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know ler... need to ask him first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Are 5 and 1 good friends: (Fion &amp; Mun Suet)&lt;br /&gt;Of course la! Always have this pillow talk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Does 7 like 2: (Joanne &amp; Eric)&lt;br /&gt;I doubt so too... even though they are from the same college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) How did u get to know 2: (Eric)&lt;br /&gt;Through Leo Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Does 1 have any pets: (Mun Suet)&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) Is 7 the sexiest person in the world: (Joanne)&lt;br /&gt;Well, what you think ler? Of course! Otherwise I will not say "can consider". (refer question 26)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-8105749048882057818?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/8105749048882057818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=8105749048882057818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/8105749048882057818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/8105749048882057818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged-by-so-many-people.html' title='Tagged by so many people'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-1128885510570283280</id><published>2008-11-07T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T14:42:23.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement</title><content type='html'>Come visit the other blog of mine for more updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last update: &lt;a href="http://jay-voice.blogspot.com/2008/11/reflection.html"&gt;Reflection (7/11/2008)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out !&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; [J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-1128885510570283280?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/1128885510570283280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=1128885510570283280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1128885510570283280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1128885510570283280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/11/announcement_07.html' title='Announcement'/><author><name>The O.F. 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Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-946564121920218556</id><published>2008-11-01T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:02:49.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement</title><content type='html'>Come visit the other blog of mine for more updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last update: &lt;a href="http://jay-voice.blogspot.com/2008/11/long-draggy-updates.html"&gt;Long Draggy Update (1/11/2008)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out !&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; [J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-946564121920218556?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/946564121920218556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=946564121920218556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/946564121920218556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/946564121920218556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/11/announcement.html' title='Announcement'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-4644674124351768881</id><published>2008-10-31T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T22:39:37.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag</title><content type='html'>Got tagged by my sister. Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fill in the blanks with the questions and answers below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear (the last person who left a comment on your Journal).I don’t really know how to tell you this, but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;___1___&lt;/span&gt;. I think I realized it when &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;___2___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;___3___&lt;/span&gt; and I saw you &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;___4___&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;___5___&lt;/span&gt;. I’m sure you’re &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;___6___&lt;/span&gt; enough to understand &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;___7___&lt;/span&gt;. I’m returning &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;___8___&lt;/span&gt; to you, but I’ll keep &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;___9___&lt;/span&gt; as a memory. You should also know that I &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;___10___&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;___11___&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;___12___&lt;/span&gt;,-Your name-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. What’s the color of your shirt?&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Our romance is over&lt;br /&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;br /&gt;White - I’ll join the monastery&lt;br /&gt;Black - I dislike you&lt;br /&gt;Green - Our horoscope doesn’t match&lt;br /&gt;Grey - You’re a pervert&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - I’m selling myself&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;br /&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;br /&gt;No shirt - You’re a loser&lt;br /&gt;Other - I’m in love with your sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. Which is your birth month?&lt;br /&gt;January - That night&lt;br /&gt;February - Last year&lt;br /&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;br /&gt;April - When I tripped on sesame seeds&lt;br /&gt;May - First of May&lt;br /&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;br /&gt;July - When I threw up&lt;br /&gt;August - When I saw the shrunken head&lt;br /&gt;September - When we skinny dipped&lt;br /&gt;October - When I quoted Santa&lt;br /&gt;November - When your dog ran amok&lt;br /&gt;December - When I changed tennis shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;3. Which food do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;Tacos - In your apartment&lt;br /&gt;Pizza - In your camping car&lt;br /&gt;Pasta - Outside of Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;br /&gt;Salad - As you ate enchilada&lt;br /&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;br /&gt;Kebab - With Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;Fish - In women’s clothing&lt;br /&gt;Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;br /&gt;Lasagna - At the mental hospital&lt;br /&gt;Hot dog - Under a state of trance&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - With George Bush and his wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. What’s the color of your socks?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Hit on&lt;br /&gt;Red - Insult&lt;br /&gt;Black - Ignore&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;br /&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Put leeches on&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Pull the toupee off&lt;br /&gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;br /&gt;Other - Drive out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5. What’s the color of your underwear?&lt;br /&gt;Black - My best friend&lt;br /&gt;White - My father&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Bill Clinton&lt;br /&gt;Brown - My fart balloon&lt;br /&gt;Purple - My mustard soufflÃ©&lt;br /&gt;Red - Donald Duck&lt;br /&gt;Blue - My avocado plant&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - My penpal in Ghana&lt;br /&gt;Orange - My Kid Rock-collection&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Manchester United’s goalkeeper&lt;br /&gt;None - My John F. Kennedy-statue&lt;br /&gt;Other - The crazy monk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;br /&gt;Scrubs - Man&lt;br /&gt;O.C. - Emotional&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill - Open&lt;br /&gt;Heroes - Frostbitten&lt;br /&gt;Lost - High&lt;br /&gt;House - Scared&lt;br /&gt;Simpsons - Cowardly&lt;br /&gt;The news - Mongolic&lt;br /&gt;American Idol - Masochistic&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy - Senile&lt;br /&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - Ashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;7. Your mood right now?&lt;br /&gt;Happy - How awful I’ve felt&lt;br /&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;br /&gt;Bored - That Santa doesn’t exist&lt;br /&gt;Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage&lt;br /&gt;Depressed - That we’re cousins&lt;br /&gt;Excited - That there is no solution to this.&lt;br /&gt;Nervous - The middle-east&lt;br /&gt;Worried - That your Honda sucks&lt;br /&gt;Apathetic - That I did a sex-change&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed - That I’m allergic to your hamster&lt;br /&gt;Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men&lt;br /&gt;Overjoyous - That I’m open&lt;br /&gt;Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. What’s the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;White - Your ring&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Your love letters&lt;br /&gt;Red - Your Darth Vader-poster&lt;br /&gt;Black - Your tame stone&lt;br /&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;br /&gt;Green - The pictures from LA&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Your contact book&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Your old lottery coupons&lt;br /&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;br /&gt;Other - Your memories from the military service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;9. The first letter of your first name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Your photo&lt;br /&gt;C/D - The oil stocks&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Your neighbour Martin&lt;br /&gt;G/H - My virginity&lt;br /&gt;I/J - The results of your blood-sample&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Your left ear&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Your suicide note&lt;br /&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;br /&gt;W/X - David’s tricot outfits&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Your grades from college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;10. The last letter in your last name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Always will remember&lt;br /&gt;C/D - Never will forget&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Always wanted to break&lt;br /&gt;G/H - Never openly mocked&lt;br /&gt;I/J - Always have felt dirty before&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Will tell the authorities about&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about&lt;br /&gt;O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Always will try to forget&lt;br /&gt;W/X - Am better off without&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Never liked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;11. What do you prefer to drink?&lt;br /&gt;Water- Our friendship&lt;br /&gt;Beer - Senility&lt;br /&gt;Soft drink - A new life as a clone&lt;br /&gt;Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo&lt;br /&gt;Milk - The apartment building&lt;br /&gt;Wine - Cocaine abuse&lt;br /&gt;Cider - A passionate interest for mice&lt;br /&gt;Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;br /&gt;Mineral water - Embarrassing rash&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism&lt;br /&gt;Whisky - To ruin the second world war&lt;br /&gt;Other - To hate the Boston Celtics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;Thailand - Warm regards&lt;br /&gt;USA - Best regards&lt;br /&gt;England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail&lt;br /&gt;Spain - Go and drown yourself&lt;br /&gt;China - Disgusting regards&lt;br /&gt;Germany - With ease&lt;br /&gt;Japan - Go burn&lt;br /&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;br /&gt;Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;br /&gt;Egypt - Fuck off now&lt;br /&gt;France - In pain&lt;br /&gt;Other - Greetings to your freaky family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ended up, this is what I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t really know how to tell you this, but &lt;strong&gt;you’re a loser&lt;/strong&gt;. I think I realized it when &lt;strong&gt;that night&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;with George Bush and his wife&lt;/strong&gt; and I saw you &lt;strong&gt;sit on my best friend&lt;/strong&gt;. I’m sure you’re &lt;strong&gt;frostbitten&lt;/strong&gt; enough to understand &lt;strong&gt;that Santa doesn’t exist&lt;/strong&gt;. I’m returning &lt;strong&gt;your ring&lt;/strong&gt; to you, but I’ll keep &lt;strong&gt;the oil stocks&lt;/strong&gt; as a memory. You should also know that &lt;strong&gt;I told in my confession today about&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;senility&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Greetings to your freaky family&lt;/strong&gt;, The O.F. Kiddo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-4644674124351768881?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/4644674124351768881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=4644674124351768881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4644674124351768881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4644674124351768881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/10/got-tagged-by-my-sister.html' title='Tag'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-9211924977152666945</id><published>2008-10-29T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:07:27.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement</title><content type='html'>Come visit the other blog of mine for more updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last update: &lt;a href="http://jay-voice.blogspot.com/2008/10/hate-money.html"&gt;HATE Money (28/10/2008)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out !&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; [J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-9211924977152666945?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/9211924977152666945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=9211924977152666945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/9211924977152666945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/9211924977152666945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/10/announcement_29.html' title='Announcement'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-78077158398945709</id><published>2008-10-26T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:31:00.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement</title><content type='html'>Come visit the other blog of mine for more updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last update: &lt;a href="http://jay-voice.blogspot.com/2008/10/media-carnival-08.html"&gt;Media Carnival 08 (26/10/2008)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out !&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; [J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-78077158398945709?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/78077158398945709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=78077158398945709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/78077158398945709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/78077158398945709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/10/announcement_26.html' title='Announcement'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-660500247062674975</id><published>2008-10-25T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T20:52:19.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement</title><content type='html'>Come visit the other blog of mine for more updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last update: &lt;a href="http://jay-voice.blogspot.com/2008/10/officially-sick.html"&gt;Officially Sick (25/10/2008)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out !&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; [J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-660500247062674975?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/660500247062674975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=660500247062674975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/660500247062674975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/660500247062674975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/10/announcement_5238.html' title='Announcement'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-694823716447133985</id><published>2008-10-25T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T20:51:38.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement</title><content type='html'>Come visit the other blog of mine for more updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last update: &lt;a href="http://jay-voice.blogspot.com/2008/10/embarrassing-moment.html"&gt;Embarrassing Moment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://jay-voice.blogspot.com/2008/10/see-hear-speaksp.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://jay-voice.blogspot.com/2008/10/embarrassing-moment.html"&gt; (23/10/2008)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out !&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; [J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-694823716447133985?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/694823716447133985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=694823716447133985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/694823716447133985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/694823716447133985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/10/announcement_25.html' title='Announcement'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-6735165992394386766</id><published>2008-10-20T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T20:52:43.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement</title><content type='html'>Come visit the other blog of mine for more updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last update: &lt;a href="http://jay-voice.blogspot.com/2008/10/see-hear-speaksp.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://jay-voice.blogspot.com/2008/10/updates.html"&gt;Updates (20/10/2008)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out !&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; [J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-6735165992394386766?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/6735165992394386766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=6735165992394386766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6735165992394386766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6735165992394386766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/10/announcement_20.html' title='Announcement'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-7539624335230273430</id><published>2008-10-16T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:11:25.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement</title><content type='html'>Come visit the other blog of mine for more updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last update: &lt;a href="http://jay-voice.blogspot.com/2008/10/see-hear-speaksp.html"&gt;SEE. HEAR. SPEAK. (16/10/2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out !&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; [J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-7539624335230273430?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/7539624335230273430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=7539624335230273430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/7539624335230273430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/7539624335230273430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/10/announcement_19.html' title='Announcement'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-450886557407561586</id><published>2008-10-13T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:11:12.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement</title><content type='html'>Come visit the other blog of mine for more updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last update: &lt;a href="http://jay-voice.blogspot.com/2008/10/girls-vs-guys.html"&gt;Girls VD Guys (13/10/2008)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out !&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; [J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-450886557407561586?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/450886557407561586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=450886557407561586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/450886557407561586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/450886557407561586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/10/announcement.html' title='Announcement'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-1517120682292344266</id><published>2008-10-03T13:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T14:20:04.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by James</title><content type='html'>Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/Jab_darkness"&gt;James&lt;/a&gt; for tagging me, I was quite surprise when you told me that you had already tagged me. I'll do it even the some questions of the tag is hard to answer. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is the relationship of you and him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+ We can consider as friend even though we only met once during a LEO occasion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your 5 impressions towards him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+ First impression: Cool (as in seldom talks)&lt;br /&gt;+ First impression: Hard to befriend with (unless you are a girl)&lt;br /&gt;+ Later impression: Friendly dude (after chatted over the net)&lt;br /&gt;+ Later impression: Cool (as in a nice friend to chat with)&lt;br /&gt;+ Later impression: Nice person (thanks for the tag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The most memorable things he had done for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+ Well, only met once and the only thing he did was passing me his name card?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable things he had said to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+ Erm... My blog impressed him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If he becomes your lover, you will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+ Kinda impossible right? Unless both of us... LOLz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he becomes your enemy, you will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+ Of course I don't wish this will happen but he became my enemy, then I have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he becomes your lover, he has to improve on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+ No idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he becomes your enemy, the reason is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+ Perhaps I did something that hurts him a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The most desirable thing to do on him is...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+ No idea too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The overall impression of him is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+ Gr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eat ! Nice friend to befriend with !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How do you think the people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+ Annoying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The character of you for yourself is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+ Not sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. On contrary, the character you hate of yourself is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+ Self conscious&lt;br /&gt;+ Low self esteem&lt;br /&gt;+ Lack of confident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The most ideal person that you wanna be is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+ A lot to be listed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. For the people who care about and likes you, say something about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+ Have nothing else to say but a big &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks for being there for me all the time, and thanks for supporting me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 people to tag.&lt;br /&gt;1.   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-1517120682292344266?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/1517120682292344266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=1517120682292344266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1517120682292344266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1517120682292344266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged-by-james.html' title='Tagged by James'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-6173973110900983062</id><published>2008-09-15T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T17:58:10.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>365 Days NOT Enough For Students To Study</title><content type='html'>I received an e-mail earlier from Dara and found this interesting. Decided to copy and paste it up here for all of you, since I am considering to make this a site where I collect crappy informations, crappy feelings, crappy things, and crappy what-ever !&lt;br /&gt;Here you go:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the fault of student if he/she fails because the year ONLY has 365 days...&lt;br /&gt;Typical academic year for a student:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Sundays - 52 Sundays in a year, you know Sundays are for rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Days left 313.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Summer holidays - 50 where weather is very hot and difficult to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  Days left 263.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. 8 hours daily sleep - 130 days GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  Days left 141.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 1 hour for daily playing- (good for health) means 15 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  Days left 126.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 2 hours daily for food &amp;amp; other delicacies (chewing properly &amp;amp;  swallowing) - means 30 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  Days left 96.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 1 hour for talking (man is a social animal) - means 15 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  Days left 81.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Exam days - per year at least 35 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  Days left 46.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Quarterly, half yearly and festival (holidays) - 40 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  Days left 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. For sickness - at least 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  Days left 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Movies and functions- at least 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;   1 day left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. That 1 day is your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;   How can you study on that day ?!?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Balance = 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;' How can a student pass ?????'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, what you think?&lt;div&gt;I found it acceptable to fail my studies now! LOL!  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;[J]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3480780202915432062-6173973110900983062?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/6173973110900983062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=6173973110900983062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6173973110900983062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6173973110900983062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/09/365-days-not-enough-for-students-to.html' title='365 Days NOT Enough For Students To Study'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-4051651909669600900</id><published>2008-09-13T18:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T17:36:47.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darn Long Tag</title><content type='html'>Okay, since Joanne insisted me to do, here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;(Chia Ying, don't say I didn't do okay?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chong Jia Jun, Jason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisters: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9/10...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;175 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subang Jaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite drinks: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite breakfast: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't have either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane?: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not exactly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep at school : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when I was tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone’s heart: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I even fell from the bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I used to have 7K e-mails in my inbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your room like : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;typical boys room but slightly cleaner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s right beside you: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my T-shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wan tan mee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had chicken pox: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saw the chicken pox scar on my face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stitches: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so far I'm stitch-less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken nose: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have tall nose and it's real !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ard to believe in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;depends on the weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you danced with: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;college dance members&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last made you smile: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yesterday during moon cake festival celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You last yelled at: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today did you talk to someone you like:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed anyone: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get sick: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to me sore throat means sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to an ex: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss someone: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perhaps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what a weird question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best feeling in the world: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;being love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;used to I suppose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s under your bed: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dusts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really hate: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;those who are in my blacklisted list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7pm, suppose to go for family reunion now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random: Is there a person who is on your mind now: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I suppose so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any siblings: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what is the purpose of asking those questions above?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want children: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you smile often: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;strangers thinks i'm serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your hand-writing: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;depends on my mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are your toe nails painted:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my dream bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color shirt are you wearing now: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;white and black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 7:00 p.m. yesterday: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you cry last : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last semester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a friendly person: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pets: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the person you have feelings for right now?: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now?: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what I think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on?: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i seldom watch TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing right now?: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;doing this freaking long tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window?: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle the truth?: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you too forgiving?: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;most of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father?: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of?: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;those who happens to be in the lab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people can you say you’ve really loved?: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more than one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat healthy?: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it depends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still have pictures of you &amp;amp; your ex?: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dot.dot.dot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you?: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;uh-huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re having a bad day, where you most likely to go to?: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;any quiet place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time?: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a combination of both, it depends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident?: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago:&lt;br /&gt;(i) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;being lock at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ii) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sleep before 12am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(iii) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;craves for a relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(iv) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tuitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(v) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;being myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things on my to-do list today:&lt;br /&gt;(i) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;go out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ii) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have my own life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(iii) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;go party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(iv) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;go shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(v) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;discover what I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks I enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;(i) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Potato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ii) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(iii) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chips More&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(iv) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oreo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(v) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;McFlurry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire:&lt;br /&gt;(i) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;save half&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ii) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buy dream house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(iii) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buy dream car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(iv) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buy strategic-area houses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(v) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;change my overall look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of my bad habits:&lt;br /&gt;(i) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lack of confident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ii) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(iii) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;emotional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(iv) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like to drag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(v) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not able to adapt new environment easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 people to tag:&lt;br /&gt;(1) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-4051651909669600900?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/4051651909669600900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=4051651909669600900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4051651909669600900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-371484126520334068</id><published>2008-09-11T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T21:55:03.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I BUU MYSELF</title><content type='html'>I HATED MYSELF FOR BEING WHO I AM TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WISH I CAN START CHANGING MY ATTITUDE AND STOP COMPLAINING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT EVERYTHING TO BE NORMAL IN MY LIFE BUT THINGS IS NOT THAT EASY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MATTER HOW IS IT, I AM GETTING TIRED AND SICK WITH ALL THESE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WISH I CAN STOP BEING MYSELF AND START PRETENDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEING SOMEONE I AM NOT SUPPOSE TO BE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I MIGHT BE EVEN HAPPIER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOUNDS GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M EVIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D= &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-371484126520334068?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/371484126520334068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=371484126520334068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/371484126520334068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/371484126520334068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-buu-myself.html' title='I BUU MYSELF'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-6718652894951849112</id><published>2008-09-02T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T19:42:23.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just An Announcement</title><content type='html'>Guess where am I now? Well, 7.35 at night, I probably staying at home having dinner and watching TV, but now I am  still in college. Trying to do my assignments and search for sponsorship for the coming event. Nothing much was done thou, but at least I printed some notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I had opened a more formal, not so funky, simple blog. However, this blog will still remain alive and will still get updates of me. So &lt;strong&gt;DO NOT DELETE MY LINK FROM YOUR LIST &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;REMEMBER TO ADD MY NEW BLOG LINK IN YOUR LIST&lt;/strong&gt;. Haha, how demanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jay-voice.blogspot.com/"&gt;Me &amp;amp; My Multi-Purpose Handphone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy reading. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-6718652894951849112?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/6718652894951849112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=6718652894951849112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6718652894951849112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6718652894951849112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-announcement.html' title='Just An Announcement'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-3620041642365457214</id><published>2008-08-22T14:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:19:53.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Gonna Be Random</title><content type='html'>I don't know how to start my story, well, I will try my best to make it interesting. I went to college as usual, early, at 8 am and bumped into Deborah. We had a short chat while walking to Media Hub. Then, I went for a 1 and a half hours of Student Council meeting and went for breakfast at one of the mamak stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to class for about 5 minutes late and I managed to sit for the weekly quiz. Then after lecture class, we (Me and Florence) went to the Chinese stall for a drink together with Winnie, Surekha and Mio while they are having their discussion. Then Fleur met Brandon and had some Franch conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut those craps. We went to the 7th Floor for pool and met Chloe. We came down around 2pm and when we are on the way to the Media Hub, I chatted with Fleur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason: I feel like going home now.&lt;br /&gt;Fleur: Fuc*er.&lt;br /&gt;Jason: o_O" {...) [speechless]&lt;br /&gt;Fleur: No! I am not talking to you, I just read a message from an annoying guy...&lt;br /&gt;Jason: =.=" {alright)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn random right?&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; [J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-3620041642365457214?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/3620041642365457214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=3620041642365457214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/3620041642365457214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/3620041642365457214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-gonna-be-random.html' title='This Gonna Be Random'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-4096481463347117331</id><published>2008-08-21T16:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T18:07:32.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating recently. Was kinda busy with all my work and assignments. Anyway, Deborah tagged me and I am going to do it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite some times I never do tags. And this one is different compare with the others. They name it PhotoTag. You are suppose to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer the questions below, do a Google Image search with your answer, take a picture from the first page of results, and do it with minimal words of explanation. Tag 5 other people to do the same once you’ve finished answering every question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The age you'll be on your next birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) A place you'd like to travel to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;3) Your favorite place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[As long as I am outside, I will be happy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Your favorite food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Your favorite pet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Your favorite color combination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Your favourite piece of clothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;[I think formal looks good on me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Your all time favourite song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Any nice song will do]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Your favorite TV show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) First name of your significant other/crush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I will definitely disclose here if I gone cuckoo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) The town you live in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;[To be exact, SS 15]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Your first job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Anakku Promoter]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Your dream job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/13_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/13_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/13_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/13_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) A bad habit you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/14.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Low Self Esteem]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Your worst fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/15.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Being left out]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) The one thing you'd like to do before you die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[A lot to be listed]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will carry on with my own style. I won't tag anyone, so whoever who wants to do it, do it lo. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;[J]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-4096481463347117331?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/4096481463347117331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=4096481463347117331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4096481463347117331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4096481463347117331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/08/tag.html' title='Tag'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/th_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-2374080110093380770</id><published>2008-08-13T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T23:11:02.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes !</title><content type='html'>The subjects of this semester are very dull and heavy.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether I can bear with it or not because it is really stressful to me.&lt;br /&gt;Online newspapers to read everyday, quizzes every week.&lt;br /&gt;1200 words summary every week.&lt;br /&gt;And more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Gayatri's tutorial class tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And you know what is waiting for us?&lt;br /&gt;Quizzes !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online newspaper -- unchecked&lt;br /&gt;Text Book Chapter 4 -- unchecked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...great ! I will be facing 10 scary unknown question tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And I believed that I will fail and even obtain a zero.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-2374080110093380770?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/2374080110093380770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=2374080110093380770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2374080110093380770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2374080110093380770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/08/quizzes.html' title='Quizzes !'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-8279706375177054090</id><published>2008-08-11T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:52:35.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/DSC01331copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/DSC01331copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey ya people. How was the video uploaded earlier? Serious damn funny la right? Anyways, I managed to take a new sets of pictures this morning and I had uploaded those pictures in my PhotoBlog. Click &lt;a href="http://jay-style.blogspot.com/2008/08/me-update.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the link. Remember to wash your eyes after viewing it, cause it's quite 'disturbing' for some people who doesn't likes me. Well, if there are people who doesn't likes me they will never click on that link. Enjoy =) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[J]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-8279706375177054090?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/8279706375177054090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=8279706375177054090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/8279706375177054090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/8279706375177054090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/08/me-update.html' title='ME Update'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/th_DSC01331copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-6741136182832081143</id><published>2008-08-09T11:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T21:38:46.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Dude</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AR7zkySv6GA&amp;amp;color1=11645361&amp;amp;color2=13619151&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AR7zkySv6GA&amp;amp;color1=11645361&amp;amp;color2=13619151&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this through someone's blog.&lt;br /&gt;He is funny, he makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;This fella reminds me of Justin, I don't know why. Perhaps the smile and the body gesture ?&lt;br /&gt;And to Winnie: Will you give up those other rockers for him ? LOL =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy peep ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[J]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-6741136182832081143?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/6741136182832081143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=6741136182832081143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6741136182832081143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6741136182832081143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/08/funny-dude.html' title='Funny Dude'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-5456996121432840033</id><published>2008-08-04T10:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T11:08:23.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great, My Frist Day In College...</title><content type='html'>...after having my first semester break of my degree course was totally awesome... NOT ! Why you might ask, is it because I can't wake up early after getting used to the holiday mode? Or is it because I don't like my course or subjects? Or maybe... nope !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's begin my story at 12.15am in the morning. I am suppose to go to bed at 11.45pm, mom tend to force me to sleep early so that I can wake up at 6 in the morning, as usual school period... which of course, I did not follow what she told and went chatting online until 12am plus. Got some nagging (as usual again) when she knows I am still awake at 12.15 am when I was going down to switch off the modem. Oh yea, my house rules, PC can't be switched on twenty four seven and we (the last user) are suppose to switch of the modem before sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, got some nagging, went to toilet, wash my face clear the oil, lower down the speed of the ceiling fan, switch off the light, went to bed, try to sleep. Sounds like I am getting a good night sleep right? But no ! Instead of sleeping, my eyes was widely opened looking at the ceiling and the fan. I don't know what I can do to force myself to shut down all the programme process in my brain, it was still working non stop creating thoughts and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the brain don't stop working while you are asleep and I know that. But I just wish I can knock myself out by using a baseball bat (if only I have one in my room and if I have the guts to do so) so that I can have a good night sleep the night through. Eventually I don't have all those, the guts and the tool as well, so I was awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked my hand phone. It shows 1.00 am. Great. I am still awake and I am suppose to wake up at 6 in the morning. 5 more hours to go and "I AM STILL AWAKE" (that was what I told myself last night). I can't sleep at night during the holidays even though I lay down at 12. I will only fall asleep after 1.30am almost every night and it has eventually became a 'trend' for my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking for a reason why I can't go to sleep. I heard music. Not only music but advertisements as well. Right, now I know why. The reason behind these all while is because of the newly bought LCD TV downstairs. You see, I did not examined the whole structure but I assume that the volume and sound came out from the side of the TV, and the noise travel fast through the wall and air and it has channel all the distracting noises and sounds and radiation into my room. Daddy tend to sleep after 1.30am every night and I can't sleep with those irritating noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral value of the story: Do not buy LCD TV, buy the old fashion TV. Otherwise, do have sound proved walls and doors for your bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the main point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghee, I am having such long entry this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the topic. I woke up at 6am today and found that my hair sucks today. Bad hair day indeed. But I care no more ! I just know I am going to the saloon again and this time, I want it short. SHORT but NOT the FORM 5 kind of short. Short with style I suppose. Wondering is that possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I already have problems lacking of sleeping hours and as well as my hair. Now what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached college. I found out that there are no classes today !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make my effort to wake up early in the morning to attend class, just to know that there are actually no class TODAY ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently there is a note stating that all tutorial classes will start next week on the 11th of August. AND today I have 3 tutorial classes. So GREAT ! I am in college for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into Ms Adeline. She suggest me to go to the library to read and download all notes. But the problem now is I don't know what else to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider very UNLUCKY day today.&lt;br /&gt;Monday VERY Blue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-5456996121432840033?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/5456996121432840033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=5456996121432840033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5456996121432840033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5456996121432840033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/08/great-my-frist-day-in-college.html' title='Great, My Frist Day In College...'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-8749840594764457517</id><published>2008-08-01T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T01:34:38.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 1.32am Now And I Feel Like...</title><content type='html'>I feel like having some snacks !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooo hooo !&lt;br /&gt;I swear I am going to be fat !&lt;br /&gt;I wish college, assignment and stress will slim me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To eat or not to eat?&lt;br /&gt;I feel like eating ler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[J]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-8749840594764457517?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/8749840594764457517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=8749840594764457517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/8749840594764457517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/8749840594764457517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-132am-now-and-i-feel-like.html' title='It&apos;s 1.32am Now And I Feel Like...'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-642355694580722814</id><published>2008-07-30T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T22:02:16.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/ap_F23_20080727093848899copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/ap_F23_20080727093848899copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmm, people do you know what? After a week I came back from Genting, I am still sick ! Before this I got sore throat, slight fever, headache and so and my sore throat got serious till the point that I felt hurt swallowing my own saliva . Went to see the doctor on Monday and I got better on Tuesday after taking the medicine given by the doctor. However, another virus attacked me on Tuesday and I got flu and cough. My throat got well today I consider but I am still sick !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with Issac and he wants me to mention his name in my blog. So I purpose have this line for him. Happy boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I had updated my PhotoBlog. Pictures and some slight description about my trip are over there. Feel free to visit my PhotoBlog or just click &lt;a href="http://jay-style.blogspot.com/2008/07/genting-trip.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and go to the entry itself. Enjoy dudes ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[J]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-642355694580722814?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/642355694580722814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=642355694580722814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/642355694580722814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/642355694580722814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/07/genting-trip.html' title='Genting Trip'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/th_ap_F23_20080727093848899copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-6384288221244422418</id><published>2008-07-26T22:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T22:57:52.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Feeling Sick</title><content type='html'>Wanted to make an entry about the Genting trip but just can't make myself to start typing. My head is still quite heavy and dizzy, the my throat never feel better. Touching my forehead, it is still kinda warm... which is not a good news. Guess I am not the only person who got sick after coming back from Genting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the main reason I got sick is because I did not get to sleep properly. It is quite clear now. I can't stay awake for the whole night and the out come of staying awake the whole night will be... sick. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right... I am not going to stay awake whole night otherwise I will be sick again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason. The bottle I brought was quite small, causing me drink less water in such cooling weather. One thing bad in me is I don't really like to drink water unless I am asked to. That's why I got Deborah to remind me sometimes. Hahaha... Joanne as well is another reminder. Funny la you guys. Thanks for reminding anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forcing myself to drink more water now... but it doesn't seems helping much. My throat is still quite painful and I just don't know what I can do. I keep taking the medicine specially for my throat but... after about 6 tablets taken,  there are still no effect !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already skipped the port luck party organised by Ms Jessica, and missed the chance to meet my ex-boss and the others. It's kinda sucky thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Sunday. And I will have 1 more week left and classes will start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe my holiday is going to end SO soon !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me please, that I am going to get well soon. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[J]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-6384288221244422418?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/6384288221244422418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=6384288221244422418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6384288221244422418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6384288221244422418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/07/still-feeling-sick.html' title='Still Feeling Sick'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-1037684024225678261</id><published>2008-07-25T13:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T13:20:03.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Feeling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SICK NOW !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, dizzy, headache, sore throat, neck ache... whatever...&lt;br /&gt;Everything came to me after I came back from Genting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am moving as slow as... whatever it is slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, and I am telling you guys that I will be updating my blog soon, on my Genting trip. So yea, please stay tune !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Oh my... I can barely think properly now...) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;[J]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-1037684024225678261?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/1037684024225678261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=1037684024225678261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1037684024225678261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1037684024225678261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-feeling.html' title='I&apos;m Feeling...'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-6701512714594346408</id><published>2008-07-20T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T12:17:53.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leo Musical Charity Concert</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, let's talk about something else, something that I did not mention for a long time. Anyone remembers that I am a LEO Club member ? I joined the club since form 1, and I have the passion towards the club and activities organized. Having the thought that LEO is my life and I will never give up joining the club, and wanted to join the Lion Club one day when I am old enough. That's why I still join the club after I left form 5, even though the other friends of mine had decided to quite joining it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am loosing the passion, the fire, the hope towards the club. I think that it is taking out my time and I don't have enough time for my assignments and personal use. Perhaps the group I hang along with are no longer there, and I don't feel comfortable without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 years joining the Omega club, I did nothing. And I feel that I can't actually hang well in the club. Maybe it is due to my personal confidence. I am not confident enough to speak up or to lead a project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I was given a project to be done. This can consider as my first project and this is quite a big project. The Leo Musical Charity Concert, is major event of the year and this will be held next year. Of course, I have to start planning now. The profits earned will be channeled for charity, mostly to the orphanages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah ! People, do support my project. My very own major project, and I hope I can handle this project well. Since I am a mass comm student now, I need to give myself a try. Training and so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to me ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-6701512714594346408?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/6701512714594346408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=6701512714594346408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6701512714594346408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6701512714594346408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/07/leo-musical-charity-concert.html' title='Leo Musical Charity Concert'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-4899190084968496409</id><published>2008-07-18T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T22:47:02.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RESULT'S OUT PEOPLE !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Check it from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://my.unisa.edu.au/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My UniSA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;homepage, under "my Academic record".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am not having good grades thou =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways, good luck to those who are checking your result !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-4899190084968496409?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/4899190084968496409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=4899190084968496409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4899190084968496409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4899190084968496409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/07/results-out-people.html' title='RESULT&apos;S OUT PEOPLE !'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-2804460183629654758</id><published>2008-07-17T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T00:37:07.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solve My Problem</title><content type='html'>I remembered we were talking about taking studio picture before we turn to 20 but I just can't remember who were in that conversation. We agreed to take together, anyone remembers anything? Mind to tell ? Solve my problem please. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-2804460183629654758?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/2804460183629654758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=2804460183629654758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2804460183629654758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2804460183629654758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/07/solve-my-problem.html' title='Solve My Problem'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-6116407206712652641</id><published>2008-07-16T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T15:11:58.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what ?</title><content type='html'>I might be working for Taylor's again, this time will be working under the Cooperate Marketing side. Not decided yet, but 80% confirming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I stopped working for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CPE&lt;/span&gt; department, I have to think of a way to find extra pocket money for myself. If I am going to go out once a while I will need money to survive. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;allowance from my parents is not enough for me to do something extra sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;And considering that I might need something to do to pass my time, beside doing assignments, I might accept the job. Taking this as one of my opportunity to know more about the job scope and to know more people around the college, this might be a golden opportunity / learning experience for me !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Think about it. I think I will accept the job. Better call Shereen to confirm. Then I will see whoever who will be in college this Friday =) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-6116407206712652641?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/6116407206712652641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=6116407206712652641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6116407206712652641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6116407206712652641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/07/guess-what.html' title='Guess what ?'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-3698970590169602575</id><published>2008-07-15T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T16:06:51.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biotherm @ Mid Valley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/DSC00937copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/DSC00937copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And yea, I'm finally back ! Sorry for being so slow, I mean to upload this entry. Not to say that there are a lot to write or something, but just being lazy as usual. I staied at home for 5 days and more rotting while taking care of my sister. Hey, it's not easy okay ? I am having holiday but I have to stay at home when I am suppose to go out hanging out with my friends instead of... yea, rotting. But what can do ? Since my parents had ordered me to do so and went to Kota Kinabalu for vication. They are coming back today thou, finally. And yes, I have been a good brother, just that I had forgotten the time to fetch her home today and she got mad for that ? How annoying ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the pictures in my &lt;a href="http://jay-style.blogspot.com/2008/07/biotherm-mid-valley.html"&gt;PhotoBlog&lt;/a&gt;, you will see that there are some differences of the counter as compare with One Utama's counter. They have more computers and more things la... as in they have lucky draw for each RM 100 spent, photo shooting session for every product bought, and a free recycle bag with picture drew by the artist for each RM 350 spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go have a look. More pictures might be uploaded if I am not lazy. Pictures of me and the other promoters, but I forgot to take pictures with Eve, one of the promoter. Shall find her next time, since I know where she is working now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, people, is there any freelance job to be introduced ? I am seeking for one. Thanks anyways ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-3698970590169602575?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/3698970590169602575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=3698970590169602575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/3698970590169602575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/3698970590169602575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/07/biotherm-mid-valley.html' title='Biotherm @ Mid Valley'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/th_DSC00937copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-6467007245081316565</id><published>2008-07-08T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:11:08.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/DSC01013copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/DSC01013copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Teck Weng, my ex... classmate and schoolmate (haha, gotcha !), funny one to hang out with. Anyway, today Debra, one of my high school junior asked me to go for lunch service today for her friend, Mervin. According to her, I should have known him last time but I don't remember seeing him, and he has the same name as me. Then during the lunch service, I met Pei Min together with Adeline. Then I heard them calling Teck Weng, so I assumed that they are going to Pyramid, which is some place I wanted to go as well. So I follow them along lo~ 5 of us walked around Pyramid. And of course, some of them bought something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just follow, and wait and as well did a survey on some sport shoes. I wanted to buy when i get my pay. But I heard that my salary will be coming out 2 months later. Oh well. Not many pictures we took. Din't really take picture during this outing also. Anyway, I really wish to go further my studies in Adelaide in my third year. Since they are going over there too ! Got friends over there, will always be different one ! Oh yea, the Biotherm promotion already over and now I am jobless. Anyone wanna introduce me some job ? And pictures during my working days will be uploaded soon. So sorry with all broken English. Having headache now. Seems that I am having fever. Need some rest thou. Nights people ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-6467007245081316565?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/6467007245081316565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=6467007245081316565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6467007245081316565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6467007245081316565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/07/outing.html' title='Outing'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/th_DSC01013copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-5434296386201150805</id><published>2008-07-01T20:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T20:42:03.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGED</title><content type='html'>I was somehow 'tagged' by my sister. She actually forced me with a shotgun pointed at my head. In order to safe my life, I have to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.What do you want the most now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MYSELF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Are you in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOPE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.If you have a dream come true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEN I WILL BE HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I BELIEVE MY EYES AND I SAW IT HAPPENED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What's your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT PLANNED YET, AND DON'T FEEL LIKE PLANNING ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you believe in eternity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERHAPS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Have you ever broken a person's heart that he/she wanted to commit suicide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELL YEA &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(BUT I HATE PEOPLE WHO COMMITS SUICIDE, IT'S JUST STUPID)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What feeling do you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANY THAT MAKES ME HAPPY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.What are the requirements for your other half?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEING ABLE TO FULFILL ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What kind of feeling do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANY THAT MAKES ME SAD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Do you cherish every friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OF COURSE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What do you want to do in the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT DEPENDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONEY, LOOK, POWER, FRIENDSHIP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. How did you feel last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AS USUAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Who do you hope to be always there for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE RIGHT PERSON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.When do you think the world will end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHO KNOWS, I AM NOT THE EARTH CREATER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.The world ends tomorrow.What will you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPEND TODAY WISELY AND DO ALL SILLY STUFF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.What do you think of the person that tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY SIS, WHAT YOU THINK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.What do you want to know right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE ANSWER FOR QUESTION 17&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Tagging~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO ONE. JUST DO IT IF YOU FEEL LIKE IT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I am done.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I will be working tomorrow at Mid Valley. See me there alright ?&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; [J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-5434296386201150805?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/5434296386201150805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=5434296386201150805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5434296386201150805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5434296386201150805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged.html' title='TAGGED'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-5320877761894344514</id><published>2008-06-29T22:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:57:54.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biotherm @ One Utama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/DSC00915copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/DSC00915copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well well well, after working for 3 days, I finally get to come online as I came home early. I reached home quite late on Friday and Saturday as I don't have a car, but today, since I drove over to One Utama, I have to drive home straight after I finish working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my work. I got a call from my friend few days ago and she asked me whether I am interested to work for a skin care company and I agreed to help. On that day it self only I know I am working for Biotherm. Only 4 males got hired to work from 12pm to 7pm and I am one of them, hehehe ! We are suppose to give out the promotion card and pull customers for a free skin analyse, the pursuing part will leave it to the permanent workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guess what, I get to play with the machine and I actually used it to scan... Sabrina's face. LOL. Well, at least I know how to explain to her and intro her some products that is suitable for her. Besides, thanks to the supervisor, Lynn, I got to know about male's skin care products, more or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you approach me (for guys only) and ask me what you should use, I guess I can point out the product that is suitable after asking a few question. Should be okay for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very happy get to know some new people and friends. Looking forward for the next job. Nice working with all of you people: Sky, Casper, Adrain, Ming Keat, Lynn, Yen Yi, Catherine, June and others. Hope to see most of you again !&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[J]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: More pics click &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://jay-style.blogspot.com/2008/06/biotherm-one-utama.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-5320877761894344514?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/5320877761894344514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=5320877761894344514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5320877761894344514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5320877761894344514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/06/biotherm-one-utama.html' title='Biotherm @ One Utama'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/th_DSC00915copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-2234083280753695799</id><published>2008-06-27T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T23:41:46.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pyramid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/DSC00848copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/DSC00848copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright, due to the connection, I just manage to upload some pics in my Photo Blog. Maybe you guys can give me some idea or suggestion on which shirt is nice on me ? I feel like buying the last one thou, go check it out ! Click &lt;a href="http://jay-style.blogspot.com/2008/06/pyramid.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the link to that particular entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, this is a real short entry !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-2234083280753695799?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/2234083280753695799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=2234083280753695799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2234083280753695799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2234083280753695799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/06/pyramid.html' title='Pyramid'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/th_DSC00848copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-325454992664644344</id><published>2008-06-26T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:42:10.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How's Life ?</title><content type='html'>The connection today is so bad, worst then the other time as this time I don't even get into Friendster webpage. Fine. Not going to force it anyways, might go offline and finish up my Heroes Second Season the last episod. Hahaha, I like Heroes !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my sister today after taking her report card. We went to watch Get Smart and had Subway for lunch. Bought some magazines, so I might just read it after this. Took some pictures, in the fitting room, as usual. Might post it up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will start working tomorrow at 1 Utama. For only 3 days. Any freelance job to intro ? I have my whole month free except there is a week I have to dedicate it to my sister as my parents are going to KK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's life people ? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-325454992664644344?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/325454992664644344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=325454992664644344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/325454992664644344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/325454992664644344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/06/hows-life.html' title='How&apos;s Life ?'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-7223065620771408921</id><published>2008-06-25T21:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:54:51.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/IMG00050copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/IMG00050copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally ! After 5 days of my holiday, I am starting to blog. I guess all my fellow classmates who has a blog already posted something up on the first or second day of their holiday but just me, busy as usual. LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connection has been sucky since 2 weeks before my holiday. And I have finish up all my assignment with this sucky connection. Well, I already got over with it. I should be happy. My PC somehow is getting some problems and it just can't turn on sometimes. I feel like backing up all my data and bring it to reformat before it turn worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture above was taken by using Pei Hwa's laptop. Thanks to her laptop, all posers was quite satisfied with their posing on the last day of first semester. Except for some people who were still rushing their assignment and keep asking us to shut up. LOL. No offends. *Anyways, there are more pictures in my Photo Blog*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me share what had happened these 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day and the second day which is on the 21 and 22 of June, weekends, I went working as a student helper on an education fair in Mid Valley. And I did not really get to go online since Friday due to the connection. So I watched Heroes Season 1 which I downloaded from the net and spend my time. On the 23 of June, I went jogging with my mom early in the morning and I saw Alicia's mom, having her morning walk. Had some long conversation on education with Mr Narthen (I don't know about the spelling), a stranger, who has been walking around the lake for 20 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up late on the 24 of June and did not went for morning walk. Instead, I got a call on that day, a friend of mine was offering me a job in One Utama on this coming Friday and the weekends, I accepted the offer. Today which is the 25 of June, went for jogging again and saw Lish's mom and she told me that she might be able to get me a job, but I have to get the number from them. On yea, not forgetting that I went out with Mr Nathaniel (Architecture school lecturer) for a movie, Kong Fu Panda. Was kinda weird but who cares. LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, wasted my 5 days of holiday. Getting my sis's report card tomorrow after jogging. Will be catching a movie with her since she said she has not been going out for quite some time. Good brother, what to do ? *sweet grin* &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-7223065620771408921?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/7223065620771408921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=7223065620771408921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/7223065620771408921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/7223065620771408921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/06/semester-break.html' title='Semester Break'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/th_IMG00050copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-501063298854160286</id><published>2008-06-18T23:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T00:04:12.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Brought Someone Home</title><content type='html'>Was talking with Joanne this evening in the college library, while Nazihah was doing her own research and Chern Lin was frustrating on her research, I told her about being careful of "HIV infection" if she simply "penetrate" it into any "hole". Well, stop falling out track, I am talking about her tumb drive ! Clean your head !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, guess what ? Today my tumb drive had been stupid I suppose and had "penetrated" into some "hole" which contain "HIV", and me, another bright one, had force it to poke into one of the "holes" in my PC. A visitor came... Mr Trojan visited and staying now, with me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I don't understand this entry at all ! GOSH ! I need to find way to make him leave my PC ! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;[J]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-501063298854160286?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/501063298854160286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=501063298854160286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/501063298854160286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/501063298854160286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-brought-someone-home.html' title='I Brought Someone Home'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-1379081725096120645</id><published>2008-06-18T08:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T09:54:56.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignments Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/PC1725762copy-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/PC1725762copy-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Being &lt;strong&gt;narcissistic&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt; a &lt;strong&gt;crime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright ! Finally I'm done most of my assignments. One more left, which is the last CRR critique assignment that is going to due on this Friday. For the critique, we are suppose to find 2 articles on the same topic and will have to... talk and discuss about it la. And since my lecturer is so open minded, and those normal academical topic, to her, is consider dull and bored, I am going to talk something on... actually I am not sure yet. But it might be a taboo topic, I guess I will prefer a topic where Malaysian government will not discuss it on our academic books. Nyahahaha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a restless night on Thursday where I slept at 5am and woke up at 1am. Was chatting with Cheng Han and we sort of gives moral support to each other so that we can rush our assignments and hand it on time. A good friend indeed and appreciate him a lot !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said earlier, I woke up at 6am, to attend PR class at 10am. Why 6am instead of 7am 8am or 9am? Alright, being a lazy boy, you have to scarifies some of your sleeping hour. I don't want to waste my time to take the KTM, and as I have to pay RM 1 for it and I know I will be late walking to the station, I rather wake up early and go college together with my mom. She will drop my sister to college before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/ThePinkThing025_1copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/ThePinkThing025_1copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to class at 10am but my lecturer said that we can go home after handing in our assignment, and I was like, what ? Woke up at 6am just to hand in my assignment ? I should have got someone to pass up for me ! But think on the bright side, I manage to do some correction before handing in my assignment, and assuming it that I am helping myself to keep some marks with me instead of being cut of for not paying attention in class and not following the instruction, it's worth waking up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a movie after that. We watched The Missing (a Cantonese Hong Kong movie), and it turn out quite nice even though some of them said it is bored. Well, to me, no doubt it is kinda bored sometimes, when there are nothing else happening, but more of the time, it's scary due to the sound effects and freaky scene. I found that the movie was romantic, as since &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*whoever*&lt;/span&gt; had unintentionally stab &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*whoever*&lt;/span&gt; when they are in &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*somewhere*&lt;/span&gt; and the whole thing was captured in a video cam. One day when &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*whoever*&lt;/span&gt; found the video tape and wanted to watch it, getting close to see what had happened to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*whoever*&lt;/span&gt;, the tape went blur and yes, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*whoever*&lt;/span&gt; can't see a thing and don't know what had happened. And we found out was, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*whoever*&lt;/span&gt; who is so caring, doesn't want&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; *whoever*&lt;/span&gt; to know what had happened, and don't want &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*whoever*&lt;/span&gt; to feel guilty I suppose, he sort of 'deleted' that scene. How touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the movie, they swim together underwater. And after being told by my friends, I found out that it brings meaning of being together forever, life or death, eternally. Sob how touching ! You guys should watch la, since you don't know what I am talking about, watch it and fill in the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*whoever*&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*whoever*&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*somewhere*&lt;/span&gt; part =) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: pictures attached in this entry are not relevant to this topic, it's just for deco purposes.&lt;/strong&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/3480780202915432062-1379081725096120645?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/1379081725096120645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=1379081725096120645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1379081725096120645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1379081725096120645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/06/assignments-update.html' title='Assignments Update'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/th_PC1725762copy-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-4776027017769445440</id><published>2008-06-06T21:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T22:17:54.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consequences</title><content type='html'>(Communication: Rhetoric and Reasoning's) Presentation + (Computer, Communication and Society's) Presentation + (Computer, Communication and Society's) Journal + Sleeping at 4.30 in the morning to rush assignments + Waking up at 6.45 in the morning to attend 8am class &amp;amp; presentation = Slight Fever + Slight Sore Throat + Flu and Running-Nose + Got Cold + Pimple above mouth + Pimple on face + Ulcer under tongue + and more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Coming Up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Public Relation 1 FINAL 3-day-limit Report (2500 words)&lt;br /&gt;Communication: Rhetoric and Resoning FINAL Critique Assignment (2500 words)&lt;br /&gt;Computer, Communication and Society FINAL Presentation Report (2500 words)&lt;br /&gt;Computer, Communication and Society 4 Journal Movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Message to myself:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK MAN ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-4776027017769445440?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/4776027017769445440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=4776027017769445440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4776027017769445440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4776027017769445440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/06/consequences.html' title='Consequences'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-4889463945309616604</id><published>2008-06-04T11:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T17:10:18.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Videos</title><content type='html'>Found this in Amir's blog, decided to share with you guys !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fALPGF39GP4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fALPGF39GP4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Dealing With Woman]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I found this, and again, decided to share with everyone !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CXA9YPCP2MU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CXA9YPCP2MU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[How Woman Treat Man]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YZ-bQ_9SyqI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YZ-bQ_9SyqI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Botched]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Will just upload 3 first. I have 2 presentations, one journal, one powerpoint to do for tomorrow. All DUE TOMORROW !!! What the heck ?! Cheers people ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-4889463945309616604?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/4889463945309616604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=4889463945309616604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4889463945309616604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4889463945309616604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/06/videos.html' title='Videos'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-6911323193607968481</id><published>2008-05-26T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T00:04:11.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/PC172599copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/PC172599copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am currently chatting with Kelvin on MSN and he was telling me that he couldn't stand UNI life and feel like leaving, but eventually it's just something to say. Talk about leaving UNI life, I actually did think of leaving my course as since I think life is getting hectic and I am afraid I can't cope with it. Besides, I am afraid too that I might fail any of my subject and I need to retake it, and by that time, mom and dad will probably like, kill me? I can't take that ! I can't bear getting myself a 'fail' in any of my subject otherwise I might kill myself before being killed by someone else. Thinking back, what can I do if I don't continue my course ? Work ? Nah~ Who wants me ? I mean, a student with a Foundation in Communication cert, to compare with a degree holder, I will definitely will be the first to be kick out of any company. I might as well continue my studies and get a better job right ? Leaving college/uni is not a good choice after all ! Well, to think on the bright side, I am making more new friends and having fun in college beside studying, class and working time, I know people around and can fit myself well in the campus, why must I leave ? Right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about friends, Chern Lin with her funny entry with a funny title "Bab%Rap%dKL" is just hilarious. Knowing that the public transport of Malaysia is kinda... you know, doesn't need to further explain, but when she type it out, it is just funny ! Quote from her blog &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"...because I know I have to wait for the train and bus, you know, &lt;strong&gt;cacat train&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;babi bus&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Imagine that I am reading it loud and clear and emphasizing the bolded words. It's just funny you know ? I don't know why and can't explain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/DSC00213copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/DSC00213copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of funny friend, Amir is another funny guy in class and know what, someone had put a prank on him and he thought it was his girlfriend's ex who did that and was so afraid, yet happy to know that he is having such amazing and adventurous life. Knowing that the threaten letter was actually left by his girlfriend's sister and her 'friend', he felt funny, kinda dissapointed and proud to tell every single living things on earth about it. You gonna check out both of their blogs. Links are given at the list, go search under 'college' category and look up for Chern Lin and Amir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, just before you ask me why, pictures attached together with this entry are not inter-relate to each other, just that I am doing a such long entry, decided to insert some pictures to make it, 'colourful'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Yi Lin's back ! Welcome home girl we missed you so much ! Everyone, let's go for a vacation alright ? Don't feel like continuing already. Thanks to those 'musical dogs' behind my house causing me slept around 4.30am - 5 am and have to wake up around 6.30 am for class. Uh... but I was quite, energetic today, for don't-know-what-reason. Just... tired I suppose. Night people ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-6911323193607968481?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/6911323193607968481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=6911323193607968481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6911323193607968481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6911323193607968481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/05/friends-and-i.html' title='Friends and I'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/th_PC172599copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-251484999583199084</id><published>2008-05-20T13:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T14:06:31.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poser X Narcissist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/DSC00206copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/DSC00206copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, I guess this is the most suitable word to describe me. Jason the poser and the narcissist. Well, what's the problem of loving yourself ? No right ? But there are always people talk about this. However, there are many people who are doing the same thing and I suppose me myself is just one of the don't-know-how-many-thousand people that have the similar interest. I'm proud of it ! Haha, yes I am. In fact, I have not touched the camera for quite a long time already. Perhaps a (few) months right after I cut my hair and when it's growing, as that time the hair was kinda, but not really that curly but just that I can stand looking myself, with that kind of hair style so I rather hide myself in my own shell. Now, I had my hair straighten, as in the fringe only and I look at least better and smarter compare to last time, when it's still curl. Yea, as I bought a new shirt, I make full used of the shirt and Wei Hong old sun glasses, and took a set of new model look pictures for myself. Quite satisfying after so long not holding the camera. Luckily the self-taking-picture technique is still with me, otherwise all these pictures will not be presented here. Hahaha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there is only one picture here. I know some people rather read than looking through at my pictures. But for those who are interested, do hop ito my &lt;a href="http://jay-style.blogspot.com/"&gt;Photo Site&lt;/a&gt;, and you can have a view of it. I just uploaded 15 pictures instead of the whole 200 plus pictures. I'm not THAT crazy over myself... yet. Hehe~ Hope you guys enjoy this entry. Haha ! You may click &lt;a href="http://jay-style.blogspot.com/2008/05/poser-x-narcissist.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to go straight to the pictures related to this entry. [J]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-251484999583199084?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/251484999583199084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=251484999583199084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/251484999583199084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/251484999583199084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/05/poser-x-narcissist.html' title='Poser X Narcissist'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/th_DSC00206copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-1504694889768474365</id><published>2008-05-17T12:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T13:32:40.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manhattan Fish Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/DSC00145copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/DSC00145copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmm, yesterday I went to Mid Valley to get some shirt for myself. The reason of me buying all these shirts is because I'm attending a forum on the 30th of May and we must wear accordingly to the theme, which I don't think I'm following it as I am wearing jeans from Soda and a white long sleeve shirt from Romp. The theme is starlight night. So I just don't care la, as long as I'm wearing something it should be alright. I think not many people will follow the theme anyway, I just wear what I think it's nice on me. Besides buying a white long sleeve shirt and a pair of jeans, I also got myself a formal leather belt and a box of Renoma underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, forget to mention my friend Benzemine who fetch me to Mid Valley and shop with me. He bought himself a shirt from Soda. And we spent quite a lot that day too. I wonder why. Had dinner in Sunway Pyramid, we wanted to eat Sakae Sushi at first but since there are so many people queueing up outside the entrance, we decided to have Manhattan Fish Market, and this is my first time having it. Kinda nice but since it's in a large proportion, and we did order side order, we can barely finish up everything. Both of us forced ourselves to finish the last piece of meat and left the rice aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home and Ben decided to have a rest at my place before going back to Damansara as he is extremely full. He left before 12am and yea, I got scolded by my mom for buying all those shirts. White long sleeve shirt from Romp (RM 49.90), a pair of jeans from Soda (RM120), a box of Renoma Underwear (RM 29.90) and a formal leather belt from Metrojaya (RM 29.90). Of course she's angry la ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s : Oh yea, I've forgotton, for more pictures relating to this entry please click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jay-style.blogspot.com/2008/05/manhattan-fish-market.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-1504694889768474365?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/1504694889768474365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=1504694889768474365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1504694889768474365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1504694889768474365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/05/manhattan-fish-market.html' title='Manhattan Fish Market'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/th_DSC00145copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-2743657430696052824</id><published>2008-05-04T22:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T16:40:23.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Media Hub</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/DSC05773copyLarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/DSC05773copyLarge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been busy with all my stuff here. Hardly got time for my blog, feel so sorry something as I am not taking care of this site. Well, I am having my mid term break now. Only 2 weeks that's all. But assignments are as tall as mountain which might take away all our time for holiday. Thought can get some rest to recharge ourselves, or can go for vacation or something but I guess this is not going to happen. I seriously damn lazy to do my assignments ler... I wish I am a hardworking boy. So many things happened recently, I felt kinda pressure. Assignments, friendships, family, personal problems... and the list goes on. Talk about the picture in this entry, was taken in the Media Hub together with Florence and Winnie. Some of my classmates were there too, more pictures can go to my &lt;a href="http://jay-style.blogspot.com/"&gt;Photo Site&lt;/a&gt;. Just to let you guys know how lazy I am, it's already Wednesday (yea, this entry supposed be uploaded 3 days ago) but I have not started my assignments yet, and some of the due date is on this Sunday. I keep watching videos and stuff, I am just a naughty boy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thanks for visiting my blog people, to check out more pictures of this entry, you may click &lt;a href="http://jay-style.blogspot.com/2008/05/media-hub.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Cheers people ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-2743657430696052824?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/2743657430696052824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=2743657430696052824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2743657430696052824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2743657430696052824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/05/media-hub.html' title='Media Hub'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/th_DSC05773copyLarge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-4755173444202093144</id><published>2008-05-01T13:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T14:07:12.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Labour Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today's Labour Day, kinda bored staying at home don't know what to do. Lazy to do my assignments, there is a presentation tomorrow, which I have not prepare anything yet... I know I'm gonna die tonight, but heck it ! I am gonna log into my Facebook account, and play with it. Oh, I know, let me show you guys the step-to-step log in to Facebook, with pictures of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/facebook01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/facebook01.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright people, first you have to open the page in your browser. Type http://www.facebook.com then press enter and let it load. You will see that column later and fill your details in, of course, you must have an account before this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[click picture to enlarge it]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/facebook02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/facebook02.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is how it looks like, after you filling up your email and password, press enter or click on the button 'login'.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[click picture to enlarge it]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/facebook03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/facebook03.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And... hmmm... I wonder why they disable me ? Hello, I did nothing wrong but just send some messages, have I done something wrong ? Forget about it, I think Friendster is so much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[click picture to enlarge it]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/Friendster02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/Friendster02.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At least it's more friendly using and more people view me there. Lol !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[click picture to enlarge it]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is just my opinion, I prefer Friendster more !!! Don't you think so ? Cheers ! Happy Labour Day anyways !&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; [J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-4755173444202093144?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/4755173444202093144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=4755173444202093144' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4755173444202093144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4755173444202093144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-labour-day.html' title='My Labour Day'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/th_facebook01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-4688878872195620440</id><published>2008-04-27T12:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T14:33:02.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/DSC05739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/DSC05739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea man, I edited the picture again. Anyway, this is a movie named "The Pink Thing" and it is about an Orientation Night in conjunction with the Breast Cancel Association for the March Intake Students of Taylor's College. All Fund Raising Projects that was made before the night and all profits we got from the 2 days sales will be given to Baby Ruth, an international student who suffered this particular sickness. Nothing much to talk about. It's just a normal Orientation Night, but at least this time we managed to get some local band artist to perform and as well found catering instead of having college student cook. Save their time and life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was the head of Ushers. But not everything goes like what I wish for. I mean, at least give me enough tables and stuff I needed in order to make everything goes smoothly. The night was so, messy at the begining and causing everything delay. Smart students manage to make their way into a place without air conditioner to eat. Don't they feel hot and stuffy eating over there ? That is suppose to be a closed section and it meant for the band members to put their equipments. At the end, Nicholas got all scoldings and I have to help out to clean up the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing for a better Orientation Night on July. Nice meeting members from Frequency Cannon and Bus Company, all friendly dudes ! Not forgetting Mia Palencia and Ludwig Lim too, thanks for signing the CD I bought ! People, click &lt;a href="http://jay-style.blogspot.com/2008/04/orientation-night.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more pictures. Cheers ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-4688878872195620440?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/4688878872195620440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=4688878872195620440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4688878872195620440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4688878872195620440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/04/orientation-night.html' title='Orientation Night'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/th_DSC05739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-1899482967753335126</id><published>2008-04-26T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T11:54:26.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Better To Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/P8233789copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/P8233789copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright people, I have nothing much to do, lazy to do my assignments and meeting minutes, that is why I play with my Photoshop and made this. Don't know what else to do... Hehe... Anyways, I might put more pictures in the &lt;a href="http://jay-style.blogspot.com/"&gt;PhotoBlog&lt;/a&gt;. Check it out then !&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; [J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-1899482967753335126?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/1899482967753335126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=1899482967753335126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1899482967753335126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1899482967753335126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/04/nothing-better-to-do.html' title='Nothing Better To Do'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Second%20Album/th_P8233789copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-6874594706858150268</id><published>2008-04-23T10:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T10:32:13.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The F&amp;F</title><content type='html'>I don't know whether I am making the right decision. I actually went into Facebook and check out my own profile after chatting with Jessica and Qiki. Decided to approve all friends request in my list, about 102 of them. And send message to those I think I don't know them but is in the friends request. Was quite smooth and was thinking to quite Friendster as Friendster is giving me troubles recently. It keep logging me out and wanting me to log in agian and again and again ! Which is quite annoying I can say. But soon, I found that my account had been disable, due to sending out too many messages, or something, I don't know. They did not manage to give me a suitable and reasonable reason too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hack it, I might be using Facebook, but I am not quitting Friendster. That's what I can say. Add me @ darksiderness@gmail.com (if I am not mistaken with my registered email address), see ya people ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-6874594706858150268?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/6874594706858150268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=6874594706858150268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6874594706858150268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6874594706858150268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/04/f.html' title='The F&amp;F'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-5507877800401607533</id><published>2008-04-22T21:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T22:36:52.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/PB201870copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/PB201870copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well yah ! I finally got my new phone and will be using it tomorrow. Actually I got it last 2 week, on Friday (11/4/2008) when I went out with Benzemine and Ken, meeting up with Samson and Mindy. I went out just to get notes for my PR Assignment, so I was out for a reason =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this is my second Sony Ericsson phone and this is K530i. Black in colour and it looks so cool. In order to protect this new phone, I bought a plastic phone casing and a phone bag for it, need to be extra careful as I wish I can use it for a long period. I am not a rich boy so that's why. Click &lt;a href="http://jay-style.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-new-phone.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am still new to it, I am not sure what function it has, not well understand yet. But don't worry, I will try to communicate with it and I might find more 'secrets' within it. Haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a special notice, thanks Laura for lending me her Photoshop CS2 CD. Now, I can continue using my photoshop after such a long time not using it. Although I am not really good in editing, but I know I can learn, so Winnie, start teaching me alright ? Haha ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-5507877800401607533?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/5507877800401607533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=5507877800401607533' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5507877800401607533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5507877800401607533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-new-phone.html' title='My New Phone'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-2551416619258375542</id><published>2008-04-18T21:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T14:56:52.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me &amp; Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/PB141615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/PB141615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hehehe, look at the picture, what you found or realised ? Yea, I did something to my hair, I straighten it again ! This time, it just cost RM 35 instead of RM 100 as I just straighten the front part only, not the whole head. Nyahaha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to quote a sentence Miss Catherine told me that day, during the senior's launching of their PR coperate or something. "We were just talking about you, everytime when we see you, you will have another look..." [ well, something like that la (=.=)" ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite true also, last year, during the first semester, I have this freshman or after-form-5-boy look. Well, it means that I still look like a form 5 boy lo. However, I don't really look like a form 5 kid as I dye my hair in December before class. Then after the first semester, I went to straighten my hair, the front and back only, not then whole head too. And I don't know what happen to the hair colour, it turn brighter and looks like I had re-dye it again, which make my hair look like dry grass, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the third semester, my hair started growing and yea, I looks normal, and sort of have 'natural' straight hair for some certain part, a bit of dye colour on my hair, looks like I have highlighted it. And at the beginning of this semester, I cut it damn short. Now this is exactly looks like a form 5 kid. Short hair, always can be related to high school huh ? And how hard for me to keep it growing and long enough to re-straighten again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/PB131566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/PB131566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But I am not sure why, everytime the first 2 days after I straighten my hair, it looks perfectly nice, but after that, yea, so UGLY man ! Just like a freak ! I am just waiting for it to grow longer. I wanna have medium-long lengh hair ! So... how do I look ? Handsome ? Cute ? Nah, not at all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, people, I am starting to take pictures again ! Try stopping me again !!! Hahahaha~ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-2551416619258375542?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/2551416619258375542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=2551416619258375542' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2551416619258375542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2551416619258375542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/04/me-myself.html' title='Me &amp; Myself'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-8981310018240151343</id><published>2008-04-13T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:50:57.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Meez</title><content type='html'>Alright, I wanna start something new and err... light ? Okay, I guess I used the wrong word to explain my feeling now, anyway let's move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this site from Alexio's blog, and I registered and managed to make one of this character for myself. This fella, don't really look like me, in fact, it's totally different from me. Anyway, you can see that he has some 'special power' where he can control something by using his... erm... mind ? or hand ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, this is not going to happen ! I am wishing for something that will never come true. Well, people, just forget about this entry ok ? At least, these two paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let me promote this blog, uh, like people cares... anyway, back to Alexio's blog, you know what ? He is a cool designer from LKW. Don't know where or what is LKW ? Hahahah ! I am not going to tell you what is that, go read his blog la !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice person, chatty, funny bro to me ! Good as he take cares people well and yes, we have lots of similarity... such as... NOT TELLING ! Nyahaha ! Keeping it as a secret ! Anyway, a cool person indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check him out ! I mean, his blog la !&lt;br /&gt;Cheers ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-8981310018240151343?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/8981310018240151343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=8981310018240151343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/8981310018240151343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/8981310018240151343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-meez.html' title='My Meez'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-4554545368368633957</id><published>2008-04-04T03:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T03:58:48.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For The Sake Of Updating</title><content type='html'>The time now is &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.52 AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am still awake, to do my assigments.&lt;br /&gt;But I have a lot more to go, still not finishing, but I gave up.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand how to do, for some, I don't even understand the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few readings have not read yet.&lt;br /&gt;The lecturer will definitely ask us question&lt;br /&gt;based on the readings given by her and those who can't answer, will be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEHEADED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCS Presentation tomorrow, uh, I mean, later.&lt;br /&gt;CCS Assignment due later too.&lt;br /&gt;CRR Class after CCS class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling sick, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;My godness. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-4554545368368633957?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/4554545368368633957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=4554545368368633957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4554545368368633957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4554545368368633957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/04/for-sake-of-updating.html' title='For The Sake Of Updating'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-2935824054699797049</id><published>2008-03-29T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T17:27:49.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate It !</title><content type='html'>Presentation on Radio - DONE !&lt;br /&gt;Summary on "Arts offers plethora of choices" - DONE !&lt;br /&gt;1000 words Academic Writing on "What is a journalist" - DONE !&lt;br /&gt;Presentation on Blogs - Prepared !&lt;br /&gt;Report of Presentation on Radio - Pending&lt;br /&gt;Journal for Computer, Communication &amp;amp; Society - Pending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you more or less know how busy I am and the reason why I am not updating my blog. Not that I don't want to update, just that I don't have the time. I am a busy man !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100% assignment based course is not really that good as how it sounds like after all. You see, the assignment (or also known as assessment) given are actually our examination, instead of saying we have a 100% course work, why not saying we have 100% examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. People you know what what KTM Stesen stands for ? Let me tell you, it stands for Kami-Tipu-Mereka-Semua-Tetapi-Elakkan-Seluruh-Efek-Nanti. Well, I think this is very true lo. As for your information, the new KTM machine at Setia Jaya (on the bridge) is spoiled, and I did not know, so I clicked to the destination I want to go, and put in the correct amount of coins into the machine as it stated that the machines can't receive notes (because that notes-insert-hold is spoiled and there is a piece of paper covering that part). A total of RM 1 coins was insert into the machine, only the machine says that the whole thing is spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the counter which is just one step away from the machine and asked the guy who was looking at me from the beginning of the whole time, whether is the machine spoil, and he answered yes. Look how stupid he is, having fun seeing me wasting my money huh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's even more stupid on last 2 weeks. When I was in KL Central with Florence, we paid RM 3.60 in total for 2 Subang Jaya KTM ticket. I did not check the ticket after that and went to the platform. The train came half an hour late. When we are almost reaching Setia Jaya, the worker came and had an spot check. He found out that our ticket is not the correct one, what I mean is it's not suppose to go to Subang Jaya. That ticket cost RM 4.80 each and do you think I want to waste my money just to go back to Subang ? He is just so stupid, he called us out and told us that we had gone into the wrong train and wanted us to pay RM 10 each as penalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him it's not my fault for taking the wrong ticket but it's the counter's fault who gave us the wrong ticket, he said don't worry as he will complain the fella who work at the counter too and will ask her to pay for the penalty as well. What the heck ? Paying from the both sides ? Then where will the money go ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dara went back home at Sungai Buloh at 9 pm the other night. Why ? She was stucked at the KL Central for 4 hours. Imagine that. She was so angry and scolded the Station Master and found out that there are 20 plus trains in action currently whereas the other 30 plus trains are now MIA. Freaking hell, they said that all MIA trains were spoiled and fixing it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But question is, are they fixing it ? Since they are so smart can get extra money from 'stupid' customers who never check his or her ticket and holds the wrong ticket, why aren't they doing anything ? I just found out that another friend of mine from Indonesia actually got the same problem as she came down from the wrong station, but she can actually go down and take the other train back to her initial station as she missed her station, the man insist her to pay. I guess she paid as she don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what ? I think the man who do the spot check and the fella who give the wrong ticket actually are in a group. They purposely give the wrong ticket and ask the man to look for the unlucky one. The reason I said that is because I once receive a ticket of somewhere else, which actually I want to go to somewhere before that station, I told the guy that he gave the wrong one but he said it's ok, since the station I want to go is before the one printed on the ticket, I can actually get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, next time if you are taking KTM home or to anywhere, do check the ticket and see whether it printed the correct destination you want to go. I felt so embarrass that day as everyone was staring at me, as though I am a thief. I told myself that day it self, if possible, do not take the KTM anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate it ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-2935824054699797049?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/2935824054699797049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=2935824054699797049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2935824054699797049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2935824054699797049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/03/hate-it.html' title='Hate It !'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-7264132294850382959</id><published>2008-03-16T22:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T23:13:30.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Cool33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Cool33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let me introduce you Su Zhen, Taylor's Business School's Student Helper, which is quite obvious, the only girl in the picture. Then the lame boy in the middle, Geoffrey, together with me the nerd after lunch in Signature (food court) KLCC, on the way back to the exhibition hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What exhibition hall ? Forgot to let you guy know, I am one of the student helper for Taylor's College Petaling Jaya. I help out in Facon Education Fair which is located in KLCC, convention centre. That is why you see me in my formal attire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days of working experience in Facon Education Fair. Met some old friends. Learn something new. Of course had gain some special experience. Met new friends. Got to sweet talk the lecturers (kidding). And most important, get to counsel parents and students, which is something I wish to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I NEED NEW STRAITS TIMES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;HARDCOPY&lt;/u&gt; URGENTLY !!!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;[J]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-7264132294850382959?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/7264132294850382959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=7264132294850382959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/7264132294850382959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/7264132294850382959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/03/let-me-introduce-you-su-zhen-taylors.html' title='New Friend'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-1476638569087174351</id><published>2008-03-06T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:21:10.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Degree Life, A Brand New Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Stress_by_webslinger9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Stress_by_webslinger9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remember saying this the day before college to Cheng Han on MSN, "I am ready for college, but not ready for degree". Very true, I still can't get use to the degree life and system although I am already a week in the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I can't really adapt the time to wake up early every morning. I slept at around 1 mid night almost every day and I have to wake up at 6 in the morning. Felt sad to leave my bed and I can't really open my eyes even though I took my bath. Been taking quite heavy breakfast recently, Roti Bakar with Ham and Egg together with a cup of SWEET hot milo (consider heavy to me). I can't stand myself from starvation and I realised bread is not enough for me, after working for 2 month in college, I know it quite clear. Hence, a lot of money wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturers, as usual, some are good and nice and cool; some are just so-so, not so good nor so cool, but ok to their students. I just don't like lecturers who can't control his students. As you know, I am in a 30 plus students class during tutorials and about 80 students in lecturer class. Imagine if the class is out of control, it will be disaster !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classmates, some gone to &lt;strike&gt;USISA&lt;/strike&gt; UNISA in Adelaide, Australia; some gone to Monash, Lim Kok Weng or somewhere else; the rest remain and many new comers. I am still suffering with the Dory Memory problem and I can't remember all my fellow classmates' name still. I wish I can know every single one soon ! Alicia who gone to Monash came back today ! And I am happy with that !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still carry on working as a Student Helper, helping Benjamin for his marketing stuff. Someone had officially took over my job last time but my job now is equally boring ! I almost fell asleep these few days due to lack of sleeping time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Degree life, a brand new life, an independent life where you do your own studies, do your own assignments, check your own schedules, send your assignment to Australia through the Uni Portal, and your responsibility for everything ! I really wish I can cope with the new hectic life and manage to pass my degree within this 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck everyone ! Do give me moral support too ! Need it badly ! Hahaha ! Cheers people. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-1476638569087174351?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/1476638569087174351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=1476638569087174351' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1476638569087174351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1476638569087174351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/03/degree-life-brand-new-life.html' title='Degree Life, A Brand New Life...'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-7490533239554287230</id><published>2008-02-23T22:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T14:08:15.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The FAB 5</title><content type='html'>Hey people, today's Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap, one more boring day to rest, then gonna go college again. But anyway, Orientation Day on Thursday, guys, any plan after college ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone officially spoiled. Waiting to get myself another new phone. My target, SE K610i, and no more China phone. Both my China phones can't be used anymore after it spoiled. Pathetic. Well, at least I've had owned a touch screen phone before... better than nothing right ? (Hey, it seems that I'm getting out of the topic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Sabrina's blog recently, saw her latest entry about January babies. When comes to my part I saw lots of pictures of US. And the picture below is one of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/2260294843_a7ecac213d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/2260294843_a7ecac213d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Picture taken during my memorable 18th Birthday @ Yi Lin's house.&lt;br /&gt;(L-R) June, Sabrina, ME, Sue Keng, Yi Lin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the people, which can never be replaced by anyone. Even though we are now being separated from each other (June now training in Penang, Sabrina studying in Monash, Me studying in Taylor’s, Sue Keng studying in UCSI, Yi Lin studying in Thailand), and seldom contact with each other, we know we are always there for each and other !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say ? I MISS YOU GUYS ! When can we gather like that again and take pictures together again ler ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/2260298669_a6f84ecbac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/2260298669_a6f84ecbac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Picture taken @ SMK SU's Koperasi when Me, June and Sabrina were cleaning up the Ko-op Store Room when we were 17.&lt;br /&gt;(L-R) June, Sue Keng, ME, Sabrina, Yi Lin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really good being too tall, head cut off. Haha ! Promoting our school Sport Shirts with funny names : Hand Kasturi, Hang Jebat, Hang Lekiu, Hang Tuah, Hang Lekir. Nice colour combination right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, let's plan a trip out when everyone's around. Haha ! Must be enjoying ! *rise eye browns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that’s all for today. Sabrina, burn me the CD please. Thank you.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; [J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-7490533239554287230?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/7490533239554287230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=7490533239554287230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/7490533239554287230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/7490533239554287230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/02/fab-5.html' title='The FAB 5'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-6851801994918030805</id><published>2008-02-18T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T22:42:27.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I say...</title><content type='html'>OMG... I guess I am getting fatter, and uglier too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arr, I am getting tired with myself. My life and everything, but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow ! Class starting soon ! I can finally meet my old classmates and new classmates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My so called new phone, already officially spoiled. It keeps turining off and on and turn off again and on and off... and never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, today, I accidentally switch off the main switch of the 5 PCs in the office, while everyone were doing their important stuff. Hehe, and yea, everyone was quite angry due to my... uh-huh. Yala, I know I shouldn't be so busy body and shouldn't touch anything else. Sorry people !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had been talking on the phone for the whole day. I called more than 140 phone calls, and every call I will start with "Hello. Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening, can I speak to the person in charge of the Golf Management ?" "I'm Jason calling from Taylor's College, we are coming up with a new programme which is the Golf Club Management Programme..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sien arr !!!&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[J]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-6851801994918030805?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/6851801994918030805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=6851801994918030805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6851801994918030805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6851801994918030805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-say.html' title='I say...'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-5465652314797338009</id><published>2008-02-16T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T00:01:48.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Why I Said I Wanna Cut My Hair...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/P2161199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/P2161199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;...so, what's your comment ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; [J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-5465652314797338009?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/5465652314797338009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=5465652314797338009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5465652314797338009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5465652314797338009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/02/thats-why-i-said-i-wanna-cut-my-hair.html' title='That&apos;s Why I Said I Wanna Cut My Hair...'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-5864764413696640973</id><published>2008-02-13T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T22:29:39.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life</title><content type='html'>Wu.Ah.Laau.A (pronounce as : WALAU-EH) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can’t stand working already ! Not to say that I am lazy, but imagine you yourself sitting down in front of a connection-LESS laptop, with only a few song keep looping and you have to keep listening to the few same old song, doing data entry, and data entry and data entry… You will die ! It’s just that I no longer feel like working, but I need money !!! wu.ah.laau.eh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, degree starting soon. Which I can tell my boss that I need longer time on my studies, don’t mind getting less money, as long as I can get RM 100 per month, happy enough. And I believe if I can find time to work for at least 2 hours per day, I can reach my target easily. Hahaha ! It’s still all for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money minded ? No la, it’s good to earn money ma… haha ! Experiencing working life, which I already got fed-up. OMG, how am I suppose to face the REAL WORLD out there ? I need a car, and I need to go out ! Arrgghhh ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-5864764413696640973?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/5864764413696640973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=5864764413696640973' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5864764413696640973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5864764413696640973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-life.html' title='My Life'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-684453942055199692</id><published>2008-02-10T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T14:32:01.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened ?</title><content type='html'>Oh my !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to my internet connection recently ? It's so unstable and bad, slow down everything and need a long time to load a page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the forth day of my Chinese New Year, and no more visiting to do. I will be working tomorrow on wards, haih ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-684453942055199692?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/684453942055199692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=684453942055199692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/684453942055199692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/684453942055199692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-happened.html' title='What happened ?'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-8057903248471155998</id><published>2008-02-10T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T01:09:16.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Reunion</title><content type='html'>Whoa ! I can say, this is the best family reunion I ever had ! Must remember this date, 9/2/2008. Really special, to me la !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me briefly explain how my family reunion goes every year. My uncle (father's elder brother) will come over and my aunty (father's youngest sister) and her family will come over to my house every third day of Chinese New Year. Will go to one of the restaurant around Selangor... (in Klang, PJ, Subang and elsewhere too) ...then after dinner everyone will gather back at my house, adults will sit in the living room to have their adult's talk. Kids, or perhaps the younger generations, which is us, will gather in the dining room, to play mahjong !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, a little bit different from the former years, THIS year, still having the same old gang of people, my aunty (father's eldest sister) came to join us for dinner. And after dinner, we went to her house at Seri Hartamas and there, met my uncle (aunty's husband) and my cousin brother ! He is 12 years elder than me ! Too bad I don't get to meet the other cousin brother. Not forgetting my ANOTHER aunty (father's second sister) who came back from Australia with her husband and celebrate her first Chinese New Year after 18 years she migrated to Australia. Cool right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really a brief one. But this is a really cool night ! I mean, almost everyone came back ! Except another 2 cousin brother missing in action, otherwise it will be so much nicer. I wish, the next gathering will be better !!! Really hoping for it ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-8057903248471155998?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/8057903248471155998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=8057903248471155998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/8057903248471155998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/8057903248471155998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/02/special-reunion.html' title='Special Reunion'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-2878418795452975456</id><published>2008-02-07T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T10:28:19.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/mouse-year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/mouse-year.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey People ! Today is the first day of Chinese New Year. As usual, I woke up at 9 am and realized that there were 2 red packets next to the door, and it's quite obvious what that was. As mom couldn't come into my room at night, midnight, and put those Ang Pau under my pillow, and as she wants us to see it once we wake up, this is the only thing she can do. Unless she unlock the door and come into my room, which I will not be happy with it, but still will be quite thankful with what she had done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, this year, is a rat year. Don't ask me why is it a rat year, just follow it. Well, there are many different kind of Traditional story about the Chinese Horoscope and so happened that the rat is the first animal in the Chinese calendar, following by the Cow, Tiger, Rabbit, Dragon, Snake, Horse, Goat, Monkey, Rooster, Dog and finally the Boar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough crapping. In this wonderful new year, I wish everyone have a good and prosperous year ahead. Collect a lot of Ang Paus and remember to share it with me ! Haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-2878418795452975456?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/2878418795452975456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=2878418795452975456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2878418795452975456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2878418795452975456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-year.html' title='A New Year'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-1129251131865069161</id><published>2008-02-05T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T13:38:18.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Penang Trip</title><content type='html'>Hey people, are you guys still waiting for my Penang Trip entry ? If you are, I want to let you know that this is it ! Are you happy ? Haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First of all, let me introduce you my tour mates. The guy in red is Jun Ren aka Junior. I call him brother in college and he is taking the Hospitality course in Taylor's. I know him not long ago but the reason I bring him along the trip is because we are lacking of people and plus, he knows June. The girl in the middle is Sabrina. The only girl in this trip. She is the one organizing this trip for her classmates, which non of them joining us. I felt sorry to her as no one wanna join her so I decided to bring Junior, and join her plan. The guy in white, no doubt, it's me ! The one of the best friend of Sabrina and brother to Junior. Lol. I mean, see how nice am I ? I found out no one wanna join Sabrina, so I bring Junior along as he knows June and her gang are having training in Batu Feringgi. I know I am nice and good, as usual !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/P1030868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/P1030868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/P1030867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/P1030867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/P1030870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/P1030870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/P1030893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/P1030893.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/P1030894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/P1030894.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/P1040948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/P1040948.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, picture by picture from left to right. The first picture was a book, a chinese novel with the title "Killer". This book keeps me awake all the way from KL to Penang. Next to the book is a shirt brand label, which I used it as a book mark. The second picture was a truck with logs, and that is the second truck I saw that morning. Do you know what it reminds me of ? Final Destination 2, where everyone was killed by it. Lame right ? I keep thinking all these along the journey, luckily there is nothing bad happen. Have you ever stay in a big room like the one shown in the third picture ? Yea, this is the first time of me staying in such big room. A King size bed in the center of the room, sofa next to it, study table with phone line behind it, TV in front... wow ! Such cool experience, which I will never get to experience again, unless I am rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next 2 picture seems delicious, I heard people said that RM 50 is enough for food for 3 days. Guess how much is this bow of Tomyam Mee. RM 7 ! So expensive, it's just a normal Maggie Mee with a big prawn and it cost RM 7. Maybe because I don't speak Hokkien, that is why they make the price so... cut throat ! And last but not least, US again ! In front of the beautiful Christmas tree, in the main entrance of Gurney Plaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/P1040903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/P1040903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The posers. The first picture, was taken in front of our hotel, G Hotel. This is the sign of the hotel. Posing in front of it, cool ler ? Haha ! Me standing beside while Sabrina hiding behind. On our first night, we went to watch The Golden Compass, before watching the movie, we walk around outside, to take some pictures. Outside cinema number 5, Junior on the left and me on the right. Hahaha, ghee, I am strong. As you can see, I am so nice and I carry Sab all the way from Gurney Plaza back to out hotel. It's not a long distance but quite tiring. The last 2 pic, was playing with Sab's camera, the manual makro mode. How nice it is ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/CIMG0130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/P1070963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/P1070963.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/P1081055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="96" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/P1081055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way to Kek Lok Si Temple. 3 of us act like a jacun all way, as if we never see tortise, big tortise or never visit a temple before. Hahaha, sorry, I am exaggerating it. Well, nothing much there in the temple. Just that Junior suddenly feel dizzy and went down early while Sabrina teach me how to pray. Then after that, we went to take pictures everywhere, around the temple. Have I tell you guys that along the journey, we keep getting lost ? It's either we miss the bus stop, or we simply went off. We keep missing our way but always at the end we manage to find our way back. A lot of walking lo during the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second last picture was taken at the balcony of June &amp;amp; gangs' apartment. It was taken around 5 to 7 o'clock in the morning, I forgot the time. It is because I was awake by that time and realised the sky was quite pretty, I went to grab my camera then snap a few pictures of it, and went back to sleep after that. Haha ! And then when we came back to KL, Sabrina's brother fetched us from Pudu Bus Station and we went for dinner, somewhere around KL and this was the last picture we took together on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great trip guys ! Looking forward for the next trip !&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; [J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-1129251131865069161?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/1129251131865069161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=1129251131865069161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1129251131865069161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1129251131865069161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-penang-trip.html' title='My Penang Trip'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-8926804835866256723</id><published>2008-02-03T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T15:59:08.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention Eveyone !</title><content type='html'>Hey people, please do me a favor. I am trying to compile all contacts from all my primary friends, secondary friends, college friends, LEO friends, other event friends and bla bla bla... So I need your help ! Please send me your details according to your :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Full Name*&lt;br /&gt;Hand Phone*&lt;br /&gt;House Phone*&lt;br /&gt;Fax&lt;br /&gt;Email*&lt;br /&gt;Full House Address*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are going to further their studies overseas, if possible, do send me your contact number and full address as well. Please send it to &lt;a href="mailto:darksiderness@gmail.com"&gt;darksiderness@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; with the title "&lt;strong&gt;MY CONTACT&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your co-operation. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-8926804835866256723?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/8926804835866256723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=8926804835866256723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/8926804835866256723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/8926804835866256723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/02/attention-eveyone.html' title='Attention Eveyone !'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-4557573858260704350</id><published>2008-02-01T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T20:50:39.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BACK !</title><content type='html'>Greetings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey people, how are you ? Sorry for not updating my blog for such a long time as my PC had been sent to the hospital, for a major operation. For your information, my PC had been infected by many different viruses for such a long time, for about half a year. And my Microsoft Office all cannot be used anymore because of that. Was quite upset that time as I can only do my assignments and my secretary report in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started working on the next day after I returned home from Penang, which is on the 9th of January. And since then, I never stop working except for weekends, which have been my only rest day. As an assistant of my boss, who is working as a Marketing Executive, (which means I’m the Assistant Marketing Executive) I spent most of my time facing the laptop without any Internet connection, doing data entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a hectic job indeed. Too many things to do sometimes and I can’t finish it. My eyes so tired that I can even offline before 12am and go to bed early. Doing data entry is quite boring but if I manage to get a PC with Internet connection in the office, I will log in to my MSN and see who is around to chat with. Beside doing data entry, I too help to fax, answer calls, setting up the classroom, guiding the new student helper, taking photograph of the trainers, calling up the GM from those big hotels, printing and scanning, compile those feedback forms after the training session, prepare stuff for road show, helping out the update the website… But most of the time, facing those thick and dull databases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, my CPU finally returned home. Even though I do online in college (I purposely wake up early to go to the college, just to use the PC from Media Hub), but nothing is better than online at home, using your own PC, doing your own personal things. I just miss my darling PC so much !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I don’t know whether you guys still want to know about my Penang Trip. It’s already so long ago, in fact, it’s almost a one-month-ago story. I will try to get some time to post up the photos and maybe just leave some description there. I will see ya people around okay ? Enjoy your day and good luck to everybody !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-4557573858260704350?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/4557573858260704350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=4557573858260704350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4557573858260704350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4557573858260704350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m BACK !'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-2752627545799126899</id><published>2008-01-19T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T23:18:56.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You !</title><content type='html'>Hey, people !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I wanna say THANK YOU for those who sms or even call me ! I am glad that you guys remember that day. Really thank you and I really appreciate it very much !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I wanna let you people know that I already got all the pictures from Penang. So now is just waiting for a suitable time to blog about it. Just be patient and stay tune okay for those pics !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, the reason I said &lt;em&gt;"waiting for a suitable time"&lt;/em&gt; is because, I am now working in CPE, Centre of Continuing Professional Education (one of the office) in Taylor's College, under the Marketing Department. Job is so freaking hectic and I can die working there ! I sit in front of the PC doing data entry for almost 7 hours everyday, and I have to rest early at home. So no time to update. I am sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks for staying with me ! I love you people. Please stay with me okay ? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-2752627545799126899?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/2752627545799126899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=2752627545799126899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2752627545799126899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2752627545799126899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/01/thank-you.html' title='Thank You !'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-1595972425045820601</id><published>2008-01-09T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T20:59:43.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/2166652894_6c8cd0336c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/2166652894_6c8cd0336c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First of all, I am so sorry for not updating my blog for such a long time. And now, here I am. Happy New Year to everyone !!! The last entry was about the doomed day, which is about the day I am suppose to get my result. I was so scared to know that I am one of the "lucky" one who get the phone call by the college, telling me that I can stay back in my Foundation year and retake some subjects again. Means, no graduating, no moving on to Degree. Unfortunately, I am not the "lucky" one, and I did not pick up any call from Taylor's. And I am so Happy ! Cool man !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked my result a week or 2 after that. I just don't dare to see it. I was expecting No A, 1 B, the rest C or D. But when I checked it, I was so surprise and happy. Okay la, I am satisfied with my own result. No C or D, nor fail. Good enough !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas eve, Christmas night, New Year eve was quite special to me. I celebrated with my friends and that is what I wanted long time ago ! Great ! Oh yea, forget to mention about this. On the 3rd to 6th of Jan, I went to Penang. Picture above was the door key of our hotel room. We accidentally missed the bus on the 6th and that is why my trip had been extended for another 2 more days. Hahaha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first ever experience having an almost a week trip in other state within Malaysia. Tell you what ? It it indeed a great experience and fun without your parents' guardian. I am looking forward for the next trip yoz !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-1595972425045820601?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/1595972425045820601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=1595972425045820601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1595972425045820601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1595972425045820601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year !'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-2270322223550809846</id><published>2007-12-23T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T16:32:40.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow ? Doomed ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Christmascopy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Christmascopy3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas coming soon, but the Doomed Day will come one day earlier. Of course I don't wish tomorrow to be my doomed day. Arrgghhh ! I am getting crazier and crazier, one phone call to control my death and live. I wish no one calls me tomorrow, for good heaven sake, please don't call me tomorrow. The phone ring will be like the sword and it's sharp enough to kill me. I don't have to mood to further explain my mood now. Anyway, the picture beside is actually a wallpaper I designed using Photoshop due to the Christmas. I wish everyone will be happy and also have good lucks for anything and everything. Especially to all my classmates, I wish no one recieve any calls tomorrow. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year ! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;[J]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-2270322223550809846?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/2270322223550809846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=2270322223550809846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2270322223550809846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2270322223550809846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2007/12/tomorrow-doomed.html' title='Tomorrow ? Doomed ?'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-3366743052642714141</id><published>2007-12-17T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T00:28:08.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Day Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/PC150504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/PC150504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eek ! Pictures of chicken and trees ? Hahaha ! Yeap, that day we went to Dara Father's Farm ! So cool ! Early in the morning I already woke up. By the time we reached Mid Valley (meet up point) and delay, we reached the farm at around 10 something in the morning. The farm is so big and cool ! So many animals in the farm and I also saw a bunch of ja-coon wondering around, chasing, running, avoiding playing around with the animals. Well, we are people from big city, it's normal that we never see so many animals in a place. Lamb, horse, deer, chicken... a lot more ! Seriously fun. But I have nothing much to write. So I will just post some pictures from my camera. For your information, I did not really use my camera that day, so I will try to gather the pictures and post it up later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/PC150489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/PC150489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/PC150501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/PC150501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/PC150503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/PC150503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/PC150523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/PC150523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, more pictures soon I hope. Till then... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-3366743052642714141?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/3366743052642714141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=3366743052642714141' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/3366743052642714141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/3366743052642714141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2007/12/half-day-gathering.html' title='Half Day Gathering'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-4433127890021677706</id><published>2007-12-15T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T20:52:44.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Examination</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Lovecopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/Lovecopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;13th December 2007 &amp;amp; 14th December 2007 were my Final Examination, and might be my last examination throughout the next 3 years, if I manage to pass all 4 subjects this semester. I had Economics and English Paper on the 13th. Economics, is kinda cool for me. I can manage to remember most of the definitions except for the second question of Section B, I remembered I studied about it the day before and that morning itself, but I was totally blank and can't answer a single thing for that particular question ! I kept thinking and finally I manage to figure out one point. I had to do some crapping in order to make it look like an answer. I know I am sure and confirm to get a small tick for that question and the rest are big crosses. Anyway, I believe I can pass this paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Paper. Hehe, this is a cut throat examination paper ! Have you ever heard that people actually complain about English paper, saying that they might fail their paper ? I am one of them. Yes, those questions are like... BEYOND EXPLANATION ! 3 reading passage, 2 essays. I wasted about 15 minutes to read through the first passage, and I managed to read 3 times without understanding it. Maybe I am just stupid, or my standard is just low, but not only me, I guess the whole class don't understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the examination, some of them when to complain, among ourselves. Some felt that the paper similar to EST, but I don't think so. At least EST is much more easier than that paper ! Arrgghhh ! I scared that I will fail this paper. But I hope I can score well and manage to pass the exam, with the marks I collected from the assignments and the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Media Appreciation and Social Psychology were on the 14th. Media was so easy that I can write so much. 3 questions and for question 1 and 3 I wrote almost the whole piece of paper. All the ideas came into my brain while I was writing, and I suppose everything I wrote were correct points. At the end, the last 4 who was still in the examination hall for that paper was Alicia, Dara, Zheng Joo and me. 4 of us left working hard on our paper ! I am so proud of us ! I believe I can pass this paper too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Psychology. Slap face ! I don't know what I wrote. I afraid I did wrongly. Even though I might got what the question wants. I mean, I understand what they ask and I understand what I am suppose to answer. But the matter now is, I forgot all the definitions and I have to use my own words. I don't know whether I can do that but I wish everything will be fine. Everyone consider that paper easy, I wish I will pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was stressing about what Miss Sophia told us.&lt;br /&gt;"If I call you on the 24th of December before 12pm, it means that you cannot graduate and you can't continue your degree..."&lt;br /&gt;Oh GOSH ! Please pray for me and bless me. I don't wanna anyone call me on that morning. I wanna graduate ! Please help me, I wanna have a good Christmas Eve. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-4433127890021677706?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/4433127890021677706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=4433127890021677706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4433127890021677706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/4433127890021677706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2007/12/final-examination.html' title='Final Examination'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-8384232297127622390</id><published>2007-12-13T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T21:30:11.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag</title><content type='html'>It's kinda weird to play tag nowadays... kinda moodless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagged by &lt;a href="http://chocolatememoirs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Winnie&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Rules:&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 (8) people at the end of your post and list their names (linking to them).&lt;br /&gt;4. Let them know they've been tagged.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) I like to cam-whore.&lt;br /&gt;2) I care more about my outlook.&lt;br /&gt;3) I always have mood swing.&lt;br /&gt;4) I want more freedom.&lt;br /&gt;5) I wish to be popular ; I am an attention seeker.&lt;br /&gt;6) I care about friendship.&lt;br /&gt;7) I read novel.&lt;br /&gt;8) I cried not long ago.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People I tag:&lt;br /&gt;(But I'm not gonna tag anyone, so...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever wants to do this, go ahead ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-8384232297127622390?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/8384232297127622390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=8384232297127622390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/8384232297127622390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/8384232297127622390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2007/12/tag.html' title='Tag'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-7826400261664111049</id><published>2007-12-11T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T23:20:18.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Information</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/4brotherscopycopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/4brotherscopycopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know what ? You asked me to study and stay away from the Internet, is like you are asking me to kill myself. So here I am, even though exams are 2 more days ahead, I am still sitting down here online... Oh GOSH ! I tried to study Economic and halfway studying I got distracted and went to took some... pictures. Hahaha, and I edited it and that is what I got ! A picture of four of us doing our own business. Hahaha, they are all my brothers and they all wore the same shirt and jeans too. Please don't be sick of my pictures. For your information, I have not taken my pictures for quite some time already. I only do it once a while and yea... Haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/3brothers2copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/3brothers2copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Top View.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/3brotherscopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/3brotherscopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bottom View. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway, I just recieved a message from the club Secretary, Fion, asking me to do her (actually is the President) a favor. He wants me to ask all the members and see how many of them wanted to take the CLD examnination on the 22nd of December. So LEOs, from PJI, if anyone of you, so happened to read this entry, can you please send me an e-mail with the subject or topic of the e-mail "&lt;strong&gt;LEO CLD EXAM&lt;/strong&gt;" and send your &lt;strong&gt;NAME&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;I/C NO&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;CONTACT NUMBER&lt;/strong&gt; ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Haih, I wish I can really concentrate tomorrow ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&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/3480780202915432062-7826400261664111049?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/7826400261664111049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=7826400261664111049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/7826400261664111049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/7826400261664111049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2007/12/information.html' title='An Information'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-876530268019956726</id><published>2007-12-10T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T18:32:20.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/PC100393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/PC100393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeap. My new bed had arrived, last night. Suppose to come on Monday which is today but they decided to come send it earlier that is why. I had my dinner kinda late last night due to the late delivery. A single bed which cost about RM 700 and above, taken not much space and my room seems bigger as there is more space now compare to last time. I had a test-sleep last night and confirmed that I will not fall from the bed. Good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I used to fall from a King-size bed for quite a few times and I have to get up after the fall. Sometimes I don't even know I fall until the next morning when I wake up, noticing myself laying on the floor, only then I realised that I fell from the bed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mentioned Monday ? Oh no~ 2 more days to exam ! Darn, I am still not concentrating on my studies... this is way too late for last minute study, or gosh save me ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-876530268019956726?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/876530268019956726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=876530268019956726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/876530268019956726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/876530268019956726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-bed.html' title='New Bed'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-1239844001659528969</id><published>2007-12-08T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T15:13:40.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0595A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="203" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0595A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bugger ! Why am I so lazy nowadays ? Even lazier than my high school life, I don't know what will I be next time. Now, I am too lazy to even take a bath, what the ? Anyway, people, Christmas coming soon, got any plan ? I know my exam's next week but I more concern about the holidays... joking la ! I must try to force myself to read something before it's too late or before I regret. Oh, picture beside was taken through my phone the other day when I don't know what else to do. I am so wasting my time... Oh My ! Anyway, an early wish to everyone ! Marry Christmas ! To those who are having holiday now, good luck ! For those who are having exam now or soon, good luck too ! For those who are going out for vacation, good luck again ! Whatever is it, good luck ! Whoa, I am so lame !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/friendster-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/friendster-logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/503165914_a680a56c77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/503165914_a680a56c77.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, I still don't get it, what is so fun about Facebook ? What is the different between Friendster and Facebook ? Yeap, I have an account in Facebook but I have not touch anything yet so far... Well, I don't know what to do there. Teach me then ! Haha ! Arrggghhh, my forehead is aching, pimples problem, sob... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-1239844001659528969?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/1239844001659528969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=1239844001659528969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1239844001659528969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1239844001659528969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2007/12/good-luck.html' title='Good Luck'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-8481508638724797886</id><published>2007-12-07T12:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T16:52:42.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FICM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href="&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/DSC001731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/DSC001731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to Mun Suet's blog just now and found this picture. A picture we took during Media Appreciation class. If not mistaken, almost the whole class were there. It is quite hard to make the whole class stay together and take a group picture, it is very hard, trust me. But I am happy to be in this class. I am glad that I did not go anywhere and made the right decision to join Foundation in Communication in Taylor's College at the beginning of the year instead of resting for a moment first. You guys are so cool and I never regret knowing all of you. I plan to blog about every single one of you but I guess I don't have such determination to do so. Anyway, you guys are great and I will miss you guys !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals is next week, and after that will be holiday and everyone will be leaving already. Some will be leaving to Australia, some will be switching college, some will be... I don't know what they wanna do, but I know most people are leaving. I will be staying back, and class will be joining with the March Intake of FICMers. Time flies. It was like we were together not long ago during the orientation day, introducing ourselves, knowing each other, and the next thing we know is, everyone will be splitting up and leaving to somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/DSC00060b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/DSC00060b1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture was grabbed from Mun Suet's blog again, and this is a pictures of us during the first group assignment, where we organised an event named &lt;strong&gt;Metamorphosis&lt;/strong&gt;. An interesting event and here we are, the group picture ! I feel like crying, not really want to cry thou, just a way to express my current feeling. Kinda sad to know that everyone is leaving soon. I just can't let them go... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&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/3480780202915432062-8481508638724797886?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/8481508638724797886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=8481508638724797886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/8481508638724797886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/8481508638724797886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2007/12/ficm.html' title='FICM'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-6706089884352280802</id><published>2007-12-02T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T22:35:21.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Current Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0536A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0536A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of my room right now. Yeap, the bed is gone ! I had been such a nice guy, an angle to those people in need, and I donated the bed to them. Once again, I am sleeping on the floor with the mattresses I used to sleep with, feel kinda comfortable. I had a great afternoon nap today anyway. This picture was taken using my China-brand phone. Quality kinda bad I can say and I am forced to used the camera of the phone as the camera had gone to PD together with my aunty as I said. I wonder when are they coming back ? But no matter what, the camera will only be back on my hand by Saturday or Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's everybody ? My foundation year is ending soon. I heard there is a listening test tomorrow, and I don't know what to prepare. Perhaps I should clean up my ears so that I can listen to whatever the speaker says clearly ? Exam coming soon, and I am still not prepared. 2 essays to rush for tomorrow, and I hate essay writing. Urgghhh ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-6706089884352280802?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/6706089884352280802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=6706089884352280802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6706089884352280802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/6706089884352280802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-current-room.html' title='My Current Room'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-3574905640777349724</id><published>2007-12-01T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T22:13:59.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Addictive You Are ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 17px; FONT-SIZE: 30px; BACKGROUND: url(http://assets.justsayhi.com/badges/772/845/blog_addiction.sfve4eh7rp.jpg) no-repeat; WIDTH: 286px; COLOR: #d64b32; PADDING-TOP: 50px; FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman, sans-serif; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/blog_addiction"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;84%&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;How Addicted to Blogging Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this test the other day. Not bad thou, proving that I am addicted to blogging. But, it's just 84% only, I expected more. Recently there is nothing to write about. The camera had gone to PD together with my aunty and so I cannot take any pictures. I was looking through the picture comments in my Friendster the other day. I realised that Friendster can now upload about 1000 pictures... right ? It's suppose to be a good new to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw some pictures I took last time. I saw someone's comment asking me why I like to take pictures in the toilet... reminding me that I had no taken any pictures in the toilet for quite some time. But now my hair kinda short, plus I am not really photogenic, and pimples attacked me and left some scare and mark down... how am I suppose to take pictures of myself anymore ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing much to talk about anyway, looking forward for the next event that I can blog about. See ya then ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-3574905640777349724?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/3574905640777349724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=3574905640777349724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/3574905640777349724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/3574905640777349724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-addictive-you-are.html' title='How Addictive You Are ?'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-5377661444415306902</id><published>2007-11-29T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T23:39:24.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Recent Look</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/PB190272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/PB190272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my latest look. Yes, I went for a hair cut again and this time, really short. Both my parents are quite happy seeing my medium lengh hair gone, they say it look so refreshing now. I fulfilled their dream. No doubt, I recieved many positive and negative comments, but don't care la, it's still the same me anyway. Looks so high school kid now, sigh. What do you think ? Should I let it be and get by my long hair ? Or just let it be short like this ? Anyway, I still don't know how to style or manage my hair in either lengh and it still so dry. What can I do to improve the quality of my hair ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday night on wards, I got bad diarrhoea and fever and I fall into a terrible ill on Saturday and Sunday. Went to the clinic and wasted RM 50 for 7 different medicine and rehydration salt and vomit on Sunday night itself. I went to college on the next day for a speacking test and movie presentation. I guess I've already recovered, at least 95%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals coming soon. I still have not study anything. When will I start studying ? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-5377661444415306902?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/5377661444415306902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=5377661444415306902' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5377661444415306902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/5377661444415306902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-recent-look.html' title='My Recent Look'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-7099293907887020250</id><published>2007-11-29T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T00:37:43.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BACK !</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yoz people, I'm back ! Miss me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ya, I did not manage to update my blog lately as I was SUPER BUSY recently. Well, I am not really THAT busy... but yes... I am still busy. During the period when I went missing, many things had happened, no matter it's good or bad, and I had kinda developed this 'lazy to blog' mind-set too. But don't worry I will continue blogging soon !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purposely 'delete' all entries. Will slowly increase blog entries and make it long. Pictures will still be posted up, and it might be small this time, in order not to destroy some people's eyes. I am just being considerate. Cheers !&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-7099293907887020250?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/7099293907887020250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=7099293907887020250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/7099293907887020250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/7099293907887020250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m BACK !'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-2005521920405343505</id><published>2007-11-05T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T23:50:53.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess How Much...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The car already came back, guess how much I took out from my saving account ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I took out RM 400.00 and left RM 99.00 in it and paid Uncle &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RM 350.00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Damn chun right ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-2005521920405343505?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/2005521920405343505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=2005521920405343505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2005521920405343505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/2005521920405343505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2007/11/guess-how-much.html' title='Guess How Much...'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-457096989068185824</id><published>2007-10-31T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T20:35:03.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today is Saturday, the last entry was posted up on Sunday and within these few days, many things had happened. Seriously a lot !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;Monday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday itself, both my parents left for China. Dad left early in the morning at 5 and mom left at night around 10. Monday itself, I also went to cut my hair and took quite some pictures. I know some of you would not want to see my pictures, but I just feel like showing the pictures in my blog. But not now, I will post it up later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;Tuesday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay people, we are now alone but all my freedom gone due to my sister. I have to (was forced to) take care of her ler. Tuesday, my sister wanted to go to the school to do her work. Early in the morning, before going to college, I dropped her to school first and pick her up at 12.30. Around 7 in the evening, we went to Subang Parade and had Rasa Thai for dinner. Yi Lin, remember Tonyam MeeHoon ? So delicious ! After that, I brought my sis around Parade and got a present for Winnie. What is that ? Ask her~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, basically, I had forgotten what happened on Wednesday. I guess I had went to college early and came home late ? That night, we went to Carrefour for dinner in Shakey and went to have a walk around the place. Went home and watched a movie I guess, Dinosaur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;Thursday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early, to fetch my sis to school. After that, I went to Pyramid with Wei Hong and Jing Chen to get a formal pants. Found one in Parkson and it cost RM 59.50 after a 50% discount. Consider okay la... That is for the Prom night next day. That night, I went to a Chinese Restaurant for dinner, I ordered a plate of spaghetti and it smell like shit ! OMG, I cannot take it but end up finishing it. After that, we went to Parade again just for a walk and went to look for Wei Hong, to get my pants as I forgot and left it in Puramid and borrowed some coat and shirt from him. Luckily I can still fit his shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;Friday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning, I went to college and waited for Zheng Joo, Florence, Surekha and Geoffrey. Winnie was already in Media Hub. We left college at 10 in the morning and had wasted more than 1 pathetic hour to reach the "Secret Garden" and end up causing me lost in PJ and thank you to the-other-car's-driver, I had manage to award myself another car accident... again ! The last time was... 21st August ! The most historical day and now, the history had repeated once again...&lt;br /&gt;My neighbour came just now, he told me that the cost of fixing is approximately RM 300 or above... my bank savings said OUCH once he heard it. People, do not utter a single word to my parents as they are in China now. I want them to enjoy their trip and I had decided to let them know about it and I am willing to pay the cost of fixing. I know my dad will sure scold me and ask me pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;I learn my lesson, I will not drive out next time... as in somewhere far far away if I am not familiar with the place, unless I am force to. Otherwise I rather becoming a passanger.&lt;br /&gt;That night, was the Student Council Prom Night. As part of the Committee, I have to attend and that night was to good. I expected to leave by 9.30 pm but end up ataying till 11 pm. Sorry Zheng Joo, I hope you are okay and not ground by your dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;Saturday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today basically is a boring and dull day. Went for KFC for lunch and went to Carrefour after that. Ate so many fast food and junk food these days... Now I haven taken my dinner as I ate one whole cotton candy and feel like puking already. I just realised that I have many assignment to follow up... OMG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates about Friday soon. And now, it's pictures time ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;Monday&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0359A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0359A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0360A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0360A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0362A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0362A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0364A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0364A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0365A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0365A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0367A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0367A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0376A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0376A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0377A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0377A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0380A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0380A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0381A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0381A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0383A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0383A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0384A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0384A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amir purposely put that thing on me after I told them that I wanna cut my hair. Florence took some picture with me with her hoodie on and after that Amir mess up my hair. Took the free bus together with Dara to Taylor's Main Campus and walked to AmpyPlas which is just near by to cut my hair. May the hair stylist was blowing my hair while me taking picture of myself and her. Some pictures of me and my new hair style, front and sides. Knowing that the shop is closing down on Wednesday, I took some picture with the sign board trying to promote the saloon. They are moving to Section 17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;Tuesday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0420A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0420A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0422A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0422A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0423A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0423A-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0425A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0425A-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0426A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0426A-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0427A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0427A-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0428A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0428A-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0432A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0432A-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0433A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0433A-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0434A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0434A-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0440A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0440A-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0441A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0441A-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday night, brought my sis to Rasa Thai, located in Subang Parade. After dinner, went to Giordano (my brand, I'm the 'ambassador') and Vior to try out some cloth. The turtle neck (with zip) black shirt was from Giordano whereas the stripe collar shirt was from Vior. Which one nice arr ? Give some comment please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0450A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0450A-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0510A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0451A-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday night, went to Shakey located in Carrefour for some pizzas. Did not take much picture, just 2 of it. That day I look quite nice on a semi formal attire, I did not take any picture, too bad. Next time show you guys again !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;Thursday&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0452A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0452A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0453A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0453A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0454A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0454A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0456A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0456A-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The first picture (top left) was my Chicken Maryland ; The second picture (top right) was my sis's Fish N' Chip. Look so weird and taste bad too. Went for a normal dinner at night. I ordered a plate of spaghetti and it smells like sh!t~ OMG !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;Friday&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0475A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0475A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0476A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0476A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0477A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0477A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0478A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0478A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0490A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0490A-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0491A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0491A-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0492A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0492A-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0494A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0494A-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0487A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0487A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0489A.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0489A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0056A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0056A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Unlucky Yet Ggorgeous Night. First four pictures were taken in car while waiting for Florence, Zheng Joo, Surekha and Geoffrey (Winnie in Media Hub) ; The next four pictures were taken in Glenmarie Golf and Sport Club's toilet and outside of the room. Prom Night was great ! More updates soon. The last three pics, the part I met an accident again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;Saturday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0497A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0497A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0499A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/darksiderness/IMG0499A-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My lunch. Today's dull and moodless day. Clean up the house and ate something which I am now feeling regret -- cotton candy. Nice to see, Nice to eat ; Once finished, YOU ARE DEAD ! I ate around 6 pm and until now, at 12.15 am I still have not taken my dinner... deng !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically this is my week. Not really that fun thou, assignments still waiting for me ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-457096989068185824?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/457096989068185824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=457096989068185824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/457096989068185824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/457096989068185824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2007/10/updates.html' title='Updates !'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-1104356161048973456</id><published>2007-10-28T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T13:17:17.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Sunday</title><content type='html'>I realised so many people want to die recently... because of stress ? But people, chill la, nothing is unsolvable, so don't worry la. I feel bad one you know if you want to die... So please don't choose to commit suicide, okay ? (Whoa~ Look who's talking...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I admit that I like to say I want to die... but tell you what ? I am a Crappy King, I just crap a lot and do nothing much, that is why I am still here blogging. Hahaha ! Seriously, nothing is impossible to be solved, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I keep asking about my hair, whether should I cut it or not. My parents already fed up seeing my long-but-not-so-long-hair. My dad ask me is long hair a trend now and bla bla bla. My mom keep asking me to cut it short (and she means it), probably as short as those NS boys. But no way ! I am not going to cut it that short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably I will cut my fringe and my sideburns and cut trim my back hair too... course my hair is actually curly and i can leave it long now as the straighten effect is still here and it doesn't really look that curly, but once the part gone, it will automatically turn curly and I hate it. Anyway, this is how I plan to cut my hair lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I don't feel like cutting it. Course this is the first time I got my hair so long, and I plan to straighten it again. But, currently I don't have enough money and it's quite hard to take care of it. Maybe I should ask May (the girl who cut my hair) what should I do to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still having exam, still got assignment to rush. Sigh. People take care okay ? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-1104356161048973456?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/1104356161048973456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=1104356161048973456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1104356161048973456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/1104356161048973456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2007/10/todays-sunday.html' title='Today&apos;s Sunday'/><author><name>The O.F. Kiddo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17267965779334956797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b231/JasonDS/P3181303-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480780202915432062.post-8483068536429664023</id><published>2007-10-25T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T16:00:55.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>These Few Days...</title><content type='html'>After sitting down in the Media Hub for more than an hour, reading blogs, chatting through ebuddy and freezing... I realised that I had left my blog without any updates for quite some time. Since the day I started my exam I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about my examinations, it's full with craps ! I can say, this is my worst worst worst exam so far, after entering college of course. Just imagine, after 2 sems of English exam papers, I can say that the 3rd sem is the worst ! Ala... I cannot explain this, at least not as good as Zheng Joo. I mean, we are given 1 hour to do 2 Reading Passage and 1 Short Essay. It sounds easy, but when you actually do it, ha, you will find yourself struggling throughout the whole paper !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what ? Before taking this exam, I thought I can run out of the class before time, but when I finish the first reading passage, not exactly finish every single question, I already took half an hour for and it just cost 25 marks. I only have another 30 minutes to do the second Reading Passage and Essay, which cost 25 and 50 marks each. And unlike some of the bright ones, I started with the Reading Passage and finally I got only about... 10 minutes for my Essay ? OMG, this is the first time I actually say that English is a damn hard paper and I had left so many empty spaces for Dr Lean to fill in. Woah~ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was Social Psychology examination, know what ? The exam hall was quite quiet at the beginning but suddenly Miss Ponmalar told us that she had accidentally sent in the wrong paper to the examination centre to print and finally some of the question from Chapter 5 which she haven't finish teaching us came out. End up she manage to make the whole class gone hooha, crazy and noisy when she said she wanted to give us the last 4 MCQ's answer. All 'D'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the subjective question, we have not many to choose after striking out some question from Chapter 5 and some of them managed to convince her to actually discuss a question with us. Cool. And uncool for some of them, who actually cramming everything into their head the night before. Uh, I don't care la, she was being nice and was trying to help us anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, when we were discussing for the answers, only we realised that the answer for question 1 to 5 is all A, question 6 to 10 is all B and then it gone random for a moment, and question 20 to 25 is all D... She said she wants to make it easy for her to mark, and I was like... lose 2 question as I tend to change some answers to make it look random instead one straight line of same answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Principles of Economic. I am suppose able to answer some questions and I actually read through it last night and this morning, but I don't know what happened. Just for example for the Second Subjective Question, about 'Division of Labour', I should actually remember all the advantages but I just remembered 5. End up, I spent 15 minutes doing question 5 and strike question 2 from the paper... What can I do if I think I can get more marks on question 5 instead of question 2 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know la, Alissa finally wanna team with me and she passed me 2 CDs and I am going to watch it tonight and have to discuss with her... when both of us are free. Hmmm, actually I still feel like doing the X-men movie more... alone la. Maybe I will do it as extra work, but not getting marks for that la of course. Oh yea, I wish I can get back my individual assignment after she reading it instead of allowing her to burn it off. No secrets there anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, know what ? 2 days ago, when I was waiting for the train to go home, I saw Nash with some seniors sitting opposite the platform and he actually called me for nothing, asking me to say "I love you" to the senior, and loud. I shouted "I LOVE YOU" and the man beside me look at me throughout the whole conversation. After I hang up, he asked "Boyfriend?" I was like... "Huh ? No~" and he keep asking who is it. Being nice to stranger, I pointed Nash and seniors opposite and he asked again "Lelaki atau Perempuan?" And I was like so shocked with his question and said "Friends" instead. He then came to me (sat next to me) and asked me some question about his phone, how to check the credit balance and bla bla bla... He looks like a western but the whole conversation was in Bahasa Melayu... so patriotic ! Luckily he did not steal my phone, course he took it from my hand and I sort of took it back from him before he can do anything and keep it into my pocket. He asked me whether I want to sell it... Anyway... he left me &lt;strong&gt;WITHOUT TOUCHING ME NOR MOLESTING ME WHEN THE TRAIN ARRIVED. So... PLEASE DO NOT BELIEVE ANYTHING THAT WAS TOLD BY NASH ABOUT ME BEING TOUCH HERE AND THERE... AS HE SITS FAR AWAY FROM ME AND HE CAN HARDLY SEE EVERYTHING IN DETAIL...&lt;/strong&gt; believe me, he is just exaggerating the whole story... that is all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates soon I suppose, take care =D &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[J]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480780202915432062-8483068536429664023?l=jay-strike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/feeds/8483068536429664023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480780202915432062&amp;postID=8483068536429664023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/8483068536429664023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480780202915432062/posts/default/8483068536429664023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-strike.blogspot.com/2007/10/these-few-days.html' title='These Few Days...'/><author><name>The O.F. 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