<?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-5933871044019757056</id><updated>2011-07-12T19:02:05.302+08:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Story'/><category term='exam'/><category term='pmb'/><category term='baby'/><category term='Random pics'/><category term='Journal'/><category term='result'/><category term='Zara'/><category term='Jokes'/><category term='work'/><category term='pregnancy'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>SYII speaks...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-8625440086310943373</id><published>2010-04-07T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T21:19:04.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I almost forgot about this blog. Among my last few posts was that I was having a baby. Here I am now, with baby number two:) Gave birth to a a beautiful baby girl, Zari, on March 3rd. She weighted 4.028kg (yikes!). It's been a month now, and oh my, she's growing quickly. I should say her older sister Zara is taking it well, but she is only a year old and needs attention from us, and may I say, she DEMANDS the attention. I'd be holding Zari in one arm and few seconds later, Zara would jump to my other arm, giving my that sweet smile of her before bursting into tears, proving she too needs to be hold. Zara is turning into my little drama queen, but I sure miss her antics when she's not around. My two girls light my day, giving me all the more reasons to live, move forward and enjoy each meaningful second of my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-8625440086310943373?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/8625440086310943373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2010/04/eh.html#comment-form' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8625440086310943373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8625440086310943373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2010/04/eh.html' title='Eh?'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-7998572610183384063</id><published>2009-08-12T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T12:13:46.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><title type='text'>Where have I been?</title><content type='html'>A lot has happened since the last time I blogged. I'm not going to details. Why speak of the past when I can talk about the present? My baby is almost 8 months old. She can crawl and sit by herself :)  Love her more everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The H1N1 flu is a daily scare, especially since 3 pupils in my school have been infected by it. UI want to wish it away but reality stinks and the flu will stay as long as people are unwilling to change their bad habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I'm loosing interest in blogging. It's no longer a necessity to type everything I'm thinking/planning daily. Perhaps its the busy life as a mother/wife which the fact is consuming most of my time, leaving me mere minutes for everything else I wish to do. I'd be lying if I say I'm not tired and I enjoy every minute of my busy life. The reality is, there are times I would just break down and cry, screaming to myself that I need help. But who can I turn to? After few minutes of self-pity, I would try to recover, and tell myself everything will be better tomorrow. Sometimes it does, sometimes it doesn't. Self indulgence is a luxury I can no longer afford...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is today... Who knows what I may say tomorrow? One thing I constantly tell myself, I can't imagine life without my baby and my husband.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-7998572610183384063?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/7998572610183384063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-have-i-been.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7998572610183384063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7998572610183384063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where have I been?'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-993650082259677422</id><published>2009-03-26T08:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T08:47:45.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><title type='text'>Rest in Peace</title><content type='html'>Two families have lost their love ones this month. A friend lost her mother after years of battle with cancer. A relative lost their nine year-old daughter to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Appendicitis"&gt; appendicitis.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for the people we lost to rest in peace and God bless their souls. Amin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Do not Stand at My Grave and Weep'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not stand at my grave and weep,&lt;br /&gt;I am not there, I do not sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I am in a thousand winds that blow,&lt;br /&gt;I am the softly falling snow.&lt;br /&gt;I am the gentle showers of rain,&lt;br /&gt;I am the fields of ripening grain.&lt;br /&gt;I am in the morning hush,&lt;br /&gt;I am in the graceful rush&lt;br /&gt;Of beautiful birds in circling flight,&lt;br /&gt;I am the starshine of the night.&lt;br /&gt;I am in the flowers that bloom,&lt;br /&gt;I am in a quiet room.&lt;br /&gt;I am in the birds that sing,&lt;br /&gt;I am in each lovely thing.&lt;br /&gt;Do not stand at my grave and cry,&lt;br /&gt;I am not there. I do not die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Frye, 1932&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-993650082259677422?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/993650082259677422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2009/03/rest-in-peace_26.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/993650082259677422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/993650082259677422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2009/03/rest-in-peace_26.html' title='Rest in Peace'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-5683093674775665174</id><published>2009-03-07T16:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T16:49:24.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><title type='text'>Ego as  Men's best friend</title><content type='html'>Men (particularly on the road) obviously think they own the road as they own everything else. Have you ladies out there out take a male driver and have him out take you over few seconds later? We'd be in a hurry to reach our destination, while he'd be too lazy holding on to the steering wheel, with the other hand is mightily (not) holding on to a cigarette. Come on! Windows down, hand out, cd booming aloud, oily face (euuggh) that is so last season man! And they say female drivers are the worst. We're not the ones having trouble turning the wheel cos our hand is busy holding on to the cigarette or our tyre rim is damn too wide to steer ata corner(especially to those with TINY cars).&lt;br /&gt;Talking about tiny cars, let me say I'm soooo hating them. May it be Mazda2, Serion, Kancil and including Vios. Gosh, have you ever noticed the way these cars park? They park like a Hummer damn it. Peeps, drive your car as it is. Your 1.3cc engine wont go faster just because you switch the airi-cond off. Please don't embarass yourself. 1.3 vs 3.5 v6? C'mon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-5683093674775665174?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/5683093674775665174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2009/03/ego-as-mens-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5683093674775665174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5683093674775665174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2009/03/ego-as-mens-best-friend.html' title='Ego as  Men&apos;s best friend'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-2957604232120177040</id><published>2009-02-16T10:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T11:11:33.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random pics'/><title type='text'>Charity DPMM-FFBD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.iqisphoto.com/p984547436"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SZjYoWrQBbI/AAAAAAAAAfA/MgDgyhlIvDA/s320/AMAL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303226749022111154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More pictures &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.iqisphoto.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-2957604232120177040?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/2957604232120177040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2009/02/charity-dpmm-ffbd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/2957604232120177040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/2957604232120177040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2009/02/charity-dpmm-ffbd.html' title='Charity DPMM-FFBD'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SZjYoWrQBbI/AAAAAAAAAfA/MgDgyhlIvDA/s72-c/AMAL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-6264309016122314325</id><published>2009-02-12T03:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T12:12:41.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random pics'/><title type='text'>Random pics - Flag Hoisting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.iqisphoto.com/p995727721"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SZWaJDil4ZI/AAAAAAAAAd4/7N4GnxM4WXA/s400/FLAG_028+copy+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302313616658522514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More pictures &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;" href="http://iqisphoto.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iqisphoto.com/p995727721"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-6264309016122314325?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/6264309016122314325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-pics-flag-rising.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6264309016122314325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6264309016122314325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-pics-flag-rising.html' title='Random pics - Flag Hoisting'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SZWaJDil4ZI/AAAAAAAAAd4/7N4GnxM4WXA/s72-c/FLAG_028+copy+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-569543357576462417</id><published>2009-02-12T01:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:25:21.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Baby Myths VS Logic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Through out my (almost) 9 months of pregnancy, I have heard all kind of myths and taboos associated with pregnancy. I am sure most of mom-to-be or anyone who had gone through pregnancy probably know what I'm talking about. The taboos and so-called jinx doesn't stop after pregnancy, I was bombarded with more and more illogical and almost fictional so-called facts after my labor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most popular taboos/myths during/after pregnancy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frequent massage (urut) during pregnancy to help the baby move downward sooner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not leave the house in the evening or you would supposedly loose the baby (they say, an evil spirit will steal (kidnap?) the unborn baby.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use 'air selusoh' to help you deliver the baby easier.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use a talisman/amulet (tangkal) - To rid the evil spirit who can possess you and make you go crazy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swaddle the baby or she'll walk like a duck (most annoying)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't let the baby look upward, it'll lead to epilepsy (sawan)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mother's shouldn't leave the room for 40days.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tie both toes using black fabric for.. (hmm.. I'm not sure about this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list goes on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inappropriate massage may cause the baby's umbilical cord to move and choke the baby. Doing simple exercises/activities and walking around can help. The baby will move when she's ready.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unborn baby mysteriously disappears. Has this ever happened recently? You seem to keep hearing people say, "Dulu-dulu" (Long time ago) where there were no ultrasounds. It could have been a &lt;a href="http://www.americanpregnancy.org/pregnancycomplications/molarpregnancy.html"&gt;molar pregnancy&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Air Selusoh - If you did use it, you probably ended up with easy or hard labor. Duh! Do you have any other possibilities? Labor and pregnancy are different for each women. If you use air selusoh, and end up with easy labor, they'll say "thanks to the air selusoh". If you end up with a hard and difficult labor, they'll say "you should've tried the other air selusoh or "yatahnah ko nda pakai selusoh". Guess what, I had a normal labor, and I didn't use air selusoh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talisman to rid evil spirit. Now, as a believer, we all know there are spirits everywhere, may it be day or night. Some female may suffer &lt;a href="http://www.healthsystem.virginia.edu/uvahealth/peds_hrpregnant/pih.cfm"&gt;pregnancy induced hypertension&lt;/a&gt; during and even after pregnancy. &lt;a href="http://www.pregnancy.org/article/emotional-changes-birth-6-weeks"&gt;Emotional changes&lt;/a&gt; are common to new mothers. And these can lead to stress and even depression. I, myself have went through these and I wasn't possessed! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swaddling - I only swaddle my baby when she is going to sleep. You should stop swaddling your baby once she is about a month old because after that it can interfere with mobility and development. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Babies looking upward. Babies like bright lights and colors.They can't focus on an object so they tend to look at other object or light that attracts them. They may even be looking at their eyelashes!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stay in my room for 40 days? Now this is probably the reason why women in the old days went crazy...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No comment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you may choose to beleive what your mom tells you..  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Karangnya ketulahan... " &lt;/span&gt;You know what, just nod your head and say yes to everything she says :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-569543357576462417?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/569543357576462417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-myths-vs-logic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/569543357576462417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/569543357576462417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-myths-vs-logic.html' title='Baby Myths VS Logic'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-2387835167140853439</id><published>2009-02-09T09:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:26:33.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='result'/><title type='text'>Result Sekolah Ugama 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibabd.fileave.com/SSSRU_2008.zip"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;RESULT SSSRU_2008 DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-2387835167140853439?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/2387835167140853439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2009/02/result-sekolah-ugama-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/2387835167140853439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/2387835167140853439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2009/02/result-sekolah-ugama-2008.html' title='Result Sekolah Ugama 2008'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-4641355744448783992</id><published>2009-02-07T17:23:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T10:50:26.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>First Post for 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.iqisphoto.com/p567556534"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SZYw80cryBI/AAAAAAAAAeI/3EHJNDG2V78/s200/DSC_5730copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302479432704575506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I haven't blogged for a while. Taking care of baby Zara sure is challenging. She's not much a crier, but God, she can scream. She likes the attention. She sleeps when people are around, as if the noise that we make are comforting to her. When the lights and televisions are turned off, the peace and quiet seems to disturb her. She'd churn in her sleep, making jerky movements and then wails until we hold her in our arms. While talking to her, she'd look into our eyes, wondering what we're talking about, smiling once in a while, and if we're lucky, we'd hear her cute laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had her first 1 month check up last week. Wow, it's been a month. Time is passing by so fast, and I swear she is growing before my eyes. The day she was born, she weighed 3.2kg with a height of 53cm. On her 1 month check up, she weighed 4.3kg and measured 55cm. She had her shot which was accompanied by a flu few days later. I felt sorry for her. When the flu finally receded, she started having sore throat. I felt like crying hearing her throaty cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got better in less than a week though. Ironically enough, the flu seems to bring a new side of her. She starts making cute sounds and she can concentrate better when looking at an object or people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was circumcised yesterday. I couldn't really look, worrying that she may bleed and cried furiously in pain. But no, everything went well. She cried for a few seconds, mostly of surprise than pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me, if my husband is still the best thing that happened to me. Yes my husband is the best thing that happened to me, and he brought Zara with him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-4641355744448783992?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/4641355744448783992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2009/02/1st-post-for-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/4641355744448783992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/4641355744448783992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2009/02/1st-post-for-2009.html' title='First Post for 2009'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SZYw80cryBI/AAAAAAAAAeI/3EHJNDG2V78/s72-c/DSC_5730copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-8640721231870655683</id><published>2008-12-31T13:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T11:06:41.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Wk 38 - A new member in the family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SZY1HEs7LII/AAAAAAAAAeY/Sn9g-gsBJpU/s1600-h/27122008%28001%29copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SZY1HEs7LII/AAAAAAAAAeY/Sn9g-gsBJpU/s320/27122008%28001%29copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302484006912863362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 26. Hubby and I were doing shopping for the upcoming baby. I've been avoiding and missing prenatal appointments for the past couple of weeks. Shopping seem to take my mind off things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 6pm, while we were at my in laws, my back started to ache. I thought the whole day shopping and the weight of the baby in my belly were causing the ache. The ache came and go within few minutes apart. I tried lying down and resting in hopes that it would ease the ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Fratini's later. I was having ice caffe latte with my favorite roast duck with orange glaze, with caesar salad plus extra smoke salmon. I enjoyed the meal despite the fact my back was starting to strain even more. I suddenly had trouble walking. Hubby was starting to worry and insisted we go to the hospital. But I convinced him I was just having a back ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at home, after having warm shower, I tried to sleep but couldn't. The ache was turning into a dull pain that shot from my pelvis to back. I was gripping my pillow and bed every time the pain shot through. The pain kept coming every 5 minutes giving me no chance of sleeping. At 3am, I told my hubby that we should probably go to the hospital first thing in the morning if the pain continues. I tried resting again, but no luck. By 4am, my hubby woke up to find me in cold sweats, with my hands gripping the pillow trying to calm the pain. Without any argument, we quickly decided to go the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the hospital by 4.30 am, I could barely walk. As told by the nurses before, I should go straight to the labor room if I feel any pain. So I did. I got into the admission room 1st where they did a check up while my hubby waited outside. Suddenly, then nurse told me, "6cm, you're ready, Change your clothes and give them to your husband".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December  27, 6am, after 2 hours of pain but a successful normal delivery, we finally meet our little sweetheart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-8640721231870655683?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/8640721231870655683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-member-in-family.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8640721231870655683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8640721231870655683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-member-in-family.html' title='Wk 38 - A new member in the family'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SZY1HEs7LII/AAAAAAAAAeY/Sn9g-gsBJpU/s72-c/27122008%28001%29copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-7531863576953100231</id><published>2008-12-20T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:27:45.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Sooner Than Later</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even though my due date is on Jan 4th, but I may have to deliver soon. Wow, things are really going to be different next year. My husband and I are going to become parents, and... I'm transferring work. It takes less than 5 minutes to get there from my home. I wonder what time will I leave home in the morning.. hehe. No more jams, no more traffics... I usually leave home by half past 6 or earlier, arrive at work 45 minutes or almost an hour later. Yes, that's how terrible the jam around here is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is on my side. A new surrounding will help me to improve myself. I need to make changes. With the baby coming soon, this transfer is the next best thing. May the year 2009 brings good luck and happiness to all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: If I'm not posting msgs next weeks or the next week to come, I'm most likely to be in the hospital, delivering my baby. Pray that everything will go well, for me and baby. Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-7531863576953100231?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/7531863576953100231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/12/sooner-than-later.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7531863576953100231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7531863576953100231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/12/sooner-than-later.html' title='Sooner Than Later'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-3600657261027349587</id><published>2008-12-15T07:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:28:12.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Sharing the last few weeks/days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm posting this in hopes that it will help me 2 go through my current feelings n situations. More than 8mths have passed by with excitement of welcoming a new member to the new family.As the day is finally approaching, my days r filled with sleepless nite n restless days of what d next fw days wil bring. Fear of labor is a constant thought that clings to me, haunting me since my body experiences and feeling changes for the upcoming duty. I can feel my body preparing for labor, causing discomfort n even pain here n there. Shifting positions when resting or sleeping is no longer a breeze, n my nites r imcomplete without d regular visits 2 d loo. I've started feeling d pressure since my baby moved downward a few days ago. Walking can be uncomfortable n i keep feeling as if d baby might fall netime soon. Stories of painful labor keeps replaying in my overcrowded mind. I'm not really sure if this the real reason of d fear I'm feeling, cos in d end i keep on asking myself if I'm ready 2bcom a paren... N then I start 2 imagin myself in d labor room. I kno its goin 2 come sooner than it shud b. Baby is eager to meet us...n yes I'm counting d moments 2 meet baby too. I hope evryting goes wel despite my fear n ol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-3600657261027349587?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/3600657261027349587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/12/sharing-last-few-weeksdays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/3600657261027349587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/3600657261027349587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/12/sharing-last-few-weeksdays.html' title='Sharing the last few weeks/days'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-5308084739111965217</id><published>2008-12-14T14:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:02:18.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='result'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pmb'/><title type='text'>Brunei PMB 2008 result</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibabd.fileave.com/PMB2008.zip"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Brunei PMB 2008 result download&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-5308084739111965217?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/5308084739111965217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/12/brunei-2008-pmb-result-download.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5308084739111965217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5308084739111965217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/12/brunei-2008-pmb-result-download.html' title='Brunei PMB 2008 result'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-4346522285811967712</id><published>2008-12-08T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:28:48.982+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Week 36</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Less than a mth 2 go n im scared 2 death. I was admitted a couple of nites ago n begged 2b released d nex dy.i cried n felf sick of myself 4 being so scared.my bp rised 2 150/110. Ive been given medicine since then 2 help lower my bp.i was given a home leave, a term i never knew existed.i was able 2 go home but had 2 check back in d next dy.but ges wat? I never did. The nurses called my hp, my hubby, even my hom. Im hating myself even mo,cos now i feel evry1 else is worrid accept 4 me.so finally,my hubby went 2 d hospital yday,explained my stuborness,n they gave me medicines 2 take 4 a week...hav i mentioned i hate myself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-4346522285811967712?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/4346522285811967712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/12/week-36.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/4346522285811967712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/4346522285811967712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/12/week-36.html' title='Week 36'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-5361013902729129339</id><published>2008-11-25T06:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:29:16.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Week 34</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6 more weeks to go to my due date. Less than a week  to go before school holiday. Hooray!!! I need a break. I've finished all my work, even papers which are not due til January. I don't want to have to come to work in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, but I do have a little cleaning up to do. Oh yes, the yearly ritual of packing everything in the classroom, moving things out and starting everything all over in another classroom. I envy the pra classes for not having to move every year.  I have tons of paper to throw, hundreds of dollars spent teaching aids to sort through. I heard I'll be teaching Primary 2 next year.  So much for looking ahead for a better year. There will be only two primary 2 class next year, 2A and 2B, due to shortage of classes. Hmmphh.. So, it's a guarantee 30+ pupils for me next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-5361013902729129339?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/5361013902729129339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/11/week-34.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5361013902729129339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5361013902729129339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/11/week-34.html' title='Week 34'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-4111078672804397173</id><published>2008-11-15T16:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T16:33:10.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='result'/><title type='text'>Brunei PSR 2008 Result</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cpsbrunei.com/files/psr2008.zip"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Brunei PSR 2008 Full Result Download&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-4111078672804397173?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/4111078672804397173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/11/brunei-psr-2008-result.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/4111078672804397173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/4111078672804397173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/11/brunei-psr-2008-result.html' title='Brunei PSR 2008 Result'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-1998090577013745417</id><published>2008-11-14T07:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T07:50:39.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><title type='text'>Friday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7 am on Friday morning and I'm already wide awake.  My parent is on their way to KK, and I can't help feeling worried. My sister is making pancake downstairs, after curiously asking me how to make one. I'm a bit on the sick side at the moment. It happens, but I'll be better later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had another prenatal appointment last Wednesday. Once again, I was referred to the RIPAS hospital. I arrived at the hospital by 2pm and left by 8pm. That was okay I think, considering the fact that they wanted to admit me. My BP increased by the hour, and it was no surprise! I was told to rest in the day care. Can you imagine resting alone, with all the thoughts that you still haven't finished your work, with few more school weeks to go? To make it worse, the incoming visitors were really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;helpful&lt;/span&gt;. They were talking and laughing loudly and the children were running rampid. How in the world is this helping to the patience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember 2 years ago when my dad had to stay in the hospital due to high BP as well. His BP was too high that he began to throw up and were having black outs. I brought him to the ER against his will and he was admitted later but not before he had to wait about 3-4 hours in the small curtain room, where my dad was supposed to rest and had his blood checked, where this 1 male nurse was speaking loudly on his phone for half an hour. He was laughing like there was no tomorrow, even his voice was getting to my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then my dad had to stay in the hospital ward where he was unlucky enough to be placed next to this guy with a big family. The guy was nice yes, the family.. maybe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too &lt;/span&gt;nice. They'd come every night, making you think that they were having a family gathering. They didn't talk to the patience much, just among themselves. I remember they were talking about boats and stuff. We usually left my 9, that was when the visiting time was over. My dad said, the other family usually left by 11, and refused to leave even when the nurse kept switching on and off the light.  The day the patience was released, I heard one of them said, "Aiii.. siuk dah sini." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oww , it's fun here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Emm... holiday much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my father stayed more than a week. His BP refused to cooperate, and he didn't look any better. My father complained he wasn't getting any better with all the noises and the waking up He couldn't sleep at the hospital and he was definitely not resting. So finally, he was released. And guess what? He was better staying home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is why, I don't want to stay in the hospital... I almost cried, (yes, I can get very emotional lately). I asked the doctor to check my BP for one last time, and thank God, my BP finally decreased. Now, here I am...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-1998090577013745417?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/1998090577013745417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/11/friday-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/1998090577013745417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/1998090577013745417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/11/friday-morning.html' title='Friday Morning'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-8569014760832354495</id><published>2008-11-12T08:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T09:04:08.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>School Examination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is the last day of final year examination. I've finished marking Mental and Table  paper for all 3 classes. Most of the pupils did well in the Table section. I started marking Mathematics paper since early this morning. 60 sets of paper with 11 pages each. Sigh. Its another high BP for me for sure. I've marked 2 classes so far, 1 more to go. I really want to finish my work earlier this time. I worry the baby may come sooner than expected. This is why I'm pushing myself beyond the limit. Well, actually, I tried bringing home the papers with me. They never went leave my car trunk. :) After today, I have 1 more paper to go, Pelajaran Am, 30 sets with 20 pages each. Sigh, I'm really not looking forward to that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-8569014760832354495?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/8569014760832354495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/11/school-examination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8569014760832354495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8569014760832354495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/11/school-examination.html' title='School Examination'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-8126224929655782987</id><published>2008-11-05T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:29:42.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Week 32</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went to the clinic for a prenatal appointment today. Sigh, another high BP. I was referred to the RIPAS hospital and had to wait til 6 pm. I was sleepy, but not sleepy enough to sleep in one of the ward bed;) I have 2 another appointments in the next 2 weeks to come. Sigh, I am getting bored, I really want to see the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-8126224929655782987?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/8126224929655782987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/11/week-32.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8126224929655782987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8126224929655782987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/11/week-32.html' title='Week 32'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-8169054170802048872</id><published>2008-10-31T14:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T17:09:04.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Week 30 Ultrasound</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SQquH_k5bvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/BW8Jxbkpdy8/s1600-h/b3.jpg"&gt;t&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SQquH_k5bvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/BW8Jxbkpdy8/s200/b3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263210566884355826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SQquHiH4JjI/AAAAAAAAAbI/iEuAAiDN6AY/s1600-h/b2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SQquHiH4JjI/AAAAAAAAAbI/iEuAAiDN6AY/s200/b2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263210558978008626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SQquHWzlIcI/AAAAAAAAAbA/D6Z5yuELy4c/s1600-h/b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SQquHWzlIcI/AAAAAAAAAbA/D6Z5yuELy4c/s200/b1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263210555940086210" 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;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had a 2D/3D/4D ultrasound few days ago. This is how our baby looks like. I don't think Baby Z liked being watched. Baby Z kicked alot through out the process. And.. it was hard not to notice, baby Z was trying to cover baby Z's face in the end.. Looking forward to see Baby Z...&lt;br /&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/5933871044019757056-8169054170802048872?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/8169054170802048872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/10/week-30-ultrasound.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8169054170802048872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8169054170802048872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/10/week-30-ultrasound.html' title='Week 30 Ultrasound'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SQquH_k5bvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/BW8Jxbkpdy8/s72-c/b3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-7866589197868116688</id><published>2008-10-28T10:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:12:13.664+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>30 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm in my week 30. Ten more weeks to go... I'm scared. I grew up believing giving birth is the most painful moment a woman has to endure. Yes, I'm looking forward to see my baby, but fear is growing in me each day. Having a creative imagination doesn't help either... I keep having all this wild imagination on what might happen on the day of labor. What if amidst the painful chaos of delivery, of the nurse suddenly says, "Boh..."Sigh... Did I mention I'm scared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Dee gave me a preparation list on what on to do and bring for THE DAY. I was expecting an sms, but she sent me a 3mbs worth of email, 4 pages of lists, complete with pictures. From what I can conclude, I'm only 30% prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-7866589197868116688?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/7866589197868116688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/10/30-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7866589197868116688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7866589197868116688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/10/30-weeks.html' title='30 Weeks'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-6852698244810415489</id><published>2008-10-27T15:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T15:20:06.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><title type='text'>Childrens' Sense of Humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Our school celebrated Hari Raya last Saturday. The children looked adorable in their latest and colourful Baju Raya. And I love the Pra Kids. They were the cutest!!! Some boys in their over-sized Baju Melayu and the girls in their girly fashion with the double-layered 'kisi' and 'katok' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My least favorite parts were re-arranging the tables and the cleaning up. The kuehs were all over the floor and drinks were spilt everywhere. ( Okay, thank God, I didn't invite them for my open house lol) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The childrens were eager to go home early after the celebration. They acted as if it was the last day of school when in fact we have around five more weeks to go. At last in the end, I finally let them leave, "Okay, yang ada sudah ibu-bupanya boleh balik"...  One of my pupils managed to give me an annoying yet ironically funny reply, " Cigu, kami semua sudah ada ibu bapa"... Okay.. One kid is enough for me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-6852698244810415489?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/6852698244810415489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/10/childrens-sense-of-humor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6852698244810415489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6852698244810415489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/10/childrens-sense-of-humor.html' title='Childrens&apos; Sense of Humor'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-6345672529158193712</id><published>2008-08-07T14:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T11:24:11.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Classroom Dialogue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Garamond;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JOKE 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Garamond;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TEACHER    :Maria, go to the map and find North America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MARIA         : Here it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TEACHER   : Correct! Now class, who discovered North America?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CLASS         : Mariaa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Garamond;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;JOKE 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;TEACHER   : Why are you late Frank?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;FRANK        : Because of the sign, teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;TEACHER   : What sign?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;FRANK        : The one that says, 'School Ahead, GO SLOW.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Garamond;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;JOKE 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;TEACHER   : Can anybody give me an example of COINCIDENCE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;BRITNEY    : Sir, my Mother and my Father got married on the same day, same time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Garamond;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;OKE 4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;TEACHER   : George Washington not only chopped down his father's Cherry Tree, but also admitted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; doing it. Now, Louie, do you know why his father didn't punish him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;LOUIE        : Because George still had the axe in his hand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Garamond;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;JOKE 5:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;TEACHER   : Now, Simon, tell me frankly, do you say your prayers before eating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;SIMON        : No Sir, I don't have to, my mom is a good cook!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Garamond;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;JOKE 6:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;TEACHER   : Harold, what do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;HAROLD    : A Teacher!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-6345672529158193712?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/6345672529158193712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/08/classroom-dialogue.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6345672529158193712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6345672529158193712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/08/classroom-dialogue.html' title='Classroom Dialogue'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-2087533101769130839</id><published>2008-08-07T14:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T17:39:46.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Hero In Singapore?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SJrCubamfNI/AAAAAAAAASU/bNLctJspMN8/s1600-h/batman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SJrCubamfNI/AAAAAAAAASU/bNLctJspMN8/s320/batman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231708020033354962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is this for real???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a aidx="0" adepth="0" href="javascript:;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-2087533101769130839?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/2087533101769130839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/08/super-hero-in-singapore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/2087533101769130839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/2087533101769130839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/08/super-hero-in-singapore.html' title='Super Hero In Singapore?'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SJrCubamfNI/AAAAAAAAASU/bNLctJspMN8/s72-c/batman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-7860217546168771189</id><published>2008-08-06T18:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T17:44:37.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you say "Please Shut Up!" to a friend?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't mean to be cruel/bad/heartless but we all have our own problems. We sometimes prefer to keep most things to ourselves. But SOME PEOPLE just let it out. A very good example is a good friend of mine. Yes, she's a good friend, but oh God she just wouldn't stop complaining! I pity her most of the time because I know she had been through a lot. But so have I, and she knew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the day I told her I got pregnant, she had been complaining about non-stop headaches. Suddenly she was suffering pain here and there. A new day brings a new pain or some kind of disease. I was suffering from nausea attack, throwing up at work, barely able to walk up the stairs and she was complaining about her sleepless night after she was on the MSN wif her bf. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She liked to do one of those thing, where she'd touch her chest (exactly on the heart spot) and then asked "This side hurts, do u know what this is? Is it my heart.. n bla bla bla'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also loved to do do this. She's touched below her waist (exactly on the kidney spot) and then asked "These areas hurt. What is it?" (Oh before I forget, she'd put a circle mark using her finger to emphasize exactly where it "hurt" It's like someone touching her own head and then ask "This hurt, what part is this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The miraculous thing about these pains are they'd suddenly be gone when she was telling jokes and came back later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had the annoying habit of talking loudly (we were at Fratini's once n when she talked everybody turned). Then when she laughed, she'd hit the table which frankly was really annoying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I talking about her in past tense as if she' s dead? Hehe.. Well, thankfully, my dear friend is away at the moment to further her studies. I need rest from her hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-7860217546168771189?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/7860217546168771189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-do-you-say-please-shut-up-to-friend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7860217546168771189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7860217546168771189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-do-you-say-please-shut-up-to-friend.html' title='How do you say &quot;Please Shut Up!&quot; to a friend?'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-6165136767813730383</id><published>2008-08-06T15:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T17:45:17.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional Wreck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    I get mad easily nowadays.. mayb cos I'm just tired n need another holiday. Sigh. I don't kno what's bothering me, but I always find myself waking up somewhere in the middle of night wondering what time it is. This happens everyday. I seem to be having nightmares alot too. Well, I don't really remember what the dreams were all about but my husband often heard me weeping or mumbling in my sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-6165136767813730383?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/6165136767813730383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/08/emotional-wreck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6165136767813730383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6165136767813730383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/08/emotional-wreck.html' title='Emotional Wreck'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-1912060057172705983</id><published>2008-08-05T15:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:54:43.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random pics'/><title type='text'>From the album</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SJgHLcgcdRI/AAAAAAAAASM/1LPvWWuT0fM/s1600-h/pause+in+time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SJgHLcgcdRI/AAAAAAAAASM/1LPvWWuT0fM/s400/pause+in+time.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230938860403062034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SJgAGcIYsaI/AAAAAAAAASE/HJdO9ipTi9k/s1600-h/pg3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SJgAGcIYsaI/AAAAAAAAASE/HJdO9ipTi9k/s400/pg3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230931077821411746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-1912060057172705983?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/1912060057172705983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/08/from-album.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/1912060057172705983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/1912060057172705983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/08/from-album.html' title='From the album'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/SJgHLcgcdRI/AAAAAAAAASM/1LPvWWuT0fM/s72-c/pause+in+time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-7984607190539099917</id><published>2008-08-05T15:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:18:20.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Most Emailed Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;A mother passing by her daughter's bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then she saw an envelope propped up prominently on the center of the bed. It was addressed, "Mom." With the worst premonition, she opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;        Dear Mom: It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope with my             new boyfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Dad and you. I've been finding real             passion with Ahmed and he is so nice-even with all his piercings, tattoos, beard, and his                 motorcycle clothes. But it's not only the passion Mom, I'm pregnant and Ahmed said that we         will be very happy. He already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for              the whole winter. He wants to have many more children with me and that's now one of my         dreams too. Ahmed taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone and we'll be                     growing it for us and trading it with his friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In             the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Ahmed can get better; he         sure deserves it!! Don't worry Mom, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of             myself. Someday I'm sure we'll be back to visit so you can get to know your grand children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;        Your daughter, Judith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;         PS: Mom, none of the above is true. I'm over at the neighbor's house. I just wanted to                     remind you that there are worse things in life than my report card that's in my desk center         drawer. I love you! Call when it is safe for me to come home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    2. &lt;span class="quote"&gt;We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person         perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;True Love Means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        A girl and a guy were speeding over 100mph on a deserted road on a motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Girl: Slow down, we're going too fast. I'm scared! And I don't want anything to happen.                           &lt;br /&gt;       Guy: Come on, don't worry. I know what I'm doing. Your having fun right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Girl: NO...please stop. I'm really scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Guy: Then tell me you love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Girl: I LOVE YOU! Now please slow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Guy: Give me a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       *Girl hugs him*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Guy: Can you help me out here? Will you take me Helmet off of me and put it on you? It's             bugging me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    In the paper the next day: A motorcycle has crashed into a building break failure. Two people     found, but only one survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The Truth is: That halfway down the road the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he             didn't want the girl to know. Instead, he had her say she loved him and felt her hug him for         one last time. Then had her wear his helmet so she would live, even though it meant that he         would die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;The following is an actual question given on a University of Washington engineering mid-term. The answer was so "profound" that the Professor shared it with colleagues, and the sharing obviously hasn't ceased...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or Endothermic (absorbs heat)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the students wrote Proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law, (gas cools off when it expands and heats when it is compressed) or some variant. One student, however, wrote the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need to know the rate that souls are moving into Hell and the rate they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving. As for how many souls are entering Hell, let us look at the different religions that exist in the world today. Some of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there are more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand as souls are added. This gives two possibilities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Of course, if Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So which is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa Banyan during my Freshman year, "...that it will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you.", and take into account the fact that I still have not succeeded in having sexual relations with her, then, #2 cannot be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and will not freeze."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This student received the only A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;A girl asked a boy if she was pretty.&lt;br /&gt;        He said no.&lt;br /&gt;        She asked him if he wanted to be with her forever.&lt;br /&gt;        He said no.&lt;br /&gt;        She then asked him if he would cry if she walked away.&lt;br /&gt;        He again said no.&lt;br /&gt;        She had heard too much.&lt;br /&gt;        She needed to leave.&lt;br /&gt;        As she walked away, he grabbed her arm and told her to stay, he said,&lt;br /&gt;        "You're not pretty, you're beautiful. I don't want to be with you forever, I need to be with             you forever. I wouldn't cry if you walked away, I would die."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find the next 5 emails from &lt;a href="http://www.boardofwisdom.com/default.asp?topic=1007"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/5933871044019757056-7984607190539099917?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/7984607190539099917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/08/5-most-emailed-quotes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7984607190539099917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7984607190539099917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/08/5-most-emailed-quotes.html' title='5 Most Emailed Quotes'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-3345638264590951383</id><published>2008-08-04T18:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T18:37:16.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where was I? Part 2</title><content type='html'>The best parts of being pregnant are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;puking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;drowsiness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;irritableness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sleepiness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;laziness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bloated tummy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bowel problem&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kpanasan yg tidak terhingga (like ol day long)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;unsure of wat 2 eat (u get confused, 1 moment kn makan ani, then atu.. then ani.. then atu)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Wel ani baru masuk 2nd trimester.. so I have another haf way 2 go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway.. rumah trasa sunyi nowadays.. My parents rajin blayar (orang pencen katakn) Then my sis has d luxury tuk turut serta. (mbari jeles kan?) Sigh.. I need 2 go away. Yes... my husband has been really nice 2 me. Since getting pregnant last April, i've been pampered better like no other princess. I kno he's feeling guilty sal nda jadi bawa blayar. So every chance he got, like weekend, ia bawa stay in the local hotel around the country. Our aim is to try out every single hotel d Brunei hehe... Between you and me.. the best bed n pillow di Empire. But I'm not sure wat happened ah. 1 nite it got really hot, I blamed my husband sal main remote control plg. But he swore he didn't do anyting 2 it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-3345638264590951383?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/3345638264590951383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/08/where-was-i-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/3345638264590951383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/3345638264590951383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/08/where-was-i-part-2.html' title='Where was I? Part 2'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-1294027615923204497</id><published>2008-08-02T13:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T13:28:59.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where was I? Part 1</title><content type='html'>So when was the last time I blogged? February? Hmmph.. tons have happened since..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into an accident sometime  in March. Everybody was okay. No body got hurt, thank God. To make the story short, I had to pay almost 2k that month. I felt miserable and felt the need to escape. So I bought tickets for myself and my hubby of course to go to Singapore. We were planning to go on October (Kononnya malas kn braya sini)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... the next thing happened... On April, I found out, I got pregnant! Kira punya kira, we discovered, I'm gonna b around 6mths plus by kn blayar. So hubby apa lagi.. the next thing he did was 2 cancel. I was disappointed of course. Dapat jua hubby tukar awal d ticket. But sadly,  nda dapat, cos nda dapt cuti. He has 1 of dos job where you hav to book cuti really far in advance. How advance? Imagine ada dah yg book cuti for September 2009. How can I beat that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg.. krg g sambung.. kn lunch.. 1.30 lunch ani hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-1294027615923204497?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/1294027615923204497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/08/where-was-i-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/1294027615923204497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/1294027615923204497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/08/where-was-i-part-1.html' title='Where was I? Part 1'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-5479677292382925543</id><published>2008-02-20T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T21:37:08.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Side Of Me</title><content type='html'>Just set up a new blog. &lt;a href="http://iisy.blogspot.com/"&gt;The other side of me&lt;/a&gt; features pictures I've took. Feel free to go there and leave a comment.. Cuci mata pun can... :) But please, no stealing... It's the part of me that most of you have yet to discover ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-5479677292382925543?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/5479677292382925543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/other-side-of-me.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5479677292382925543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5479677292382925543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/other-side-of-me.html' title='The Other Side Of Me'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-5238502161448668612</id><published>2008-02-20T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T19:09:47.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roast Chicken. Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R7wHZiyN-QI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6dj6B3nJ3Ek/s1600-h/chicken.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R7wHZiyN-QI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6dj6B3nJ3Ek/s200/chicken.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169014607730047234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm full. and here's why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5933871044019757056-5238502161448668612?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/5238502161448668612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/roast-chicken-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5238502161448668612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5238502161448668612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/roast-chicken-part-2.html' title='Roast Chicken. Part 2'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R7wHZiyN-QI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6dj6B3nJ3Ek/s72-c/chicken.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-6700220929834681819</id><published>2008-02-20T17:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T17:30:29.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roast Chicken. Part 1</title><content type='html'>(kes nada ceta)&lt;br /&gt;Abt few hours ago, I prepared a whole chicken. After just an hour of marinating, I couldn't wait to get it into the oven. I managed to fill the chicken with potatoes, carrots and bits of this and that.. The chicken is still in the oven. I'l gladly post the picture later when it's done:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-6700220929834681819?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/6700220929834681819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/roast-chicken-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6700220929834681819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6700220929834681819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/roast-chicken-part-1.html' title='Roast Chicken. 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So sit wherever you are most comfortable. Eyes may become tired from sitting too close for long periods, if the light in the room is too dim, or if the picture screen is out of focus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myth #2: &lt;em&gt;“Reading in the dark will weaken your eyesight”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;As with sitting too close to the television, reading in dim light can cause eye fatigue, but it is not harmful and cannot damage your vision. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myth #3: &lt;em&gt;“Some eye exercises can improve your vision.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being alive and looking around at your world is all that is necessary to keep your muscles “toned.” Any extra effort is a waste of time and has no benefit. This myth has made many people wealthy, but rolling your eyes around has no effect on your vision.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;!--adsense--&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myth #4: &lt;em&gt;“You can wear your eyes out by using them too much.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eyes are not like light bulbs. So you cannot wear your eyes out by using them. In fact they can last your entire lifetime if they are healthy. Cutting down on reading or close work, will not help or harm your eyesight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myth #5: &lt;em&gt;“”Vision improves in older people as they gain second sight.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Second sight” refers to the ability of a person to see better, usually up-close, as they age. The reason for this “improved” vision is that the lens power changes due to increasing cataract. So actually second sight is due to the cataract having advanced.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myth #6: &lt;em&gt;“Too much sex, especially masturbation, can make you go blind.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;No, there is no way that this ridiculous myth can be true. Syphilis, a sexually transmitted disease, if left untreated can lead to blindness, dementia and death. This is where this myth came from. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myth #7: &lt;em&gt;“Wearing poorly fit glasses damages your eyes.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;In fact what is required for good vision is the right eyeglass prescription. Poor fitting glasses do not damage your eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myth #8: &lt;em&gt;“Blind people have a sixth sense or extra ordinary talents.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most People with (20/20) vision do not pay much attention to their other senses. Blind people have worked hard to develop their other senses to compensate for their vision loss. There is no sixth sense. Just hard work and practice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myth #9: &lt;em&gt;“There is no need to have your vision checked before you turn 40.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone should follow a proper eye health program that includes a regular eye exam, whether or not they’re having any noticeable signs of problems. There are treatable eye diseases; glaucoma is one of them, which can show up before you turn 40.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myth #10: &lt;em&gt;“Doctors can transplant eyes.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is not possible to transplant a whole eye. The eye is connected to the brain by a small nerve called the optic nerve. If this nerve is cut it cannot be reconnected, making it impossible to remove the eye and replace it with another one. When doctors figure out how to transplant the brain, they will be able to transplant the eye. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myth #11: &lt;em&gt;“Scientists have created a Bionic Eye.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Researchers have been working on a microchip to replace damaged retina cells in a person’s central vision. Other scientists have been trying to figure out a way to connect a camera directly to the brain. The eye and the brain do not work the same way a camera and computer do. Even after someone figures out how to make a bionic eye, they still have to figure out how to connect it to the neural circuitry of the brain. What they have created so far is a crude form of vision consisting of several dots of light. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myth #12: &lt;em&gt;“It is not harmful to look at the sun if you squint or use dark glasses.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;The sun’s ultra-violet light will still get to your eyes, damaging the cornea, lens and retina. So looking at the sun may not only cause headache and distort your vision temporarily, but it can also cause permanent eye damage. Never look directly at a solar eclipse. The direct light from the sun can blind a person in less than a minute. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myth #13: &lt;em&gt;“There is nothing you can do to prevent vision loss”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Regular eye exams and proper safety eyewear can save your sight. Also at the very first signs of vision loss, such as blurred vision or flashes of light, you should see your doctor. If detected early enough, depending on the cause, there are treatments that can correct, stop, or slow down the loss of vision.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myth #14: &lt;em&gt;“Although eyeglasses makes you see better, they make vision get worse over time.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wearing eyeglasses will never make your eyes worse. Before you start wearing glasses, you are accustomed to seeing a blurry world around you. Since this is all you have ever seen, you accept it as normal. When your vision is corrected with eyeglasses you start seeing a clear world. Now when you remove your eyeglasses after wearing them for several months, you are presented with the same blurry world as before. You feel you were able to get around without wearing glasses before but now when you remove glasses you see all blurry and cannot get around. In reality it’s your perception that has changed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myth #15: &lt;em&gt;“Eating carrots will improve your vision.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;While it is true that carrots are high in Vitamin A, which is an essential vitamin for sight, only a small amount is necessary for good vision. In fact, eating large amounts of Vitamin A or other vitamins can be very harmful. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-7219187049401565475?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/7219187049401565475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/15-useless-or-even-dangerous-eyesight.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7219187049401565475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7219187049401565475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/15-useless-or-even-dangerous-eyesight.html' title='15 Useless or Even Dangerous Eyesight Myths'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-2352181927220865157</id><published>2008-02-16T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T20:44:20.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Baby Phat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R7bZ7iyN-KI/AAAAAAAAALc/B6VEPEZSFGE/s1600-h/baby1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmmmmm... Payah sikit... hmm.. c mdm ani tah... I've 2 check my bookmark just 2 make sure hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://www.kata.ro/"&gt;Song Downloads&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://globalhouseplans.com"&gt;House Plans&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;a href="http://morphthing.com"&gt;Morph Thing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;a href="http://neopets.com"&gt;Online Pet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5) &lt;a href="http://mobile9.com"&gt;Mobile Softwares&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tagging my sisters &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Wanda&lt;/span&gt;, (yg nda pernah online), &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Lisa &lt;/span&gt;(yg 2 young 2 even b tinking of surfing d net), m friend &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Kat &lt;/span&gt;(yg stil tinking kn pasang espeed or not) and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Dee&lt;/span&gt;, (yg been annoying lately n i've decided 2 ignore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-7794108371867167398?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/7794108371867167398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/syiis-fav-linkies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7794108371867167398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7794108371867167398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/syiis-fav-linkies.html' title='Syii&apos;s fav  linkies'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-3212574114461118175</id><published>2008-02-16T16:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T16:56:32.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D greats 4s</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;4 Jobs I Have Had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Treasurer ~ Photographer ~ Brownie ~ The Wise Grown-up (??not so??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;4 Movies Watched Over and Over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just like heaven ~ City of Angels ~ My bestfriend's wedding ~ Shallow Hal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;4 Places I have Lived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kg. Air ~ Singapore ~ Seria ~ Gadong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;4 Shows I Watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boiling Point ~ Pimp My Ride ~ Chef At Home ~ THS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;4 Places I Have Been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1/2 of the ASEAN countries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 of the Middle East countries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The haunted hause ( which shall remain anon )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Palace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;4 People Who E-mail Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Family ~ Friends ~ Anon ~ Spam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4 Favorite Things To Eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Chocolate (esp eskrim rocher:))&lt;br /&gt;~ Briyani + Mutton Kurma + Chicken Tika + Pickle + Teh Tarik India (d Le Taj)&lt;br /&gt;~ Chicken chop + Chicken Mushroom + Salmon Ceasar Salad + Watermelon juice (d Millenium)&lt;br /&gt;~ Fetucini Carbonara + Rack of Lamb + Ice Caffe latte (d Fratinis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4 Places I Would Rather Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;~ Top ~ Bottom ~ Side ~ Around my hubby hehehehehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;4 Things I Look Forward To This year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sadless ~ Stressless ~ A new environment (work n home) ~ Spending more time with hubby when he gets back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;4 People To Tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'l get back to you later... After I've accomlished all the things I look 4wad 2 dis year...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-3212574114461118175?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/3212574114461118175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/d-greats-4s.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/3212574114461118175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/3212574114461118175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/d-greats-4s.html' title='D greats 4s'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-7852930056654536463</id><published>2008-02-16T16:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T20:10:08.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been Awhile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Awu batah nda post sal nothing 2 post abt.. wel nothing important la...Well.. adapun it only makes me sad just to tink abt it. So  let me just bury it deep within my heart n pretend that it never happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So neway, just got back from work and I suddenly remember a chinese series that I used to love watching, The Good Old Days. So, I searched high n lo (not really) for the theme song. I googled it but to no avail. And then I tried you tube.. And here it is.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been raining non-stop since d mlm. My room is freezing n i like it! I'm one of dos ppl who'd never survive in d desert even for a minute. (Ironically I've been to Padang Arafah when I performed d haj wif my family) And here I am. Hehehe.. Wel I cried most of d time plg during dat time. The other time when I did cry due to d intense heat was wen my family brought me to KK to meet the family from d other side. They lived in a rural area, mcm deep in d jungle sort of speak. No karan wat so ever. They even ate using leaves as plates. They're not poor, (galang mummy jarum proved dat),  That's just how they live. Anyway, I'm ashame to admit that I actually cried. Yes... I did. I cried and begged for my parents to leave and get to the hotel. I wasn't being a brat. But it was hot! I'm ol grown up now since then. I don't cry dat much nemore. Instead of crying in the end, I just refuse 2 go there the other times:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-7852930056654536463?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/7852930056654536463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/been-awhile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7852930056654536463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7852930056654536463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/been-awhile.html' title='Been Awhile'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-5094386549955775274</id><published>2008-02-16T16:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T16:01:31.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Old Days 1996</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/NIV6aeE6v4U' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/NIV6aeE6v4U'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wept evrytime I watched the series... The last chinese series  I ever watched. Stil my favourite to this day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-5094386549955775274?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/5094386549955775274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/good-old-days-1996.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5094386549955775274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5094386549955775274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/good-old-days-1996.html' title='The Good Old Days 1996'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-4708169230014201165</id><published>2008-02-05T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T17:04:04.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you're in a good mood, pls don't read this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hate my work, and I hate the person who I'm working for. I've tried my best and all she could say was, "I'm not putting enough effort into my work". I am so ready to give up. If doing my best is not good enough, what else can be done.  I find myself wondering, "Lum cukup kali sumpahan ku supaya ia mati"  THAT IS HOW MUCH I HATE HER. I sent my work on time, I prepared my work on time, I recorded my work daily, I spent most of my wage just to make everything perfect. But to my dismay, my so-called-perfect-effort is not good enough for her. There are people who are not doing their work, and she's telling ME I'm not doing my work enough? They should give out a survey and ask us what we think of our so called ketua. She's one of those people yg how we say, "Cakap tak serupa bikin" She complaints about people who cant finish her work and yet every time she couldn't finish her work, she would drop everything on one of my colleague and ordered it to be finished by the next day. How can this kind of people live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(secret msg attached)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;To whom it may concern,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mudah2an kau rasa apa ku rasa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mudah2an kau menerima bala supaya kau tau apa org dibwah mu rasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Semoga segala yang ko buat arah org kebalikan arah mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Di hari ko mati, mudah2an ko ingat smua muka yg ko aniaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Di hari ko mati, trasa ko payah mati pasal banyak org inda akan memaafkan kau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I wont..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5933871044019757056-4708169230014201165?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/4708169230014201165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/if-youre-in-good-mood-pls-dont-read.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/4708169230014201165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/4708169230014201165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/if-youre-in-good-mood-pls-dont-read.html' title='If you&apos;re in a good mood, pls don&apos;t read this'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-8180957098376561088</id><published>2008-02-04T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T23:39:39.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Tell Him/Her That They Smell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;" id="mod_633467" class="module moduleText color0"&gt;&lt;div class="txtd" id="txtd_633467"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/iq/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" id="imgs_633316"&gt;    &lt;div id="img_url_165749"&gt;      &lt;img src="http://hubpages.com/u/165749_f260.jpg" class="half" alt="" title="" /&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Use a little tact and tell the truth, but be sympathetic without being patronising, sounds difficult and it is, but you are this persons best friend and this friend needs to be told that they have B.O before someone starts spreading the news around and her life is made hell by the nasty snide comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tell your friend that you have noticed recently that she is sweating alot, ask her if anything is wrong, sweating can be brought on by alot of factors, stress, puberty, heat, hormonal changes and many others, it could be that your friend is having personal problems and she has stopped caring for herself properly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then delicately inform your friend that because of the sweating, she has a little body odour and some of your other mutual friends have noticed it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Explain that you didn't want to tell her but because she is your friend you felt you had to for her own benefit, that you don't want to hurt her and you don't want her to become a target of ridicule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She might get angry and lash out at you but she will soon calm down and realise that you have been a good friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-8180957098376561088?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/8180957098376561088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-to-tell-himher-that-they-smell.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8180957098376561088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8180957098376561088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-to-tell-himher-that-they-smell.html' title='How to Tell Him/Her That They Smell'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-7820720692106704197</id><published>2008-02-04T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T23:17:04.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Award Goes To Syii of course</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rupa2nya... zozo respect n patuh syii brabis.. heheh.. Thank u 4 awarding me with this... xtra ordinary blog award.. Awu zozo. I'l alwes b in ur dream.. n Mimpi c mdm jua. But since mdm is kabanger while I'm d kambangest, mdm will only c me in during buka mata. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://julia-aquino.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OebcMqzDfFk/R6MjKsTCypI/AAAAAAAABO0/yKettdzXm1I/s400/xxtraordinary+blogger+award.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162008264493419154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-7820720692106704197?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/7820720692106704197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/award-goes-to-syii-ofcouse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7820720692106704197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7820720692106704197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/award-goes-to-syii-ofcouse.html' title='The Award Goes To Syii of course'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OebcMqzDfFk/R6MjKsTCypI/AAAAAAAABO0/yKettdzXm1I/s72-c/xxtraordinary+blogger+award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-545408009753077665</id><published>2008-02-04T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T22:52:43.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tag tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" align="center"&gt;&lt;div  style="padding: 4px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: justify;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Answer all the questions (only 10) with what describes you best, add up all your Points (which are next to the answer that you choose) at the end and look for your results. Do not cheat by looking at the end of the e-mail before you are done.Then ask your Friends to answer it. (Make sure to Highlight your answers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Which one of the following describes the perfect date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a) Candlelight dinner (4 pts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Fun/Theme Park (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;c) Painting in the park (5 pts)&lt;br /&gt;d) Rock concert (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;e) Going to the movies (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favorite type of music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Rock and Roll (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;b) Alternative (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;c) Soft Rock (4 pts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) Country (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;e) Pop (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. What type of movies do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a) Comedy (2 pts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;b) Horror (1 pt.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Musical (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;d)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Romance (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e) Documentary (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Which one of these occupations would you choose if you only could choose one of these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Waiter (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;b) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Professional Sports Player (5 pts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;c) Teacher (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;d) Police (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;e) Cashier (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. What do you do with your spare time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Exercise (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;b) Read (4 pts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watch television (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;d) Listen to music (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;e) Sleep (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. Which one of the following colors do you like best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Yellow (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;b) White (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;c) Sky Blue (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;d) Dark Blue (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red (4 pts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. What do you prefer to eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Snow (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;b)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pizza (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;c) Sushi (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;d) Pasta (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e) Salad (5 pts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8 What is your favorite holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a) Halloween (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;b) Christmas (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;c)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Year (2 pts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;d) Valentine's Day (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;e) Thanksgiving (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9. If you could go to one of these places which one would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paris (4 pts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;b) Spain (5 pts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Las Vegas (1 pt)&lt;br /&gt;d) Hawaii (4 pts)&lt;br /&gt;e) Hollywood (3 pts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10. With which of the following would you prefer to spend time with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a) Someone Smart (5 pts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Someone attractive (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;c) Someone who likes to Party (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;d)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Someone who always has fun (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e) Someone very sentimental (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Now add up your points and find out the answer you have been waiting for!Put your character in the subject line and forward to your friends and back to the person that sent this to you. Very interesting to see 'who' your friends are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*(10-16 points) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Garfield&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: You are very comfortable, easy going, and you definitely know how to have fun but sometimes you take it to an extreme. You always know what you are doing and you are always in control of your life. Others may not see things as you do, but that doesn't mean that you always have to do what is right. Try to remember, your happy spirit may hurt you or others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(17-23 points) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Snoopy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: You are fun, you are very cool and popular. You always know what's in and you are never are out of style You are good at knowing how to satisfy everyone else. You have probably disappeared for a few days more than once but you always come home with the family values that you learned Being married and having children are important to you, but only after you have had your share of fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(24-28 points) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Elmo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: You have lots of friends and you are also popular, always willing to give advice and help out a person in need. You are very optimistic and you always see the bright side of things. Some good advice: try not to be too much of a dreamer. Dreaming too big could cause many conflicts in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(29-35 points) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Sponge Bob Square Pants&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: You are the classic person that everyone loves. You are the best friend that anyone could ever have and never wants to lose. You never cause harm to anyone and they would never not understand your feelings. Life is a journey, it's funny and calm for the most part. Stay away from traitors and jealous people, and you will be stress free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*(36-43 points) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Charlie Brown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: You are tender, you fall in love quickly but you are also very serious about all relationships. You are a family person. You call your Mom every Sunday. You have many friends and may occasionally forget a few Birthdays. Don't let your passion confuse you with reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(44-50 points) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Dexter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: You are smart and definitely a thinker... Every situation is fronted with a plan. You have a brilliant mind. You demonstrate very strong family principles. You maintain a stable routine but never ignore a bad situation when it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Try to do less over thinking every once in a while to spice things up a bit with spontaneity. Now don't spoil it! Have some Fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm a charlie brown hehe.. I've always disliked charlie brown. Does that mean I should hate myself? Hehe..But Charlie Brown in cute... aku pun.. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-545408009753077665?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/545408009753077665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/tag-tag_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/545408009753077665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/545408009753077665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/tag-tag_04.html' title='tag tag'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-4495589713995129463</id><published>2008-02-04T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T22:44:09.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tag tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: justify; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Answer all the questions (only 10) with what describes you best, add up all your Points (which are next to the answer that you choose) at the end and look for your results. Do not cheat by looking at the end of the e-mail before you are done.Then ask your Friends to answer it. (Make sure to Highlight your answers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;1. Which one of the following describes the perfect date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a) Candlelight dinner (4 pts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Fun/Theme Park (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;c) Painting in the park (5 pts)&lt;br /&gt;d) Rock concert (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;e) Going to the movies (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favorite type of music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Rock and Roll (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;b) Alternative (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;c) Soft Rock (4 pts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) Country (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;e) Pop (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;3. What type of movies do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a) Comedy (2 pts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;b) Horror (1 pt.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Musical (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;d)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Romance (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;e) Documentary (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;4. Which one of these occupations would you choose if you only could choose one of these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Waiter (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;b) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Professional Sports Player (5 pts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;c) Teacher (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;d) Police (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;e) Cashier (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;5. What do you do with your spare time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Exercise (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;b) Read (4 pts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Watch television (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;d) Listen to music (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;e) Sleep (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;6. Which one of the following colors do you like best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Yellow (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;b) White (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;c) Sky Blue (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;d) Dark Blue (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red (4 pts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;7. What do you prefer to eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Snow (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;b)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Pizza (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;c) Sushi (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;d) Pasta (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e) Salad (5 pts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;8 What is your favorite holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;a) Halloween (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;b) Christmas (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;c)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Year (2 pts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;d) Valentine's Day (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;e) Thanksgiving (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;9. If you could go to one of these places which one would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;a) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Paris (4 pts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;b) Spain (5 pts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Las Vegas (1 pt)&lt;br /&gt;d) Hawaii (4 pts)&lt;br /&gt;e) Hollywood (3 pts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;10. With which of the following would you prefer to spend time with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a) Someone Smart (5 pts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Someone attractive (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;c) Someone who likes to Party (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;d)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Someone who always has fun (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;e) Someone very sentimental (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;*Now add up your points and find out the answer you have been waiting for!Put your character in the subject line and forward to your friends and back to the person that sent this to you. Very interesting to see 'who' your friends are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;*(10-16 points) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Garfield&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;: You are very comfortable, easy going, and you definitely know how to have fun but sometimes you take it to an extreme. You always know what you are doing and you are always in control of your life. Others may not see things as you do, but that doesn't mean that you always have to do what is right. Try to remember, your happy spirit may hurt you or others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(17-23 points) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Snoopy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;: You are fun, you are very cool and popular. You always know what's in and you are never are out of style You are good at knowing how to satisfy everyone else. You have probably disappeared for a few days more than once but you always come home with the family values that you learned Being married and having children are important to you, but only after you have had your share of fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(24-28 points) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Elmo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;: You have lots of friends and you are also popular, always willing to give advice and help out a person in need. You are very optimistic and you always see the bright side of things. Some good advice: try not to be too much of a dreamer. Dreaming too big could cause many conflicts in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(29-35 points) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Sponge Bob Square Pants&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;: You are the classic person that everyone loves. You are the best friend that anyone could ever have and never wants to lose. You never cause harm to anyone and they would never not understand your feelings. Life is a journey, it's funny and calm for the most part. Stay away from traitors and jealous people, and you will be stress free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*(36-43 points) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Charlie Brown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: You are tender, you fall in love quickly but you are also very serious about all relationships. You are a family person. You call your Mom every Sunday. You have many friends and may occasionally forget a few Birthdays. Don't let your passion confuse you with reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(44-50 points) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Dexter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;: You are smart and definitely a thinker... Every situation is fronted with a plan. You have a brilliant mind. You demonstrate very strong family principles. You maintain a stable routine but never ignore a bad situation when it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Try to do less over thinking every once in a while to spice things up a bit with spontaneity. Now don't spoil it! Have some Fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm a charlie brown hehe..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-4495589713995129463?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/4495589713995129463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/tag-tag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/4495589713995129463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/4495589713995129463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/tag-tag.html' title='tag tag'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-2139488527936722164</id><published>2008-02-04T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T22:36:00.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick of being sick</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned before, my allergic reaction doesn't stop with the itching. Since Wednesday, I've been suffering from a nasty flu, irritating cough. I'm feeling hot and cold at the same time, I can't decide whether to switch the air-cond on or off. I'm in search of a new taste bud hehe... cos my current taste bud is not functioning properly. I haven't been able to taste and worst smell. I usually have a strong sense of smell. Yes really! Let me walk in an alley of people and I would be able to point out the 'smelly people' :) But really, these are the people that makes you say, "Cubatah balik dulu lpas dari jmputan atu" or, "Eeee.. mlm dah, lum u tukar baju kaja kah?" This reminds me of a story. I was watching a movie at the mall with my hubby. We sat at the twin seat on the outer side. There was another couple next to us. It was night, 10+, the couple was still using their office attire. We could tell they were doing something. Well to be precise the guy was doing something. The girl was practically sitting on the guy's lap. And my gosh, our seat was moving... The worst? One of them (maybe both) stinked!!! They smelt really bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-2139488527936722164?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/2139488527936722164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/sick-of-being-sick.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/2139488527936722164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/2139488527936722164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/02/sick-of-being-sick.html' title='Sick of being sick'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-186134627165719575</id><published>2008-01-30T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T14:22:37.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Differences between Men and Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;dl style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Relationships:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;First of all, a man does not call a relationship a relationship - he refers to it as "that time when me and Suzie was doing it on a semi-regular basis". When a relationship ends, a woman will cry and pour her heart out to her girlfriends, and she will write a poem titled "All Men Are Idiots". Then she will get on with her life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A man has a little more trouble letting go. Six months after the break-up, at 3:00 a.m. on a Saturday night, he will call and say, "I just wanted to let you know you ruined my life, and I'll never forgive you, and I hate you, and you're a total floozy. But I want you to know there's always a chance for us". This is known as the "I Hate You/I Love You" drunken phone call, that 99% of all men have made at least once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sex:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;Women prefer 30 - 45 minutes of foreplay. Men prefer 30 - 45 seconds of foreplay. Men consider driving back to her place as part of the foreplay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maturity:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;Women mature much faster than men. Most 17-year-old females can function as adults. Most 17-year-old males are still trading baseball cards and giving each other wedgies after gym class. This is why high school romances rarely work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Handwriting:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;To their credit, men do not decorate their penmanship. They just chicken-scratch. Women use scented, colored stationary and they dot their "i's" with circles and hearts. Women use ridiculously large loops in their "p's" and "g's". It is a royal pain to read a note from a woman. Even when she's dumping you, she'll put a smiley face at the end of the note.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bathrooms:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;A man has at most six items in his bathroom - a toothbrush, toothpaste, shaving cream, razor, a bar of Dial soap, and a towel from the Holiday Inn. The average number of items in a typical woman's bathroom is 437. A man would not be able to identify most of these items.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Magazines:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;Men's magazines often feature pictures of naked ladies. Women's magazine also feature pictures of naked ladies. This is because the female body is a beautiful work of art, while the male body is hairy and lumpy and should not be seen by the light of day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Groceries:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;A woman makes a list of things she needs and then goes to the store and buys these things. A man waits till the only items left in his fridge are half a lemon and something turning green. Then he goes grocery shopping. He buys everything that looks good. By the time a man reaches the checkout counter, his cart is packed tight. Of course, this will not stop him from going to the 10-items-or-less lane.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Going out:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;When a man says he is ready to go out, it means he is ready to go out. When a woman says she is ready to go out, it means she &lt;b&gt;will&lt;/b&gt; be ready to go out, as soon as she finds her other earring, finishes putting on her makeup...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shoes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;When preparing for work, a woman will put on a wool suit, and then slip into Reebok sneakers. She wil carry her dress shoes in a plastic bag. When a woman gets to work, she will put on her dress shoes. Five minutes later, she will kick them off because her feet are under her desk. A man will wear one pair of shoes for the entire day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cats:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;Women love cats. Men say they love cats, but when women aren't looking, men kick cats.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mirrors:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;Men are vain; they will check themselves out in the mirror. Women are ridiculous; they will check out their reflections in any shiny surface--mirrors, spoons, store windows, toasters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Garages:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;Women use garages to park their cars and to store their lawnmowers. Men use garages for many things. They hang license plates in garages, and they watch TV in garages, and they build useless lopsided benches in garages.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jewelry:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;Women look nice when they wear jewelry. A man can get away with wearing one ring, and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Menopause:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;When a woman reaches menopause, she goes through a variety of complicated emotional, psychological, and biological changes. The nature and degree of the changes varies with the individual. Menopause in a man provokes a uniform reaction--he buys aviator glasses, a snazzy French cap and leather driving gloves, and goes shopping for a Porsche.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Telephone:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;Men see the telephone as a communications tool. They use the telephone to send short messages to other people. A woman can visit her girlfriend for two weeks, and upon returning home, she will call the same friend and they will talk for three hours.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low Blows:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's say a man and a woman are watching a boxing match on television. One of the fighters is felled by a low blow. The woman says "Oh, gee, that must hurt." The man doubles over and actually feels pain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Directions:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;If a woman is out driving and she finds herself in unfamiliar surroundings, she will stop at a gas station and ask for directions. Men consider this to be a sign of weakness. Men will never stop and ask for directions. Men will drive in a circle for hours, all the while saying things like, "Looks like I've found a new way to get there"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Admitting Mistakes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;Women will sometimes admit making a mistake. Men?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Richard Gere:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;Women like Richard Gere because he is sexy in a dangerous way. Men hate Richard Gere because he reminds them of that slick guy who works at the health club and dates only married women.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Offspring:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah, children. A woman knows all about her children. She knows about dentist appointments and soccer games and romances and best friends and favorite foods and secret fears and hopes and dreams. A man is vaguely aware of some short people living in the house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dressing up:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;A woman will dress up to go shopping, water the plants, empty the garbage answer the phone, read a book, get the mail. A man will dress up for: weddings, funerals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nudity in Movies:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;Every actress in the history of movies has had to do a nude scene. This is because every movie in the history of movies has been produced by a &lt;b&gt;man&lt;/b&gt;. The only actor who has ever appeared nude in the movies is Richard Gere. This is another reason why men hate him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cameras:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;Men take photography very seriously. They'll shell out $4,000 for state-of-the-art equipment, and build darkrooms, and take photography classes. Women purchase Kodak Instamatics. Of course, women always end up taking better pictures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Plants:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;A woman asks a man to water her plants while she is on vacation. The man waters the plants. The woman comes home five days later, to an apartment full of dead plants. No one knows why this happens.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nicknames:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;With the exception of female body-builders, who call each other names like "Ultimate Pecs" and "Big Turk", women eschew the use of nicknames. If Gloria, Suzanne, Deborah and Michelle get together for lunch, they will call each other Gloria, Suzanne, Deborah and Michelle. But if Mike, Dave, Rob and Jack go out for a brewsky, they will affectionately refer to each other as Bullet-Head, Godzilla, Peanut Brain and Useless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-186134627165719575?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/186134627165719575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/differences-between-men-and-women.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/186134627165719575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/186134627165719575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/differences-between-men-and-women.html' title='Differences between Men and Women'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-8318050214774906298</id><published>2008-01-30T14:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T14:08:55.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger Management</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" height="58" width="525"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" height="1" width="523"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ten Ways To Reduce Anger&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;       &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td height="70" width="1"&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td height="70" valign="top" width="521"&gt;        &lt;table border="0" height="66" width="100%"&gt;         &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td height="60" width="99%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Take             Several Deep Breaths&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Count to Ten&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Walk Away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Think of the Consequences of             Your Anger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Do "Self" Talk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Stop and Handle the Angry             Feelings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Ask For Help&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Think of Other Ways to Handle             the Dispute&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Try to Talk it Out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Try to Think of the Other             Person's Feelings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-8318050214774906298?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/8318050214774906298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/anger-management.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8318050214774906298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8318050214774906298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/anger-management.html' title='Anger Management'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-5196283375554907622</id><published>2008-01-28T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T14:32:21.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'O' Level result is  finally out. Thanks to &lt;a href="http://cpsbrunei.wordpress.com"&gt;cpsbrunei&lt;/a&gt; from which I've gotten  the link to download the full result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cpsbrunei.com/files/GCEO_NOV07.zip" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cpsbrunei.com/images/olevel2007.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-5196283375554907622?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/5196283375554907622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/boh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5196283375554907622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5196283375554907622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/boh.html' title='Boh'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-7891705560777946632</id><published>2008-01-27T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T17:33:48.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Goofs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Cloverfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The dirt and sweat on Rob's shirt changes as they walk through the subway tunnel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;National Treasure: Book of Secrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Boom mic visible:&lt;/b&gt; After Riley jumps into his shiny red Ferrari, a reflection is seen in the car's paint on screen left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continuity:&lt;/b&gt; Mitch surrenders his gun before joining forces with Ben Gates to search for the treasure. On the balancing 'table', Mitch jumps up to the rope and a gun can be seen hanging from his belt on the back of his trousers. In the next shot as he climbs the rope, the gun is gone and it is never seen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continuity:&lt;/b&gt; During the chase scene in London, the Range Rover gets the front end damaged when it hits the back of a large truck. In later scenes during the same chase, sometimes no damage appears on the vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;" class="trivia"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Factual errors:&lt;/b&gt; When John Wilkes Booth is told to leave the saloon that he is in, just before the assassination of Lincoln, it shows him traveling to Ford's Theater by horse. In fact, the saloon that Booth visited just before the assassination is actually right next door adjoining Ford's Theater and now the present location of the Hardrock Cafe' DC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crew or equipment visible:&lt;/b&gt; Obvious floodlights hidden behind rocks throughout the climactic cave scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Factual errors:&lt;/b&gt; Dr. Appleton says that the Indian language is Olmec. However, the Olmec people inhabited south-central Mexico, and their language nor culture never reached 2,000 miles north to present-day South Dakota. Therefore, the entire premise of the city of gold is misplaced by a continent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Audio/visual unsynchronized:&lt;/b&gt; When Ben Gates is speaking at the conference in the beginning of the movie, the camera is panning back and forth around the one column. On one of the first pans around the column, if you look closely, you will notice that the voice of Gates does not match his lips in the shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Factual errors:&lt;/b&gt; Riley says he got some information via the Freedom Of Information Act "in '66". The Act, however, did not become law until 1974.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Revealing mistakes:&lt;/b&gt; While sitting in the Gates' household using his laptop, the apple on Riley Poole's Black MacBook is not lit up, yet Riley is working on the laptop. The apple on MacBooks lights up when the screen is on, because the light to illuminate the symbol comes from the light used to illuminate the screen. Therefore, MacBook Poole is working on is asleep or turned off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Errors made by characters (possibly deliberate errors by the filmmakers):&lt;/b&gt; Olmecs did not perform human sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Errors made by characters (possibly deliberate errors by the filmmakers):&lt;/b&gt; Esteban, the slave whom they say described the gold city did it, but much after his shipwreck in Florida. He was with Cabeza de Vaca, and it was monks whom claim to have seen the city, not Esteban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Factual errors:&lt;/b&gt; Gold was barely, or completely unknown to the ancient Olmec culture. Of course further cultures found it, and used it, but it was a couple hundred years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Errors made by characters (possibly deliberate errors by the filmmakers):&lt;/b&gt; When the character Abigail Chase (Diane Kruger) talks about the seal which refers to the President's Book of Secrets, she mistakenly says that the scroll the eagle holds is instead of the olive branch, which can clearly be seen in the eagle's left claw. The scroll is actually replacing the arrows that are usually in the eagles right claw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Revealing mistakes:&lt;/b&gt; In the scene where they are under the Temple in the City of Gold, Ben Gates yells "Come on Ed" instead of Mitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Factual errors:&lt;/b&gt; At the end of the movie when Riley Poole gets his Ferrari again, you can clearly hear him letting go of the clutch without having the car properly in gear. At the same time you can see that the car has F1 paddle-shifters on the steering wheel, which means that the car doesn't have a manual clutch, making the mis-shift sound impossible for this car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Factual errors:&lt;/b&gt; Abraham and Mary-Todd Lincoln are shown as the only occupants of the presidential box at Ford's Theatre, but Major Henry Rathbone and his fiancée Clara Harris also sat in the box with the President and First Lady. After shooting President Lincoln, John Wilkes Booth stabbed Major Rathbone in the arm before jumping down to the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Errors made by characters (possibly deliberate errors by the filmmakers):&lt;/b&gt; Ben states that the expression "your name is mud" derives from the lifetime disgrace of Dr. Samuel Mudd, who administered medical care to Lincoln assassin John Wilkes Booth. But the phrase was used more than 30 years before the assassination, and was based on the obsolete use of the word "mud" meaning "a stupid person".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Factual errors:&lt;/b&gt; When the group see an altar and exclaim that "this will really crack open the study of the language", the writing visible is Chinese seal script, completely unrelated to Olmec.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I am Legend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Factual errors:&lt;/b&gt; All the flags shown hanging from various buildings in New York City are in perfect condition. These flags would have been torn and faded from three years of hanging in the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Factual errors:&lt;/b&gt; Robert Neville is a Lieutenant Colonel but his insignia in the shots portraying him in his military dress uniform are golden, which indicate the rank of Major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continuity:&lt;/b&gt; Bite marks on the left shoulder of Dr. Neville disappeared during the final scene.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crew or equipment visible:&lt;/b&gt; SPOILER: When Neville is in the dark warehouse looking for Sam, he enters a bathroom. When his flashlight hits a mirror, he ducks and shields the light, but there is still a circle of light from the camera behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Audio/visual unsynchronized:&lt;/b&gt; SPOILER: Neville states the lab doors are made of Plexiglas (acrylic), but when the so-called Alpha Dark Seeker smashes them the sound is breaking glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Revealing mistakes:&lt;/b&gt; SPOILER: After Neville's dog Sam dies and slips to the laboratory floor, you can see the dog still breathing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Atonement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anachronisms:&lt;/b&gt; In the section of the movie set in 1935, there is a scene where Robbie is daydreaming and the image of a four engined bomber crosses the screen. The image is of a Short's Stirling (the tail configuration is markedly different to the Lancaster), an aircraft which did not enter service until 1939.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Factual errors:&lt;/b&gt; On arriving on the beach at Dunkirk, Robbie is told of the sinking of the Lancastria and the loss of 3000 men. This event actually occurred 17 days later on June 17 1940.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Incorrectly regarded as goofs:&lt;/b&gt; When newsreel footage from the War mentions Queen Elizabeth, some have incorrectly assumed this is referring to Queen Elizabeth II, who was not crowned until 1952. However, the film actually shows Queen Elizabeth, the Queen Mother, wife of King George VI, who was indeed 'Queen Elizabeth' at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;" class="trivia"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continuity:&lt;/b&gt; In the love making scene in the library, Robbie pulls down the strap of Cecilia’s dress and she pulls her arm out. In the next shot it is clearly up and over her shoulder again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Factual errors:&lt;/b&gt; The BEF was a professional army and was not staffed with conscripted prisoners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anachronisms:&lt;/b&gt; The second No 19 bus in the shot is a post war vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continuity:&lt;/b&gt; In the fountain-scene, Cecilia pulls her blouse over her head before she steps in the fountain. But when she rises from the water and dresses again, the buttons of the blouse are open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continuity:&lt;/b&gt; During the library scene, Cecelia slips her shoe off while making love but when Briony interrupts, we see that both of her shoes are still on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continuity:&lt;/b&gt; When Briony is watching Cecelia and Robby at the fountain we see the strap of Cecelia's slip fall and she fixes it. When we see the scene the second time, this does not happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continuity:&lt;/b&gt; When Briony is watching Cecilia and Robbie by the fountain, Cecelia goes to pick up the vase to the left of Robbie so it is concealed by Robbie's figure, when we see the scene again from Cecilia and Robbie's point of view, Cecilia takes the vase from the right of Robbie (as seen by Briony).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continuity:&lt;/b&gt; During the fountain scene, when Cecilia gets out from the water, her "hairdo" changes according to the point of view: as seen by Briony, there's wisp in the middle of her forehead, than we see the scene again and the wisp is gone. Also, the stance of Robbie's right leg when Cecilia has gone and he's at the fountain is different from one scene to another: first it's under his left leg, then it's above.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Alvin and the Chipmunks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continuity:&lt;/b&gt; In close-up shots of Dave's house, his unit number is 1958, but in long-shots of the area, the unit numbers are in the 1500s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continuity:&lt;/b&gt; You can see a poster on a record store with the chipmunks wearing their sweaters before Dave makes them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continuity:&lt;/b&gt; In the lobby, when the chipmunks climb out of the tree, they run past a girl in a pink top twice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Michael Clayton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continuity:&lt;/b&gt; In the final scene as Michael Clayton crosses the road and gets into a taxi that is in traffic, a silver 4x4 is clearly seen behind. As the camera switches to inside the cab, the silver 4x4 is gone from the view through the rear window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continuity:&lt;/b&gt; When Michael Clayton spots Arthur Edens in the back alley, we see Arthur carrying a bag of bread. In the beginning of the conversation, one bread in the middle is missing its top, which apparently may have been eaten. In the following shots, we see the same bread full, without the missing top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Incorrectly regarded as goofs:&lt;/b&gt; It is stated that Michael started with the firm in 1990, and has been with them for 17 years, making the year 2007 as expected. His birthday is also described as being in 1959, but at another point while speaking to Marty he reflects on his state in life and claims to be 45 years old -- he should be 47 or 48. He may, however, be exaggerating his youth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continuity:&lt;/b&gt; When Clayton is in Arthur's loft and he picks up the red book from the coffee table, you can clearly see the folded slip of paper sticking out from the bottom. A moment later, as he's flipping through the book, he almost doesn't see the paper because it's all the way inside.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continuity:&lt;/b&gt; SPOILER: During the conversation between Karen Crowder and Mr. Verne, in which she authorizes Verne to take action against Clayton, her left coat collar switches back and forth from being turned up to laying down between her over-the-shoulder and frontal shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-7891705560777946632?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/7891705560777946632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/movie-goofs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7891705560777946632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7891705560777946632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/movie-goofs.html' title='Movie Goofs'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-9213909914019064461</id><published>2008-01-27T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T16:55:54.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanx 2 &lt;a href="http://zhoewynz.blogspot.com/"&gt;zhoe&lt;/a&gt; who keeps on remembering me, day and night. I know... I am a big part in your life and I'm your best of friends ever. You don't have to puji-puji me zhoe hehe... I know... I'm nice and lovely. (imagining zhoe bowing in front of me and flatters me none stop) hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div  style="border-style: solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 0px 1px 0px 0px; padding: 4px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 250px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 170); text-align: left;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*Start Copy Here*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You do not have to be tagged to play along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This game is simple and so are the rules.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Copy from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*Start Copy Here*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*End      Copy Here*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Add your site(s) to the list.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just be sure to post at each site you      add. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tag or don’t tag, your choice, however, the more      tags you create the bigger the list will grow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let me know your blog’s name and url by leaving      me a comment &lt;a href="http://mondaymorningpower.blogspot.com/2008/01/big-bang-master-list.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I will add      you to the master list.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(If you would like the scroll box code,      leave me your email address and I will email it to you.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Come back and copy the master list back to your      site, often.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This process will      allow late-comers to get as much link benefit as the first ones in.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;1-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://mondaymorningpower.blogspot.com/"&gt;Attitude, the Ultimate Power&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; 2-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://julianarw.blogspot.com/"&gt;Juliana's Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; 3-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://kasper794.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rusin Roundup&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; 4-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://whymoneymatters.blogspot.com/" target="_new"&gt;Grow Rich Along With Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; 5-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em  style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://comedyplus.blogspot.com/" title="blocked::http://comedyplus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Comedy Plus&lt;/a&gt; 6-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://lyndaluv.blogspot.com/"&gt;lynda's loft&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; 7-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amel's Realm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; 8-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://maxcouti.blogspot.com/"&gt;MAX&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; 9-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em  style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedcathollydale.blogspot.com/" title="blocked::http://speedcathollydale.blogspot.com/"&gt;Speedcat Hollydale&lt;/a&gt; 10-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://mariuca.blogspot.com/" title="blocked::http://mariuca.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Mariuca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://soyouwanttocomplain.blogspot.com/"&gt;Complain Complain Complain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; 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Love Nest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 32- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://zhoewynz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tendre Poison 323 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;33-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://syii.blogspot.com/"&gt;Syii Speaks...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*End Copy Here*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I can't think of anyone to tag right now... Keep on tagging me though, I don't mind.. :) All tags and message are welcomed. No negative comments are aloud. If you're thinking something bad about me, go sit at the corner and wonder why you're life is not good as mine..  Hehe.. Kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-9213909914019064461?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/9213909914019064461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/thanx-2-zhoe-who-keeps-on-remembering.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/9213909914019064461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/9213909914019064461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/thanx-2-zhoe-who-keeps-on-remembering.html' title=''/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-6093908902954001500</id><published>2008-01-25T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T01:50:21.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Admit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I miss my other half right now. I never admit this in any of my post before. He's current job require us to be apart. He'll be back for good by March. Till then, I'm missing him dearly every day... At the moment, I'm playing our wedding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dvd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It makes me want to cry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I see it. I remember exactly how I felt that day. Funny isn't it, we first planned to have a simple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nikah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and that was it. Our parents threw a fit, and so we went through all the ceremonies. We got engaged &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;las&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;t year in March. I couldn't believe my ear when I was told the wedding would be held in July. I choked! We planned for a year engagement, get everything settled and all. But our parents insisted for us to get marry sooner. No, I wasn't pregnant. We have been together for so long...8 Years.. Wow... I can't believe it myself.  We had our ups and downs. We went through the heart aches and the heart breaks. But you know what? I rather it happen before than now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nikah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was in  June 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 2007. I couldn't sleep that night. My stomach was turning like crazy. I cried (of happiness) when I read my vows. I laughed (of total joy) when he read his vows. Finally after 8 years, we finally belong to each &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; and we have the certificate to prove it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1st July was the big day, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bersanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... I just have to say this... I LOVE MY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BAJU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;KAWIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (wedding dress). I made it at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;NIE&lt;/span&gt; and every penny was worth it.. My make up was beautiful and the way my  husband look at me proved it all. After all the commotions of taking pictures and the other necessities, we just couldn't sleep. We sneaked out and had our first dinner as husband and wife. We came back an hour later to find every one else looking for us. We had our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Beambilan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that night... And off we go to honeymoon the next day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-6093908902954001500?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/6093908902954001500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-admit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6093908902954001500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6093908902954001500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-admit.html' title='I Admit...'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-2904236973099072559</id><published>2008-01-25T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T14:24:43.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did You Know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;During your lifetime, you'll eat about 60,000 pounds of food, that's the weight of about 6 elephants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Some ribbon worms will eat themselves if they cant find any food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dolphins sleep with one eye open!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The worlds oldest piece of chewing gum is over 9000 years old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In space, astronauts cannot cry properly, because there is no gravity, so the tears can't flow down their faces!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There are more plastic flamingos in the U.S, than real ones! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;About 3000 years ago, most Egyptians died by the time they were 30!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;More people use &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; toothbrushes, than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:red;"  &gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A sneeze travels out your mouth at over 100 m.p.h.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Your ribs move about 5 million times a year, every time you breathe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In Tokyo, a bicycle is faster than a car for most trips of less than 50 minutes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Should there be a crash, Prince Charles and Prince William never travel on the same airplane as a precaution!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Your body is creating and killing 15 million red blood cells per second!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-2904236973099072559?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/2904236973099072559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/did-you-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/2904236973099072559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/2904236973099072559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/did-you-know.html' title='Did You Know?'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-917010902786076274</id><published>2008-01-24T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T11:58:08.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary Movie My ***</title><content type='html'>&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been awhile since the last time I watch a good ghost movie. Ghost movies nowadays are typical and predictable. Have you noticed all the movies have all if not most of the things below;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The main character (the one that gets chased or haunted through out the movie but will not die)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The dumb (who usually is among the 1st to die)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The ego/spoilt/hard-headed (who's most like likely to die brutally)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The old (surprisingly knows everything and has all the answers)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The mysterious (thought to be the bad guy but ends up as the good guy)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The nice ( but ends up to be the evil one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The mystical object (the main cause why the ghost/spirit is earth bound)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mirror (I think they like the mirror)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glass windows&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The creaking door&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Late shower/bath (indoor or out door)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No day time  (it just have be at night time and in the dark of course)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The wind, the rain, the storm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The cheesy creepy music&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You get my point... But the oh-so-worst-thing I hate about ghost movie(especially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;malays&lt;/span&gt;') the endings! They'd either end up waking up and realising it was all a nightmare (supposedly to make us wonder if it really happened) or...No ending.. You'll find yourself saying "Is that it?" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yg&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lazimnya&lt;/span&gt;, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;abis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kah&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-917010902786076274?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/917010902786076274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/scary-movie-my.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/917010902786076274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/917010902786076274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/scary-movie-my.html' title='Scary Movie My ***'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-4312968458642896722</id><published>2008-01-24T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T14:55:22.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEATH LEDGER DEAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;January 22, 2008 -- New York Post&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heath Ledger 4th April 1979 - 22nd January 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.bn/imgres?imgurl=http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2008/01/23/lf_heathledger.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.smh.com.au/news/people/heath-ledger-dead/2008/01/23/1201024937592.html&amp;amp;h=368&amp;amp;w=300&amp;amp;sz=33&amp;amp;hl=ms&amp;amp;start=1&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=822pTkShZul5eM:&amp;amp;tbnh=122&amp;amp;tbnw=99&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dheath%2Bledger%2Bdead%26svnum%3D10%26um%3D1%26hl%3Dms%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26sa%3DN"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2008/01/23/ledgermain470.jpg" alt="Tributes to Heath Ledger outside his SoHo apartment building in Manhattan. The crowd watch as a body bag is brought out of the block and his parents and sister make a statement about the tragedy. Photos AP and AFP" align="middle" height="600" width="470" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ledger was found by his maid and the masseuse with whom he had a scheduled 3 p.m. appointment at his $23,000-a-month, three-bedroom loft at 421 Broome St. When the two women entered his bedroom at about 3:20 p.m., Ledger was nude, lying face down and unresponsive, police sources said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pills were strewn around the bed, and there was a bottle next by the actor's body, police sources said. The maid and therapist called 911 at about 3:26 p.m. Emergency workers were unable to revive the star, and he was pronounced dead at 3:35 p.m. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bottles of the generic forms of Xanax and Valium, both anti-anxiety drugs prescribed in his name, were found in the house, according to law-enforcement sources. The sleeping drug Ambien was also found near his body, sources said. The maid said she last heard the star snoring around noon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"We are investigating the possibility of an overdose," NYPD spokesman Paul Browne said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"There were pills within the vicinity of the bed." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One police source said "it does not appear to be a suicide." Ledger, a native of Perth, Australia, had lived in Brooklyn with Williams and Matilda, but the couple split last year. He has since been romantically linked to a slew of women, from Aussie supermodel Gemma Ward to Long Island bad girl Lindsay Lohan. &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/5933871044019757056-4312968458642896722?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/4312968458642896722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/heath-ledger-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/4312968458642896722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/4312968458642896722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/heath-ledger-dead.html' title='HEATH LEDGER DEAD'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-1806513340345335577</id><published>2008-01-23T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T00:14:43.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tips to help you sleep better</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't nap for more than 15-20 minutes per day. It can throw off your sleep cycle and make it harder for you to get good sleep at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Try removing your socks for an hour before you go to bed and putting them on right before you go to sleep—the shock of warmth and comfort may help you get to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wear appropriate clothing that reflects the weather. Don't forget your feet—cold feet can keep you awake! Keep a sweatshirt or an extra blanket right next to the bed, just in case you get too cold at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Avoid leaving your TV or music on overnight. If you need it to fall asleep, use the timer feature to make sure that it turns off by the time you fall asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Keep your eyes closed! It may sound intuitive, but it is hard to fall asleep when you are staring at the ceiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you can't fall asleep within the first 40 minutes of going to bed, get up and do something else until you feel sleepy. Lying in bed awake for long periods of time will cause you to associate your bed with not sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You may try using a particular ritual before you go to bed that will make you sleepy. For example, you might try taking a warm bath, reading a book, or drinking a glass of warm milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Try using lavender. The scent may help you to calm yourself down and may make you feel a little sleepy. If you have lavender scented body splash or perfume, you can try scenting your pillow with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Feeling too hot? Learn how to sleep comfortably on a hot night. Feeling too cold? Learn how to sleep when it's cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Try taking a cool shower before going to bed. You'll wash off a good deal of what might make you itchy, especially if you've been outdoors and have a bug bite or two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Keep bedroom clutter to a minimum so the last thing you see at night is your bed, rather than all the little things that need to be taken care of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here is how you can find the optimal thickness for a pillow: Stand comfortably with your back against a wall. The distance between the wall and your head is the ideal compressed pillow thickness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Try to keep your bedroom quiet. Having distracting noises that startle you can keep you awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Try sleeping with an open window. Fresh air on a cool night can help you to relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you are struggling to sleep due to changes in your sleep cycle, try taking melatonin before you go to sleep. Continue this routine for a few days, or as instructed on the back of the medicine bottle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-1806513340345335577?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/1806513340345335577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/tips-to-help-you-sleep-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/1806513340345335577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/1806513340345335577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/tips-to-help-you-sleep-better.html' title='Tips to help you sleep better'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-165582493620748814</id><published>2008-01-22T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:28:06.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The right sunglass for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; width: 682px; height: 574px;" class="justify" border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="5"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;        &lt;td bg style="color:white;"&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://unitedshades.com/immagini/faces/oval.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="middle"&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oval face&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost any style works for oval face. Experiment with the latest looks, such as wraparounds or shields. Square shaped frames with gently rounded edges and higher temples also look good on an oval face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Frame suggestions&lt;/i&gt; : Any frame shape        &lt;/span&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;        &lt;td bg style="color:white;"&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://unitedshades.com/immagini/faces/round.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="middle"&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Round face&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frames should make the face appear longer and thinner. In general, look for frames equal to or slightly wider than the broadest part of the face. Minimize the curves and add definition with soft, angular, rectangular styles or double brow styles. Higher temples will create a longer profile. Sunglasses with brow bars also pull the eye upward, making the face appear longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Frame suggestions&lt;/i&gt; : Wider frames with angular / rectangular styles        &lt;/span&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;        &lt;td bg style="color:white;"&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://unitedshades.com/immagini/faces/diamond.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="middle"&gt;        &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Diamond shape&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This face shape has wide or high cheekbones with a narrow forehead and chin. Oval sunglasses will soften the contour of the face, although softly curved square frames will work as well. Make sure the styles are no wider than the top of the cheekbones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Frame suggestions&lt;/i&gt; : Oval, Square, Rimless        &lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;        &lt;td bg style="color:white;"&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://unitedshades.com/immagini/faces/square.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="middle"&gt;        &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Square face&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This face shape consists of a strong jawline, a broad forehead and wide cheekbones. Reduce the angles with soft, curvy styles that will give the face some definition such as cat-eye styles. The classic ovals also works well for this face shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Frame suggestions&lt;/i&gt; : Oval, Round, Cat Eyes        &lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;        &lt;td bg style="color:white;"&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://unitedshades.com/immagini/faces/rectangle.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="middle"&gt;        &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oblong face&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Widen and shorten the face with sunglass styles that do not extend beyond the widest part of the face. Round or square shapes will look great on this face. Frames with short horizontal and long vertical lines also work. Decorative or contrasting temples add width to the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Frame suggestions&lt;/i&gt; : Round, Square        &lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;        &lt;td bg style="color:white;"&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://unitedshades.com/immagini/faces/triangle.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="middle"&gt;        &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Triangle shape&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This face has a narrow jaw and a wide forehead. Soften the lower portion of the face by accenting the eye area. Styles such as cat- eyes should angle outward at the top corner and be wide enough to balance the jawline. You can also try metal frames with rimless bottoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Frame suggestions&lt;/i&gt; : Frames with a Straight Top Line, Cat Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://unitedshades.com/en/choosing.htm"&gt;UnitedShades&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-165582493620748814?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/165582493620748814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/right-sunglass-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/165582493620748814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/165582493620748814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/right-sunglass-for-you.html' title='The right sunglass for you'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-7839520388281267099</id><published>2008-01-22T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:12:02.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fertility</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When am I Fertile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're more likely to become pregnant in any particular month if you have intercourse during your most fertile period - the days just before and after you ovulate. Ovulation usually occurs about 14 days before the start of your next menstrual period. If you would like to figure out when you're likely to ovulate next, you'll need to know the approximate length of your menstrual cycle.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Your menstrual cycle begins with the first day your period starts (called "Day 1"). It ends the day before your next period starts. The average length of a menstrual cycle is 28 days. However, it is not at all unusual for women to have longer or shorter cycles. If you're not yet pregnant and you want to determine the length of your cycle, use the calendar to track your menstrual cycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.healthatoz.com/healthatoz/Atoz/tl/misc/duedate/entfert.jsp"&gt;HealthAtoZ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="pink" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="pinkcat" align="center"&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Common signs of early pregnancy&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td rowspan="3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" width="590"&gt;The signs below are other early indicators of pregnancy, which may occur before a missed period. Many women do not notice these until later in pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You may experience all, some or none of these symptoms.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img src="http://baby2see.com/im/sleep.gif" alt="sleep" align="right" border="0" height="92" hspace="20" vspace="20" width="150" /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feeling nauseous, particularly in the mornings.    &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frequent trips to the Bathroom.     &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Increased tiredness.     &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tenderness in the breasts.     &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Changes in taste or food craving.    &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slight bleeding or spotting or cramping     &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elevated basal body temperature (BBT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://baby2see.com/first_signs.html"&gt;Baby2See&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blue" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td rowspan="3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="bluecat" align="left"&gt;&lt;h4&gt;You want a Boy ? &lt;img src="http://baby2see.com/gender/boy1.gif" alt="boy" height="34" width="35" /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td rowspan="3"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify"&gt;&lt;td width="590"&gt;It is believed that if intercourse takes place closer to ovulation, then the probability is greater that the child will be male, due to the high motility (forward progression) and the decreased life span of the sperm. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you want a boy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - aim for later intercourse before ovulation - say about 1 day before ovulation. Frequent intercourse around the time of ovulation. Have your partner wear boxers. A male with a high sperm count is more likely to have a boy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify"&gt;&lt;td width="590"&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="pink" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td rowspan="3"&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="pinkcat" align="left"&gt;&lt;h4&gt;You want a Girl ? &lt;img src="http://baby2see.com/gender/girl1.gif" alt="girl" height="37" width="35" /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td rowspan="3"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr align="justify"&gt;&lt;td width="590"&gt;The sperm with the &lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; chromosome - or female chromosome - have a longer life span than the male sperm, but exhibit decreased motility. Therefore, intercourse that takes place earlier may provide increased probability of a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You want - a girl&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; You know you ovulate 14 days into your cycle. You must deliver sperm no earlier than 4 days before ovulation. This way, the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; carrying sperm will likely be expired and the &lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; carrying sperm still viable. When the egg is released at about 5 days after intercourse, the &lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; carrying sperm will be in the fallopian tube waiting. &lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; chromosome sperm fertilizes the egg, a &lt;b&gt;girl&lt;/b&gt; will be conceived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The critical and perhaps not so obvious tip - don't repeat intercourse again for a week! Make sure fertilization is with 'mature sperm'. To sum up: If you want a girl - aim for earlier intercourse before ovulation - at least 4 days before you ovulate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://baby2see.com/first_signs.html"&gt;Baby2See&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-7839520388281267099?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/7839520388281267099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-am-i-fertile-youre-more-likely-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7839520388281267099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7839520388281267099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-am-i-fertile-youre-more-likely-to.html' title='Fertility'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-6763263824274744103</id><published>2008-01-22T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T21:32:09.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain Teasers</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b face="trebuchet ms"&gt;A beggar's brother died, but the man who died had no brother.  How could this be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;Answer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The beggar was a woman&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt; How can you physically stand behind your friend as he physically stands behind you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Answer:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;By standing back to back&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt; How many times can you subtract the number 5 from 25?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;Answer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Only one time. After that, you would be subtracting from 20.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;b&gt; When can you add two to eleven and get one as the correct answer?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Answer:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When you add two hours to eleven o'clock, you get one o'clock.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Hi-lite d answer (jgn buyuk!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-6763263824274744103?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/6763263824274744103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/brain-teasers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6763263824274744103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6763263824274744103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/brain-teasers.html' title='Brain Teasers'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-3782710472558353815</id><published>2008-01-22T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T20:06:42.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I hate?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tongue Blister! Cos that's what I'm suffering right now. Ouch... I didn't accidentally bit my tongue this time, it wasa the shrimp. Aaaaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So ok, no complaints. I haven't been able to blog this few days due to my busy schedule.  I've prepared everything for this week. I'm missing my other half and I'm trying to rid my mind of it by doing work. It worked... yesterday.. but not today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Home thefts that have been happening around the area this few days and it scares the hell out of us. About 10 years ago, a group of burglars broke into our house. We just moved into the house few months before and we (nor did anyone else) expected it to happen. They broke in not just once, but thrice! And they had knives (well we were told they used samurai, but... I think it was machettes( did I spell that right?)). The first time it happened, we were awaken sometime before dawn by the police on our door step. It happened again few days later, and we only found out about it when we came down stair in the morning discovering our front door widely opened. The police stayed in our house that night while we were told to live next door at our cousin's house. ( Their house had an open view) Guess what? The burglars came again! The police chased them away. I was told they managed to catch one of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nowadays, every night, my dad would check every doors and windows around the house. But I still cant help feeling scared. Steal a few things maybe.. but hurting any one of us...??? May God help us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-3782710472558353815?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/3782710472558353815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-i-hate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/3782710472558353815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/3782710472558353815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-i-hate.html' title='What I hate?'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-120411476980329521</id><published>2008-01-22T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T23:56:59.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another award for good ol' me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ahn-bidikcom.blogspot.com/2008/01/penghargaan-sobat-setia-bidikcom_12.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://ahn-bidikcom.blogspot.com" src="http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc6/pranatal/piala.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://zhoewynz.blogspot.com/"&gt;zhoe &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;who kindly shares her friendship with me, syii, the beautiful stranger from far and beyond hehe, by sharing this friendship award. My cat lee-loo sends her great sloppy kiss as a happy sign for this great new friendship bond. He also wanted me to say this, "Syii is the best..." :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-120411476980329521?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/120411476980329521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/thank-you-zhoe-who-kindly-shares-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/120411476980329521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/120411476980329521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/thank-you-zhoe-who-kindly-shares-her.html' title='Another award for good ol&apos; me'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-6560979862684906021</id><published>2008-01-17T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T17:54:27.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pen Pal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm suddenly remembering an old pen pal I used to write to 10 years ago. Sad to say, I can't remember her address or even her email. Her name is Carrie-Ann Munro, from Canada. I'm trying to  find a way to search her email or even her home address. I went through a lot of sites, serving people seach but to no avail. At this moment, I'm hoping that she'll be reading this entry and will get back to me somehow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-6560979862684906021?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/6560979862684906021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/pen-pal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6560979862684906021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6560979862684906021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/pen-pal.html' title='Pen Pal'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-9097746691100821797</id><published>2008-01-17T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T15:21:12.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Days of Craziness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;!! Tomorrow's Friday. 1 day of rest is enough after all the things has happened this 2 days. No one expected yesterday's incident. People were pointing fingers blaming most of us. Some one did make a mistake, and we have yet to find out who. It's definitely not fair that people who didn't even know the stories started to make assumption and calling us unworthy. I guess they have been itching to complain about us... I wonder what happens if WE complain about them.. I can come up with at least 10 things to complain about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-9097746691100821797?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/9097746691100821797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/2-days-of-craziness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/9097746691100821797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/9097746691100821797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/2-days-of-craziness.html' title='2 Days of Craziness'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-8118286253230236963</id><published>2008-01-13T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T23:55:17.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eve b4 Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just got out of the shower. My face is itching like crazy and I can see red spots appearing here and there. I shouldn't have eaten the prawn dish..But it was so yummy. We went out for dinner last Thursday and I couldn't stop myself from ordering the 'Vietnamese style prawn', one of my favourite dish along with Orange Chicken Chop, Sweet &amp;amp; Sour Fish and and mixed veggie. I've always loved colors amongst my food:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not supposed to eat any kind of shrimps and crabs. But if I can't stop myself (and it does happen occasionally) these foods tend to cause some (allergic) reaction on me. My face would itch, followed  by a runny nose, accompanied by watery eyes and then my temperature would rise up and I'd be drenched in fever. Along with this fever would be my long time best enemy, asthma. I would be suffering for 2 weeks or so...  Sigh... I never learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've applied some &lt;a href="http://www.netdoctor.co.uk/medicines/100002970.html"&gt;calamine lotion&lt;/a&gt; on my face which I've gotten from the hospital from my last trip. It helps reduce the itching and the swelling. I hope it won't be as terrible like the last time. My face swollen pretty badly. I still keep the picture as a reminder. But... :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-8118286253230236963?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/8118286253230236963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/eve-b4-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8118286253230236963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8118286253230236963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/eve-b4-monday.html' title='Eve b4 Monday'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-2010333896187296621</id><published>2008-01-12T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T00:32:28.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a quitter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; in my mind. I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; and I have trouble sleeping at night. When I close my eyes, my mind refuses to shut down.  Sometimes I end up not sleeping at all. I work hard in the day but it's not enough to tire me to sleep. I yawn through out the night, my eyes are sleepy but my mind screams with the thought that has happened. I've been through a lot. There are times when I just want to give up, but I'm  not a quitter! I've worked hard to get to where I am right now. But can I just admit I'm beginning to hate my job? Well.. I don't really hate it, I just hate the people I have to work with/for. Where I work at, they see beyond work effort. For example, I did twice or more work last year compared to most people and I still end up getting negative reviews in my record. My only fault is that I don't do butt-kissing. The lazy people with hand-phones in their hands, messaging continuously with their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt; got away with their indolence. Ask anything about work, and all they'll give you is "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ku&lt;/span&gt; tau" ( I dunno....) Don't you just want to shove their hand-phones in to their mouth? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-2010333896187296621?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/2010333896187296621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/not-quitter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/2010333896187296621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/2010333896187296621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/not-quitter.html' title='Not a quitter!'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-8682045825235054144</id><published>2008-01-12T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T14:35:44.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Calendar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4jJ8LJEoKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Usu2gQcRWpg/s1600-h/calendar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154591809145708706" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4jJ8LJEoKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Usu2gQcRWpg/s200/calendar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Any plans for dis yr? Going away from Brunei, sight seeing, shopping wif ur loved ones? Or simply just spending money :) Just click the calendar above to enlarge. Plan ahead. Atau saja kn tau bila cuti penggal skulah ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-8682045825235054144?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/8682045825235054144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/any-plans-for-dis-yr-going-away-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8682045825235054144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8682045825235054144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/any-plans-for-dis-yr-going-away-from.html' title='School Calendar'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4jJ8LJEoKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Usu2gQcRWpg/s72-c/calendar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-5849755200829497172</id><published>2008-01-12T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:47:06.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Advert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4jELLJEoGI/AAAAAAAAAKA/rZ9GFrH37eE/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4jELbJEoHI/AAAAAAAAAKI/JIXl8FlzgyA/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154585474068947058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4jELbJEoHI/AAAAAAAAAKI/JIXl8FlzgyA/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4jELrJEoII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/4wKbzYAZCrM/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154585478363914370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4jELrJEoII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/4wKbzYAZCrM/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4jELrJEoJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/BnMWChoDx8E/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154585478363914386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4jELrJEoJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/BnMWChoDx8E/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; *click to enlarge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-5849755200829497172?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/5849755200829497172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/cool-advert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5849755200829497172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5849755200829497172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/cool-advert.html' title='Cool Advert'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4jELbJEoHI/AAAAAAAAAKI/JIXl8FlzgyA/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-8874791393965346094</id><published>2008-01-06T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T13:52:11.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Treasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4BsB7JEoFI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/iPfNPpbfRTY/s1600-h/nationaltrasure2poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152236754023260242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4BsB7JEoFI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/iPfNPpbfRTY/s200/nationaltrasure2poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been wanting to discuss this topic.. Last month, I watched the movie, National Treasure Book of Secret. When I watched the ad clips, I just couldn't resist to watch it. It was a well researched movie. The movie is about Treasure hunter Benjamin Franklin Gates (Cage) looks to discover the truth behind the assassination of Abraham Lincoln, by uncovering the mystery within the 18 pages missing from assassin John Wilkes Booth's diary. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FYI, the diary does exist.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I enjoyed the movie... but... I can't quite stop thinking about one particular scene. ( If you haven't seen the movie, go watch it, it's worth it) The first part of the movie reveals the story of the John Wilkes Booth's diary. In one scene, 18 pages were torn from the book and then got thrown into the fire, but luckily, 1 page was saved before it got completely destroy in the fire. The paper had a burnt edge due to the fire...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In later scene, when they tried to prove the genuinenity of the paper, they attached the paper to the torn book. It matched Now, my question is, how can the burnt edge has the same lenght, size, shape with the remaining torn edge? &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/5933871044019757056-8874791393965346094?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/8874791393965346094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-been-wanting-to-discuss-this-topic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8874791393965346094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8874791393965346094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-been-wanting-to-discuss-this-topic.html' title='National Treasure'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4BsB7JEoFI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/iPfNPpbfRTY/s72-c/nationaltrasure2poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-5628211464866866373</id><published>2008-01-06T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T10:37:06.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why These Films Never Win An Oscar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4A-ULJEoBI/AAAAAAAAAJY/KVY1vLqLvBU/s1600-h/chin1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152186490020995090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4A-ULJEoBI/AAAAAAAAAJY/KVY1vLqLvBU/s320/chin1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4A-UbJEoCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/83sHwzfx9B0/s1600-h/cop1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152186494315962402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4A-UbJEoCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/83sHwzfx9B0/s320/cop1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4A-UbJEoDI/AAAAAAAAAJo/tunTA0kNFFc/s1600-h/pirate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152186494315962418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4A-UbJEoDI/AAAAAAAAAJo/tunTA0kNFFc/s320/pirate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4A-UrJEoEI/AAAAAAAAAJw/8PnKtp5ZMes/s1600-h/troy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152186498610929730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4A-UrJEoEI/AAAAAAAAAJw/8PnKtp5ZMes/s320/troy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Anybody who has seen these movies pls inform me if you noticed any of the above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-5628211464866866373?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/5628211464866866373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-these-films-never-win-oscar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5628211464866866373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5628211464866866373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-these-films-never-win-oscar.html' title='Why These Films Never Win An Oscar'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R4A-ULJEoBI/AAAAAAAAAJY/KVY1vLqLvBU/s72-c/chin1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-5763134718163389599</id><published>2008-01-06T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T09:43:07.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love Blog Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This blog has been awarded The Spreader of Love Award created by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://iamlove.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Love Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; for an outstanding demonstration of blogging love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Spreader of Love Award" href="http://iamlove.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Spreader of Love Award" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2349/2089294199_2783d8f015_m.jpg" width="200" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank u &lt;a href="http://madamoisellev2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Madamoiselle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://madamoisellev2.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;including me in ur love nominee. I feel loved by you hehehehe.. Today I would like 2 share this love with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://putihandlush.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Putih&amp;amp;Lush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; who loves cats as much as I do :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/5933871044019757056-5763134718163389599?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/5763134718163389599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/love-blog-award.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5763134718163389599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5763134718163389599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/love-blog-award.html' title='The Love Blog Award'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2349/2089294199_2783d8f015_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-4319839677685917239</id><published>2008-01-05T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T15:30:48.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisah Temuduga Satu Soalan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seorang CEO ingin mencari eksekutif baru dalam syarikatnya. Dari beribu permohonan, hanya empat yang betul-betul menarik perhatiannya. Bagaimanapun beliau tidak dapat memilih antara keempat-empat orang calon tersebut, lantas memanggil kesemuanya untuk ditemuduga (beliau tidak sekaya Donald Trump untuk menganjurkan temuduga seperti The Apprentice). Setelah keempat-empat calon berada di hadapan beliau, CEO tadi pun mula berkata, "Saya ada satu soalan yang mungkin memberi jawapan berbeza, calon yang memberikan jawapan terbaik akan diterima untuk bekerja di sini" &lt;br /&gt;Soalannya adalah: "Apakah perkara atau benda yang paling pantas sekali?", tanya CEO tersebut. &lt;br /&gt;Calon pertama berkata, &lt;br /&gt;"FIKIRAN, kerana kadang ianya datang sendiri tanpa kita sedari" &lt;br /&gt;"Bagus, satu jawapan yang baik", kata CEO tadi.&lt;br /&gt;"Kamu pula?", tanya nya kepada calon kedua.&lt;br /&gt;"KELIP MATA, kerana tanpa kita sedari, sebelum sempat kita buat apa pun, mata kita dah berkelip", jawab calon kedua.&lt;br /&gt;"Satu jawapan yang sangat baik, lagipun perumpamaan melayu pun ada sebut SEKELIP MATA melambangkan kepantasan", kata CEO itu. &lt;br /&gt;"Bagaimana kamu pula?", tanya CEO kepada calon ketiga. &lt;br /&gt;"Kalau kita tengok, lampu KLCC dihidupkan dengan pantas walaupun bangunan tu tinggi. Jadi saya rasa MENGHIDUPKAN LAMPU adalah paling pantas,jawab calon ketiga. &lt;br /&gt;"Jawapan yang terhebat setakat ni. Bagaimana pula dengan kamu?" &lt;br /&gt;CEO terus mengusulkan soalan kepada calon keempat dengan merasakan calon ketiga hampir pasti menjadi eksekutif baru di syarikatnya dengan jawapan yang sangat bagus sebentar tadi. &lt;br /&gt;"Setelah diteliti jawapan calon-calon sebelum saya ni tadi, saya rasa perkara yang paling pantas sekali adalah CIRIT-BIRIT", jawab calon keempat dengan yakin sekali. &lt;br /&gt;"Haaa...???? CIRIT-BIRIT ???? Kamu ni tak serius langsung, macamana kamu boleh mintak kerja dengan syarikat saya ni?", CEO terkejut dengan jawapan calon keempat tadi. &lt;br /&gt;"Begini tuan, malam kelmarin saya terjaga di tengah malam dengan rasa sakit perut yang amat sangat. Belum sempat saya FIKIR , KELIP MATA atau MENGHIDUPKAN LAMPU, benda tu dah terkeluar dah......... ....." &lt;br /&gt;Calon keempat diterima menjadi eksekutif baru syarikat berkenaan... ......... ..  &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/5933871044019757056-4319839677685917239?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/4319839677685917239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/kisah-temuduga-satu-soalan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/4319839677685917239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/4319839677685917239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/kisah-temuduga-satu-soalan.html' title='Kisah Temuduga Satu Soalan'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-5506209983929837470</id><published>2008-01-05T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T14:41:59.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you feel like complaining....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R38mh7JEn-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/1eAhJ1DZ2KU/s1600-h/pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151878862988419042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R38mh7JEn-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/1eAhJ1DZ2KU/s400/pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R38miLJEn_I/AAAAAAAAAJI/qDswTd-1Pbw/s1600-h/pic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151878867283386354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R38miLJEn_I/AAAAAAAAAJI/qDswTd-1Pbw/s400/pic2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R38mibJEoAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/YGEMn3RQ1yQ/s1600-h/pic3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151878871578353666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R38mibJEoAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/YGEMn3RQ1yQ/s400/pic3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-5506209983929837470?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/5506209983929837470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-you-feel-like-complaining.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5506209983929837470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5506209983929837470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-you-feel-like-complaining.html' title='When you feel like complaining....'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R38mh7JEn-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/1eAhJ1DZ2KU/s72-c/pic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-1471936406520339574</id><published>2008-01-05T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T14:19:11.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year New Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy New Yr!!!..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; don't think it's too late is it.. It's not even a week since we've stepped into 2008... Abis dah holiday... Started working by Jan 2nd.. Some may have guessed by now what I do for livin.. Emm... if you still can't guess cari dictionary n look under the word &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'clueless'&lt;/span&gt;..i think your pic ada tu... hehe.. kidding.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've learnt my lesson through the goods and bads from last year. I intend to redeem myself dis year..I spent around 500 just for work's stuff.. Ha... i hope it's worth it.. Wud u beliv it if i tell u I even bot air-cond.. Yeah! Well.. bukan yg window or split plg.. just yg mobile dpt d bawa ksana kmari incase I have 2 change 'place' g next yr.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My baju baru for work dis 7th bru siap... I kno I kno.. I shudve antar it earlier..And I've no excuse.. U kno la.. time cuti... mana mau pikir sal kaja..Dat was y I ended up doing last minute shopping b4 kaja.. las minute as in sok kan kaja and mlmnya bru sibuk mgakas.. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not going 2 list out my resolutions for this yr.. Whats d point neway.. By February.. I wont even remember if I have any hehe. Just hope all things go well dis yr.. Kalau bleh.. all things shall go my way dis yr... :) B happy and watever pray kana makbulkn.. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(hop sumpah2an d jraya time driving nda makbul jua)&lt;/span&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/5933871044019757056-1471936406520339574?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/1471936406520339574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-new-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/1471936406520339574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/1471936406520339574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-new-me.html' title='New Year New Me'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-1305615763083822112</id><published>2007-12-29T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T02:11:45.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keratoconus</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149087318929612754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R3U7orJEn9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/MvBp53mXWIw/s400/keratoconuseye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;What is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;keratoconus&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keratoconus&lt;/span&gt; is an irregular protrusion of the cornea, the clear surface over the colored part of the eye. It is similar, structurally, to the crystal of a watch. If this crystal or windowpane is not smooth, the light will not bend evenly and an irregular image will be formed. Like looking through a bumpy piece of glass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;What is the cause of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;keratoconus&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The cause of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Keratoconus&lt;/span&gt; is unknown. Certain allergic and arthritic disorders, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Down's&lt;/span&gt; syndrome, genetic factors, chronic eye rubbing and contact lens wear have occasionally been associated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;What are the symptoms of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;keratoconus&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The typical patient with undiagnosed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;keratoconus&lt;/span&gt; complains of deteriorating vision, usually in one eye first, both at distance and near. Near visual acuity may improve if the patient squints or holds printed material closer. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Keratoconus&lt;/span&gt; patients often report multiple images, or ghosting of images and often relate a history of frequent refractive correction changes without much improvement in visual acuity. Patients may also report irritating symptoms such as intolerance to glare, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;photophobia&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;em&gt;recurrent foreign body sensation&lt;/em&gt;(as if a foreign object were scratching the eye)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Treatment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The treatment approach to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;keratoconus&lt;/span&gt; follows an orderly progression from glasses to contact lenses to corneal transplant. Glasses are an effective means of correction mild &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;keratoconus&lt;/span&gt;. As the cornea steepens and becomes more irregular, glasses are no longer capable of providing adequate visual improvement. A gas permeable contact lens is the most highly effective way to manage &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;keratoconus&lt;/span&gt; and 90% of all cases can be managed this way indefinitely. If the cornea becomes too scarred or painful, a corneal transplant may be necessary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Why this topic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have it. Discovered it during my med check up for my study course. That was...6-7 years ago.I dread having to read or write forms. (Example, renewing driving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;licence&lt;/span&gt; form, you know that green paper with the small &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;itsy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;bitsy&lt;/span&gt; font) Driving is no longer an easy task, intense light makes it even more difficult for me too see. Driving at night sometimes scares me, lights coming from the other cars can be confusing, I can't decide the distance of the car. Sigh...I'm not complaining am I? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-1305615763083822112?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/1305615763083822112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/keratoconus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/1305615763083822112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/1305615763083822112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/keratoconus.html' title='Keratoconus'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R3U7orJEn9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/MvBp53mXWIw/s72-c/keratoconuseye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-6529012644378070462</id><published>2007-12-27T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T09:29:39.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Main Causes of Liver Damage</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sleeping too late and waking up too late are main cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not urinating in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Too much eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Skipping breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Consuming too much medication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Consuming too much preservatives, additives, food coloring and artificial sweetener.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Consuming unhealthy cooking oil. As much as possible reduce cooking oil use when frying, which includes even the best cooking oils like olive oil. Do not consume fried foods when you are tired, except if the body is very fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Consuming raw (overly done) foods also add to the burden of liver.Veggies should be eaten raw or cooked 3-5 parts. Fried veggies should be finished in one sitting, do not store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We should prevent this without necessarily spending more. We just have to adopt a good daily lifestyle and eating habits. Maintaining good eating habits and time condition are very important for our bodies to absorb and get rid of unnecessary chemicals according to "schedule."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Evening at 9 - 11 PM : is the time for eliminating unnecessary/toxic chemicals (detoxification) from the antibody system (lymph nodes). This time duration should be spent by relaxing or listening to music. If during this time a housewife is still in an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unrelaxed&lt;/span&gt; state such as washing the dishes or monitoring children doing their homework, this will have a negative impact on health.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Evening at 11pm - 1 am : is the detoxification process in the liver, and ideally should be done in a deep sleep state.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Early morning 1 - 3 am : detoxification process in the gall, also ideally done in a deep sleep state.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Early morning 3 - 5 am : detoxification in the lungs. Therefore there will sometimes be a severe cough for cough sufferers during this time. Since the detoxification process had reached the respiratory tract, there is no need to take cough medicine so as not to interfere with toxin removal process.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Morning 5 - 7am :detoxification in the colon, you should empty your bowel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Morning 7 - 9 am : absorption of nutrients in the small intestine, you should be having breakfast at this time. Breakfast should be earlier, before 6:30am , for those who are sick. Breakfast before 7:30 am is very beneficial to those wanting to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stay fit&lt;/span&gt;. Those who always skip breakfast, they should change their habits, and it is still better to eat breakfast late until 9 - 10 am rather than no meal at all.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleeping so late and waking up too late will disrupt the process of removing unnecessary chemicals. Aside from that, midnight to 4:00 am is the time when the bone marrow produces blood. Therefore, have a good sleep and don't sleep late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-6529012644378070462?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/6529012644378070462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/main-causes-of-liver-damage.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6529012644378070462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6529012644378070462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/main-causes-of-liver-damage.html' title='Main Causes of Liver Damage'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-5040113217844863438</id><published>2007-12-27T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T09:19:27.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Airlines Flight attendent's rest area</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R3L8a7JEn0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/JAhn_uQeQ_o/s1600-h/flight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148454863520440130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R3L8a7JEn0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/JAhn_uQeQ_o/s400/flight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This pics remind me of a scene from 'Seniman Bujang Lapok' when Aziz said sumting about "dorang duduk first class, saya duduk second class. second class sparuh bayaran..." hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-5040113217844863438?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/5040113217844863438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/major-airlines-flight-attendents-rest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5040113217844863438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5040113217844863438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/major-airlines-flight-attendents-rest.html' title='Major Airlines Flight attendent&apos;s rest area'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R3L8a7JEn0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/JAhn_uQeQ_o/s72-c/flight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-6347733751793106000</id><published>2007-12-26T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T11:39:58.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain Damaging Habits</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;People who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do not take breakfast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are going to have a lower blood sugar level. This leads to an insufficient supply of nutrients to the brain causing brain degeneration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Over-eating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It causes hardening of the brain arteries, leading to a decrease in mental power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smoking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It causes multiple brain shrinkage and may lead to Alzheimer disease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;High Sugar consumption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Too much sugar will interrupt the absorption of proteins and nutrients causing malnutrition and may interfere with brain development.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Air Pollution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The brain is the largest oxygen consumer in our body. Inhaling polluted air decreases the supply of oxygen to the brain, bringing about a decrease in brain efficiency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sleep Deprivation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Sleep allows our brain to rest. Long term deprivation from sleep will accelerate the death of brain cells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Head covered while sleeping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sleeping with the head covered, increases the concentration of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;carbon dioxide&lt;/span&gt; and decrease concentration of oxygen that may lead to brain damaging effects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Working your brain during illness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Working hard or studying with sickness may lead to a decrease ineffectiveness &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;of the&lt;/span&gt; brain as well as damage the brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lacking in stimulating thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Thinking is the best way to train our brain, lacking in brain stimulation thoughts may cause brain shrinkage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Talking Rarely Intellectual conversations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will promote the efficiency of the brain&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-6347733751793106000?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/6347733751793106000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/brain-damaging-habits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6347733751793106000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6347733751793106000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/brain-damaging-habits.html' title='Brain Damaging Habits'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-7814309147913020921</id><published>2007-12-26T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T09:15:15.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Complain About Your Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R3GqTrJEnzI/AAAAAAAAAHo/JQrFbJ7zyx0/s1600-h/stinkyjob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148083104036200242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R3GqTrJEnzI/AAAAAAAAAHo/JQrFbJ7zyx0/s400/stinkyjob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I am not complaining about my job... I am not complaining about my job... I am not complaining about my job... I am not complaining about my job... I am not complaining about my job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(chanting mantras 2 convince myself...I love my job...a.. okay:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-7814309147913020921?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/7814309147913020921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/dont-complain-about-your-job.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7814309147913020921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7814309147913020921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/dont-complain-about-your-job.html' title='Don&apos;t Complain About Your Job'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R3GqTrJEnzI/AAAAAAAAAHo/JQrFbJ7zyx0/s72-c/stinkyjob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-8226463017715606175</id><published>2007-12-26T08:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T08:44:46.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gambar Menjolok Mata</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R3GjwLJEnyI/AAAAAAAAAHg/xzrMXYwQdLU/s1600-h/eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148075897081077538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R3GjwLJEnyI/AAAAAAAAAHg/xzrMXYwQdLU/s400/eye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its no longer just a phrase...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Attn: Don't try this at home. Duh...&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/5933871044019757056-8226463017715606175?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/8226463017715606175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/gambar-menjolok-mata.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8226463017715606175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8226463017715606175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/gambar-menjolok-mata.html' title='Gambar Menjolok Mata'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R3GjwLJEnyI/AAAAAAAAAHg/xzrMXYwQdLU/s72-c/eye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-282457535969446988</id><published>2007-12-24T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T09:05:36.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hollywood in 2037</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R28Eu7JEntI/AAAAAAAAAG4/UUdlyDXbEiM/s1600-h/celeb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147338103304003282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R28Eu7JEntI/AAAAAAAAAG4/UUdlyDXbEiM/s400/celeb1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R28EvLJEnuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/wXxUy2q_aPk/s1600-h/celeb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147338107598970594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R28EvLJEnuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/wXxUy2q_aPk/s400/celeb2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R28EvbJEnvI/AAAAAAAAAHI/-sQbwq2PSOs/s1600-h/celeb3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147338111893937906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R28EvbJEnvI/AAAAAAAAAHI/-sQbwq2PSOs/s400/celeb3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R28Ev7JEnwI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/CXaXNMimLx4/s1600-h/celeb4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147338120483872514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R28Ev7JEnwI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/CXaXNMimLx4/s400/celeb4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wow... suddenly im tinking my parents are good looking people hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Attn: For Entertainment Purpose Only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-282457535969446988?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/282457535969446988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/hollywood-in-2037.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/282457535969446988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/282457535969446988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/hollywood-in-2037.html' title='Hollywood in 2037'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R28Eu7JEntI/AAAAAAAAAG4/UUdlyDXbEiM/s72-c/celeb1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-5303697617008070992</id><published>2007-12-23T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T00:41:57.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Men Love Football(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R20-JbJEnsI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6O9S90g5z-E/s1600-h/ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146838280779898562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R20-JbJEnsI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6O9S90g5z-E/s400/ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; No offense...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-5303697617008070992?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/5303697617008070992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-men-love-footballs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5303697617008070992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/5303697617008070992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-men-love-footballs.html' title='Why Men Love Football(s)'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R20-JbJEnsI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6O9S90g5z-E/s72-c/ball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-6935933802372042821</id><published>2007-12-22T07:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T07:58:49.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baru Balik</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R2xRbGh0sfI/AAAAAAAAAGo/HSAEp6FDdRU/s1600-h/room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146578000228430322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R2xRbGh0sfI/AAAAAAAAAGo/HSAEp6FDdRU/s200/room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just got back from... away :) Its good 2 b back in my room. Just don't like that room-batah-nda-beorang smell.. Rite now I'm burning the scented candle. Smells better. I pasted some glow-in-d-darks tingy on my walls.. Mcm..bidakan...And I seriously need 2 throw away stuff yg nda bpakai. Silly kan, when ur thinking of  throwing away things, tpikir jua kn buy brg baru 2 replace yg bebuang:) But seriously, I need 2 hav a workin table, another bin close 2 my bed... hmm..n  I'm tinking where I can find 1 of dos facial mirror dat comes with d light ting.. I tink I'l try IKEA. They always hav brg2 catu. watever dat is :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-6935933802372042821?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/6935933802372042821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/baru-balik.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6935933802372042821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/6935933802372042821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/baru-balik.html' title='Baru Balik'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R2xRbGh0sfI/AAAAAAAAAGo/HSAEp6FDdRU/s72-c/room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-9056773367208387918</id><published>2007-12-18T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T10:49:14.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mikey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R2cx32h0sdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/JQ8uvn7gUAc/s1600-h/mike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145135934894027218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R2cx32h0sdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/JQ8uvn7gUAc/s200/mike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is Mikey. 1 of my many house cats. I've 3 cats and 2 kitties that roams freely outside d house and 5 Persian cats living enviously in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tripled&lt;/span&gt; storey cage. Why caged? Well, we used to let the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Persian&lt;/span&gt; cats roam freely with the other cats, but they manage to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mysteriously&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;disappear. ( tah krg, org sbalah pcuri kucing ah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, Mikey is a lazy male cat that constantly brushes himself against our feet. How lazy is he? Well, imagine everytime we call his name, instead of coming to us, branti ya jln, blimpang ya trus, n guling2 tya mgambang. No I dont tink he's pretending dead:)&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/5933871044019757056-9056773367208387918?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/9056773367208387918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/mikey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/9056773367208387918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/9056773367208387918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/mikey.html' title='Mikey'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R2cx32h0sdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/JQ8uvn7gUAc/s72-c/mike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-3089435075207293019</id><published>2007-12-16T20:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T21:07:26.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rat Food..Err. Food Rat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R2Ui0Gh0sbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Q_0GrdnVuLM/s1600-h/ratsA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144556427841679794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R2Ui0Gh0sbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Q_0GrdnVuLM/s400/ratsA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R2Ui0Gh0scI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/_nEVvhnVv1s/s1600-h/ratsB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144556427841679810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R2Ui0Gh0scI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/_nEVvhnVv1s/s400/ratsB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In certain countries, rat is considered as a delicasy... yummy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-3089435075207293019?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/3089435075207293019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/rat-fooderr-food-rat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/3089435075207293019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/3089435075207293019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/rat-fooderr-food-rat.html' title='Rat Food..Err. Food Rat?'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R2Ui0Gh0sbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Q_0GrdnVuLM/s72-c/ratsA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-7293538179471082819</id><published>2007-12-16T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:07:33.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bra Codes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R2UU8mh0saI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ABmaK7-jtAA/s1600-h/bracode.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144541180707778978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R2UU8mh0saI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ABmaK7-jtAA/s400/bracode.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R2UTxGh0sZI/AAAAAAAAAF4/1x_9Vd_NVls/s1600-h/bracode.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-7293538179471082819?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/7293538179471082819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/bra-codes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7293538179471082819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7293538179471082819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/bra-codes.html' title='Bra Codes'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R2UU8mh0saI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ABmaK7-jtAA/s72-c/bracode.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-4224668728038189780</id><published>2007-12-15T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T13:03:12.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R U SMART?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Got A Useful Email 2 Share. I felt mega briliant after reading it.... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Below are four (4) questions and a bonus question. You have to answer them instantly. You can't take your time, answer all of them immediately. OK? Let's find out just how clever you really are.PS: Just Highlite the answer space next 2 it. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dont cheat! &lt;/span&gt;Ready? GO!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are participating in a race. You overtake the second person. What position are you in? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Answer: &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If you answered that you are first, then you are absolutely wrong! If you overtake the second person and you take his place, you are second! Try not to screw up in the next question. To answer the second question, don't take as much time as you took for the first question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you overtake the last person, then you are...?                                                Answer: &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If you answered that you are second to last, then you are wrong again. Tell me, how can you overtake the LAST Person? You're not very good at this! Are you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Very tricky math! Note: This must be done in your head only.Do NOT use paper and pencil or a calculator. Try it.Take 1000 and add 40 to it. Now add another 1000. Now add 30. Add another 1000. Now add 20. Now add another 1000. Now add 10. What is the total?                                                                                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Answer: &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Did you get 5000? The correct answer is actually 4100.Don't believe it? Check with your calculator! Today is definitely not your day. Maybe you will get the last question right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mary's father has five daughters: 1. Nana, 2. Nene, 3. Nini, 4. Nono.What is the name of the fifth daughter?                                                                                         Answer: &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nunu? NO! Of course not. Her name is Mary. Read the question again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The bonus round: There is a mute person who wants to buy a toothbrush. By imitating the action of brushing one's teeth he successfully expresses himself to the shopkeeper and the purchase is done. Now if there is a blind man who wishes to buy a pair of sunglasses, how should he express himself?                                                       Answer: &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He just has to open his mouth and ask, so simple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-4224668728038189780?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/4224668728038189780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/r-u-smart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/4224668728038189780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/4224668728038189780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/r-u-smart.html' title='R U SMART?'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-2116337962789137505</id><published>2007-12-15T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T12:40:33.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruising In My Car</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R2NZoGh0sXI/AAAAAAAAAFo/EyNui260_c8/s1600-h/mycar.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144053744869355890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R2NZoGh0sXI/AAAAAAAAAFo/EyNui260_c8/s320/mycar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Awu, batah nda update. Been bz showoffing. Nadalah. Adalah sikit :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, I'm putting more work n effort in photo editing. I found this website where I can upload my photo n get critism from other ppl aorund d world. Y do i need critism? 2 improv myself ofkos. But so far I only got pujian mind u :)&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/5933871044019757056-2116337962789137505?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/2116337962789137505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/cruising-in-my-car.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/2116337962789137505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/2116337962789137505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/cruising-in-my-car.html' title='Cruising In My Car'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R2NZoGh0sXI/AAAAAAAAAFo/EyNui260_c8/s72-c/mycar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-4879718599712401513</id><published>2007-12-03T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T22:13:35.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nike: Good Vs Evil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/JayEFuvlaBs' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/JayEFuvlaBs'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-4879718599712401513?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/4879718599712401513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/nike-good-vs-evil_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/4879718599712401513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/4879718599712401513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/nike-good-vs-evil_03.html' title='Nike: Good Vs Evil'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-2243796539957657879</id><published>2007-12-03T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T21:54:44.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cuti is here..akhirnya.. I'm so used to busy schedule, tiba2 trasa nada kn d buat. All I can do rite now is plan my weeks ahead. Bila bonus ah? hehe. Stuff I really wanna buy are as follow:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sunglass, either gucci or dior. I've been surveying(I broke my prada fw mths ago. Tpijak sal gugur k lantai)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Buy an organizer. I need 2 keep track and hav an order in my life starting nex yr. (dis yr biartya lu:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Barang kraja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;IF ol goes wel, buy a new sport rim 4 my new car (18" or 20" still dciding, I hate d feeling of tapuk2 time bjln if u kno wat I mean)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bali / buat kain kraja, slipar, kasut and hand bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well so far yg tpikir atu lah...&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/5933871044019757056-2243796539957657879?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/2243796539957657879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/cuti.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/2243796539957657879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/2243796539957657879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/cuti.html' title='Cuti'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-1168174885037428003</id><published>2007-12-03T19:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T19:55:48.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Banned Commercial - Annoying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/nojWJ6-XmeQ' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/nojWJ6-XmeQ'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Think Twice ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-1168174885037428003?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/1168174885037428003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/banned-commercial-annoying_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/1168174885037428003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/1168174885037428003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/banned-commercial-annoying_03.html' title='Banned Commercial - Annoying'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-7276910339277412817</id><published>2007-12-03T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T18:54:22.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goreng Goreng</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R1Pfmf_IsWI/AAAAAAAAAFA/l_GcWxcSoDE/s1600-R/platter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139697452274200930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R1Pfmf_IsWI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Xa7d-7NYPts/s320/platter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seafood platter anyone? When I asked my amah to fry me anything from the fridge, she took the word anything to a whole new level. I'm pretty sure I mentioned anything, and not 'everything'. Lemon juice added the slight tangy taste wic added d kick needed in any goreng food.&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/5933871044019757056-7276910339277412817?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/7276910339277412817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/goreng-goreng.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7276910339277412817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7276910339277412817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/goreng-goreng.html' title='Goreng Goreng'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R1Pfmf_IsWI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Xa7d-7NYPts/s72-c/platter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-9017037285314640842</id><published>2007-12-03T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T12:49:39.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossing D road</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R1OKTP_IsVI/AAAAAAAAAE0/qD3xlJFR6GU/s1600-R/farm10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139603663073358162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R1OKTP_IsVI/AAAAAAAAAE0/v3xw1g_TYmE/s320/farm10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prnah brake mgajut cos org mlintas? Ok, mayb they'll say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Cana ta jua, kn ke sbarang?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Nada pedestrian cross/ zebra cross"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Even worse.. "SAMPAT NI, SAMPAT NI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mlintas on d big road is 1 ting, but pls liat kiri kanan. You hav seen the iklan rite. D worst is wen ppl mlintas, ingau ya d car coming from the other side, meanwile keta tani approaching.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ada lagi ah, awal2 they'll run kan myampati 2 d other side..laju...skali.. kan smpai plahan tya, and our car is still approaching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm like, "Emm hello, I'm closer, liat sini. Silent kali keta ku ani..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-9017037285314640842?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/9017037285314640842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/crossing-d-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/9017037285314640842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/9017037285314640842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/crossing-d-road.html' title='Crossing D road'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R1OKTP_IsVI/AAAAAAAAAE0/v3xw1g_TYmE/s72-c/farm10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-3499376399771542884</id><published>2007-12-03T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T00:27:46.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R1PhWP_IsYI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/D6Dxa02f-hc/s1600-R/mycars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139699372124582274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" height="164" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R1PhWP_IsYI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cmmkwjyYbug/s400/mycars.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can depend more on my cars than I can on my friends, yes really. I bot my first car in 2003, an suv with 2.0 cdi engine. I use dis baby to park everywhere when ever I'm late hehe. Atas stable kah, atas batu kah watever. Jam? Lalu ja off road :) Fuel efficient too...&lt;br /&gt;I got the 2nd car las yr.. It's 2.0 twin cam engine is among d 1st of its kind. Dis baby however jrg kuar..guess why? So rite now, mos of d time ia brehat lam garage.... sigh..&lt;br /&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/5933871044019757056-3499376399771542884?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/3499376399771542884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/true-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/3499376399771542884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/3499376399771542884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/true-friends.html' title='True Friends'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R1PhWP_IsYI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cmmkwjyYbug/s72-c/mycars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-270374054987847750</id><published>2007-12-03T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T08:46:54.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm buying a new car... I hope everything goes well and my plan goes on smoothly. If everything works as planned, I'l be drving the car by the end of the week, Insyaallah. It's black, with a 2.3 v6 engine. It'l arrive sumwhr dis week, and now my hand phone myangkut d tangan incase they kol me earlier. I bot d number dah las week, wic means a week jua 2 wait 2 confirm i get d number. I'm happy. A week suddenly trasa lama if u kno wat I mean.&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/5933871044019757056-270374054987847750?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/270374054987847750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/decision.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/270374054987847750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/270374054987847750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/12/decision.html' title='Decision'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-7387177745254921910</id><published>2007-11-28T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T00:00:36.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R02P_mPL_nI/AAAAAAAAADQ/8ZXLfO-VUSk/s1600-h/kancil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137921072658382450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R02P_mPL_nI/AAAAAAAAADQ/8ZXLfO-VUSk/s200/kancil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R02PRWPL_mI/AAAAAAAAADI/AHNyD82s-60/s1600-h/vios+pol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137920278089432674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R02PRWPL_mI/AAAAAAAAADI/AHNyD82s-60/s200/vios+pol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ada-ada saja. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Where I live in, d drivers r rude. Lebih2 cars yg kluar dari dat one &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;particular&lt;/span&gt; spg. Myampati nombor satu. Di liat marah ya n worse baginya finger. Sadly, yes, I was among d victim, as well as my family n ppl yg tinggal close by pun ada kana. Sori if I'm being un ladylike or anything.. but really, I do &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOPE&lt;/span&gt; kjumpaan ur car &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;parking sumwhr :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&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/5933871044019757056-7387177745254921910?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/7387177745254921910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/11/wanted.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7387177745254921910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/7387177745254921910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/11/wanted.html' title='Wanted'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R02P_mPL_nI/AAAAAAAAADQ/8ZXLfO-VUSk/s72-c/kancil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-966910762707333182</id><published>2007-11-27T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T23:52:20.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys in Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R0w812PL_iI/AAAAAAAAACo/TtC1QHwZpcE/s1600-h/boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137548170712841762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R0w812PL_iI/AAAAAAAAACo/TtC1QHwZpcE/s320/boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boys in Scout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sampat lagi tu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-966910762707333182?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/966910762707333182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/11/boys-in-blue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/966910762707333182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/966910762707333182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/11/boys-in-blue.html' title='Boys in Blue'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R0w812PL_iI/AAAAAAAAACo/TtC1QHwZpcE/s72-c/boys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-8824151629997021109</id><published>2007-11-27T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T22:29:43.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning tru my boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R0wpNWPL_hI/AAAAAAAAACg/-L5xnf2IPOY/s1600-h/b4nafter-2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137526584207212050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R0wpNWPL_hI/AAAAAAAAACg/-L5xnf2IPOY/s320/b4nafter-2+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Morph of Katie Holmes and Ashlee Simpson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R0wjeWPL_dI/AAAAAAAAACA/qYnPVYoCqOY/s1600-h/edit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137520279195221458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R0wjeWPL_dI/AAAAAAAAACA/qYnPVYoCqOY/s320/edit1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Morph of Salma Hayek and Keira Nightley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blajar sumtin new 2nite.. Kes nada kan d buat. I made a few adjustment.. Added a soft glow wic made the lady in pic even beleivable.. Macam model from a magazin. See... dapat jua blajar evendo we'r bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-8824151629997021109?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/8824151629997021109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/11/learning-tru-my-boredom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8824151629997021109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/8824151629997021109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/11/learning-tru-my-boredom.html' title='Learning tru my boredom'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R0wpNWPL_hI/AAAAAAAAACg/-L5xnf2IPOY/s72-c/b4nafter-2+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-3061023748518037196</id><published>2007-11-27T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T15:27:08.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morph1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R0vGJGPL_cI/AAAAAAAAAB4/mTEJGKaW_6s/s1600-h/morph+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137417659541618114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R0vGJGPL_cI/AAAAAAAAAB4/mTEJGKaW_6s/s320/morph+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I found a website that enables u 2 morph any images. U may even upload ur own pics. Let say, maybe u kn c ur future son/daughter with ur daling.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Warning!!! Ur anak may not be as lawa as you. hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933871044019757056-3061023748518037196?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/3061023748518037196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/11/morph1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/3061023748518037196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/3061023748518037196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/11/morph1.html' title='Morph1'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R0vGJGPL_cI/AAAAAAAAAB4/mTEJGKaW_6s/s72-c/morph+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933871044019757056.post-1781031962023110551</id><published>2007-11-27T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T13:49:55.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mbari Malas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R0uugWPL_bI/AAAAAAAAABw/RcRz6hBmW_4/s1600-h/fist.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137391670694510002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R0uugWPL_bI/AAAAAAAAABw/RcRz6hBmW_4/s200/fist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hav u ever encountered driver yg well... stupidity is his/her best quality lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sum of u mayb prnah tkana ni:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On the roundabout. Ya makan jalan, ya on the outer lane n tiba2 trus kn masuk rah our lane, n then kn kana tani plg d honnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On the y-junction, taaaaarus jln masuk rah rite lane, then kn kana d honnya jua. ( this happened 2 me few weeks ago) He almost hit my car, n then sudah I passed him d hi lite nya. Tapi when I braked n waited 4 him 2 pas by my car, nda ya brani...Napa? Takut? U tink female drivers pnakut? Where hav u been? Stil stuck lam gambar itam putih wat? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/5933871044019757056-1781031962023110551?l=syii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/feeds/1781031962023110551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/11/mbari-malas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/1781031962023110551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933871044019757056/posts/default/1781031962023110551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syii.blogspot.com/2007/11/mbari-malas.html' title='Mbari Malas'/><author><name>Salfa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/S7IcnqIBOPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AEH0Jiq-2Jk/S220/DSCN1863.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VVyr_PGG6F8/R0uugWPL_bI/AAAAAAAAABw/RcRz6hBmW_4/s72-c/fist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
