<?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-1997944248837474493</id><updated>2012-01-02T00:19:45.117+08:00</updated><category term='cheerleading'/><category term='?'/><category term='ic'/><category term='anwar ibrahim'/><category term='badminton'/><category term='positive'/><category term='MU'/><category term='lee chong wei'/><category term='change'/><category term='everclear'/><category term='Parade Of School'/><category term='hope'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='pool'/><category term='regrets'/><category term='wallet'/><category term='starbucks'/><category term='petrol'/><category term='braces'/><category term='dissapointment'/><category term='football'/><category term='dota'/><category term='snooker'/><category term='jam'/><category term='God'/><category term='politics'/><category term='random'/><category term='cupcakes'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='bentong'/><category term='dream'/><category term='wonderful'/><category term='stickgal'/><category term='asthma'/><category term='emerge'/><category term='life'/><category term='boring'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='pos'/><category term='welcome'/><category term='food'/><category term='merdeka'/><category term='vu'/><category term='famous blog'/><category term='Christianity'/><category term='Morning'/><category term='weird'/><category term='lin dan'/><category term='Wonders'/><category term='allan'/><category term='beginning'/><title type='text'>Just Some Monkey Business</title><subtitle type='html'>My monkey stories</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-7535481930593711485</id><published>2010-01-29T17:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T18:00:07.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>We are The Kings and Queens!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/S2Kxka_YL2I/AAAAAAAAAT4/gmXfPjaMRsk/s1600-h/kings-and-queens-video-one-460-100-460-70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/S2Kxka_YL2I/AAAAAAAAAT4/gmXfPjaMRsk/s320/kings-and-queens-video-one-460-100-460-70.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432099339840794466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living life without a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living such life is risky, cause you never know where you stand and thus you'll get tired and not know where are your goals. Is like living life the easy way, what ever comes, comes whatever goes, goes. Easily blown by the wind that we nor anyone on earth could predict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live, but without a purpose, and I think thats sad. Is like God gave you a life, but you know not what to do with it. Without purpose you only do what you think is right, for the moment, and in the end, whats next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to root our goals and purpose on a strong foundation, something that is worth living for. Thats whats life is all about. Commitment and responsibility, inspiring others while you are inspired by others. Giving hope and strength while you draw hope and strength from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is beautiful, even when is not. Only if you know how to live it, otherwise, we are no different from the hollowness of this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be like those people who give hope and inspiration to other people, it doesn't matter on what matters, all that matters is my life, my words, my action give them another day to live, another day to go on, another day to grow and another day to fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life may seems very insignificant now, but thats my goal, before I die, this is what I wanna do, and I know I'll achieve it someday, as long as I stick close to God and do the will of the Father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-7535481930593711485?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/7535481930593711485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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every CG and church service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Remember to call them every once a month&lt;br /&gt;- Build stronger relationship with brother&lt;br /&gt;- Learn to buy gifts for parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Financial:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Save at least $200 every month&lt;br /&gt;- Eat more simple food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Need to achieve a more fitter body by the end of this year or possible, before POS&lt;br /&gt;- Eat more healthy food like fruits&lt;br /&gt;- Eat fast food as little as 2 or 3 times a month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Build a stronger bond with housemate&lt;br /&gt;- Need to engage CG friends more for spiritual guidance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work/Homework:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Need to be confidence in doing homework&lt;br /&gt;- Focus and stop being emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow....seems like I have lots of things to do this year, alright...For those of you who read this, I would appreciate it if you keep me in track because I know I might go astray some how....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long journey ahead...looking forward to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-6490524002828629666?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/6490524002828629666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=6490524002828629666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/6490524002828629666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/6490524002828629666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-6806043645376560006</id><published>2010-01-06T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T23:23:29.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dissapointment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>2010, Holding on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/S0Sq1jYZ6pI/AAAAAAAAATo/A6e4fFHbppE/s1600-h/hanging_thread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/S0Sq1jYZ6pI/AAAAAAAAATo/A6e4fFHbppE/s320/hanging_thread.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423647688268311186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a year to kick off, wishing everyone happy new year, but never know what my future lies ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am I trying to hard? Am I fighting with my own strength? This world that I live in seems to gets colder every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I looking for?&lt;br /&gt;What am I waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what are you doing to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels as if the world has turn against me,&lt;br /&gt;My time is lost, some one stole it from me&lt;br /&gt;Messy feelings, cold heart,&lt;br /&gt;I do not bleed, because my blood is frozen,&lt;br /&gt;Distortion of guitar banging in my ears,&lt;br /&gt;Silence....&lt;br /&gt;Still not knowing the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how I know who to turn to,&lt;br /&gt;but still I decide to go my way.&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, I'm a fool.&lt;br /&gt;The sun...the sun&lt;br /&gt;I could see the sun in a far distance..&lt;br /&gt;Seems out of reach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't we all bleed the same way?&lt;br /&gt;Don't we all have the same thing to go through?&lt;br /&gt;Knowing this I realize I'm not alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world, this world is cold, but you, you don't have to go...&lt;br /&gt;And you're not sure what you're waiting for and you don't want to know more,&lt;br /&gt;And you're not sure what you're looking for and you don't want to know more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hold on,&lt;br /&gt;If you feel like letting go,&lt;br /&gt;Hold on, it gets better than you know,&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop looking you're one step closer,&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop searching its not over,&lt;br /&gt;Hold on!!&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/1997944248837474493-6806043645376560006?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/6806043645376560006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=6806043645376560006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/6806043645376560006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/6806043645376560006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-holding-on.html' title='2010, Holding on...'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/S0Sq1jYZ6pI/AAAAAAAAATo/A6e4fFHbppE/s72-c/hanging_thread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-3420956391603172098</id><published>2009-12-16T00:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:16:15.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dissapointment'/><title type='text'>Byebye Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SyhQ9yOEXgI/AAAAAAAAATQ/6NY1rzuUbVg/s1600-h/1220739399_cats_044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SyhQ9yOEXgI/AAAAAAAAATQ/6NY1rzuUbVg/s320/1220739399_cats_044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415667574296043010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you drive, where does your eye set? On the road? Up the sky? Or you just don't care? As a responsible driver, one should look at his/her surrounding before and while driving to make sure that no one or nothing gets hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how many road accident happen each year in Malaysia? Estimate of 6,300 fatal accident!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you bloody do not cherish your God given life, please go somewhere else and waste it don't do it on the road!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kitten died of a result of a stupid car/motor driver who is too bloody blind to see whats under its car...I bloody saw a black cat ran pass me at the middle of a freaking night!! A BLOODY BLACK CAT!!! And yet I avoided it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOL!! I even try to avoid rats and other rodent on the road as they ran across!! Even thou they are dirty and disgusting!! Try imagining a kid who bloody ran across the road, and if your bloody too blind to see whats in front of you(besides the road; IF you are even bloody looking at it) you'll bloody take an innocent child's life away where that kid could possibly experience the chance of growing up into an adult on this earth!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, people, drive safely, and stop speeding like you bloody damn need to rush to the emergency ward because your guts is about to spill out?!! C'mon!!! Don't be such an asshol!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't care about your life, I don't either, but at least don't take another innocent life with you, ok? At least, before you kill yourself, think about the life of the other person or animal...what are you gonna tell their love one??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh....Am missing my cat already.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-3420956391603172098?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/3420956391603172098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=3420956391603172098&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/3420956391603172098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/3420956391603172098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2009/12/byebye-cat.html' title='Byebye Cat'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SyhQ9yOEXgI/AAAAAAAAATQ/6NY1rzuUbVg/s72-c/1220739399_cats_044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-6018440444733326487</id><published>2009-12-09T09:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T09:57:22.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>In the morning.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Sx8D4N7K88I/AAAAAAAAATA/Lf4XqKz-CgY/s1600-h/2052572290_9d13f9692f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Sx8D4N7K88I/AAAAAAAAATA/Lf4XqKz-CgY/s320/2052572290_9d13f9692f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413049541468025794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOOD MORNING &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;LA&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;IA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&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/1997944248837474493-6018440444733326487?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/6018440444733326487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=6018440444733326487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/6018440444733326487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/6018440444733326487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-morning.html' title='In the morning.....'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Sx8D4N7K88I/AAAAAAAAATA/Lf4XqKz-CgY/s72-c/2052572290_9d13f9692f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-3887274930099870704</id><published>2009-12-08T01:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T13:03:43.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emerge'/><title type='text'>Finally!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>OK, Finally!! ITs UP!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x4ML6fTkzFY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x4ML6fTkzFY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Various Uni Parade Of School Team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next video showing the champ of this year's POS team in Emerge KL 09, I think they deserve to win, so do check out their video too, cause its great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qZ0CR7Tfih0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qZ0CR7Tfih0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MINT Parade OF School Team Champ of 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Enjoy People!!! Till then....&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/1997944248837474493-3887274930099870704?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/3887274930099870704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=3887274930099870704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/3887274930099870704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/3887274930099870704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2009/12/arggh.html' title='Finally!!!!!!'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-7281124561659248372</id><published>2009-11-23T17:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T18:30:10.646+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parade Of School'/><title type='text'>We Are The VU and We Can't Be Beat!!</title><content type='html'>Ah, finally EMERGE is over and it was really refreshing to hear Pastor Kong Hee's message.&lt;br /&gt;As most of you guys know, I joined POS (Parade Of School) this Emerge, its my first time going to Emerge and joining cheerleading, and I really had fun doing it. I learn alot, thanks guys for being so so patient with me and the rest of the boys! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so here are some of the pics that we took!! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are some shots of us on stage....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpg0gITkQI/AAAAAAAAASw/LsNEd5W8y4I/s1600/13643_183340153204_779103204_2877177_4093467_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpg0gITkQI/AAAAAAAAASw/LsNEd5W8y4I/s320/13643_183340153204_779103204_2877177_4093467_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407240757705937154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpg0XnQ7dI/AAAAAAAAASo/O1EqCQMVtF0/s1600/13643_183340123204_779103204_2877172_6919191_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpg0XnQ7dI/AAAAAAAAASo/O1EqCQMVtF0/s320/13643_183340123204_779103204_2877172_6919191_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407240755419868626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpg0GExToI/AAAAAAAAASg/Zt0Hg0wZIBE/s1600/13643_183340088204_779103204_2877168_6808548_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpg0GExToI/AAAAAAAAASg/Zt0Hg0wZIBE/s320/13643_183340088204_779103204_2877168_6808548_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407240750711787138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpgz9hb7AI/AAAAAAAAASY/dHWYUuM6GQ4/s1600/13643_183340073204_779103204_2877165_1200707_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpgz9hb7AI/AAAAAAAAASY/dHWYUuM6GQ4/s320/13643_183340073204_779103204_2877165_1200707_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407240748416101378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And this is the aftermath!! SS shots!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpf-VR9_iI/AAAAAAAAASI/AJ7FEww8FNs/s1600/15869_181444338060_536398060_2998664_587677_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpf-VR9_iI/AAAAAAAAASI/AJ7FEww8FNs/s320/15869_181444338060_536398060_2998664_587677_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407239827080740386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mike, I wish you were there with us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpf92fsZGI/AAAAAAAAASA/0am3qykTvGE/s1600/15367_179015673181_641153181_2933528_150335_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpf92fsZGI/AAAAAAAAASA/0am3qykTvGE/s320/15367_179015673181_641153181_2933528_150335_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407239818816808034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fiona and me, who at first I thought was my secondary school mate, which is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpf9iZxmtI/AAAAAAAAAR4/R-xCszOvkoA/s1600/15367_177490478181_641153181_2921001_3180456_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpf9iZxmtI/AAAAAAAAAR4/R-xCszOvkoA/s320/15367_177490478181_641153181_2921001_3180456_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407239813423274706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wan Chean Astro Talent Super Star making hair for me...people want also cannot get ah!! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpebwa13OI/AAAAAAAAARo/EPUyvW45U3U/s1600/16553_206554085126_613295126_4028385_7342994_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpebwa13OI/AAAAAAAAARo/EPUyvW45U3U/s320/16553_206554085126_613295126_4028385_7342994_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407238133558664418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wern Sern, the only guy in our team with super huge muscles!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpeb_tDXTI/AAAAAAAAARg/O_RShtK3JR0/s1600/16553_206553655126_613295126_4028328_1758371_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpeb_tDXTI/AAAAAAAAARg/O_RShtK3JR0/s320/16553_206553655126_613295126_4028328_1758371_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407238137661578546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Dennis and Sophia carrying Shirley...I'm I stronger or what?! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SwpebpN4iqI/AAAAAAAAARY/tERMfe92Gnw/s1600/16553_206553570126_613295126_4028316_415869_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SwpebpN4iqI/AAAAAAAAARY/tERMfe92Gnw/s320/16553_206553570126_613295126_4028316_415869_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407238131625265826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leng Luis, En Ai and Sara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SwpebTT2HdI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Rt9iCVTNdPM/s1600/16553_206553500126_613295126_4028305_5288014_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SwpebTT2HdI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Rt9iCVTNdPM/s320/16553_206553500126_613295126_4028305_5288014_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407238125744692690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jaguars!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SwpecAy03-I/AAAAAAAAARw/svmh4sfciRI/s1600/16553_206553540126_613295126_4028312_4381860_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SwpecAy03-I/AAAAAAAAARw/svmh4sfciRI/s320/16553_206553540126_613295126_4028312_4381860_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407238137954230242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The VU (Various Uni) POS Team!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpf-q1KDVI/AAAAAAAAASQ/_1fptTkW7C0/s1600/16553_206568180126_613295126_4028893_6912482_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpf-q1KDVI/AAAAAAAAASQ/_1fptTkW7C0/s320/16553_206568180126_613295126_4028893_6912482_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407239832865475922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All this is made possible thanks to my wonderful, awesome great leader!! Sharon Boon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you guys for making POS such a memorable event in my life, I learn alot from it, how to be a team player and be committed to a team with a united vision. I shall return again next year to compete!! VU RAWKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SwpcG9ADr-I/AAAAAAAAARA/w_rEhArA5LE/s1600/13643_183340153204_779103204_2877177_4093467_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SwpcGuuBwaI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/aP0sXDb_wqI/s1600/13643_183340123204_779103204_2877172_6919191_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'll upload the video once I get it from Anna....stay tune people!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-7281124561659248372?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/7281124561659248372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=7281124561659248372&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/7281124561659248372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/7281124561659248372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-are-vu-and-we-cant-be-beat.html' title='We Are The VU and We Can&apos;t Be Beat!!'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Swpg0gITkQI/AAAAAAAAASw/LsNEd5W8y4I/s72-c/13643_183340153204_779103204_2877177_4093467_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-3908569924848353118</id><published>2009-11-18T14:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T15:13:15.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive'/><title type='text'>When The Tough Gets Going....We Keep Fighting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SwOeYv0p98I/AAAAAAAAAQg/NAL9l7050zU/s1600/34qojtk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SwOeYv0p98I/AAAAAAAAAQg/NAL9l7050zU/s320/34qojtk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405338125766096834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been such a busy month for me, lots of things to be done,&lt;br /&gt;No time to fool around, sacrifices must be made...&lt;br /&gt;Haih...&lt;br /&gt;I know along the road, I'll make mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;Do things that I wish I have not done,&lt;br /&gt;And Did not do the things I wish I should have done it,&lt;br /&gt;Say words that I shouldn't say,&lt;br /&gt;And Say not the words I should have said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be times I'll feel like a broken angel on the ground,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'll feel like a symphony without a sound,&lt;br /&gt;But its ok, We ain't perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will always be tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get what's mine,&lt;br /&gt;Keep running, keep Going,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going for the knockout!!&lt;br /&gt;I can do it for sure!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know I can make it right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-3908569924848353118?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/3908569924848353118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=3908569924848353118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/3908569924848353118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/3908569924848353118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-tough-gets-goingwe-keep-fighting.html' title='When The Tough Gets Going....We Keep Fighting!'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SwOeYv0p98I/AAAAAAAAAQg/NAL9l7050zU/s72-c/34qojtk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-8681962129142396058</id><published>2009-11-08T15:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T15:28:44.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheerleading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Super Busy Is Listening To Super Junior</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SvZyqOxxnlI/AAAAAAAAAQY/T5_BiUuBBR4/s1600-h/as_topgun.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SvZyqOxxnlI/AAAAAAAAAQY/T5_BiUuBBR4/s320/as_topgun.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401630872924429906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more weeks before cheerleading competitions start, and we are practicing almost everyday now. I felt very nervous and excited as well, and thankfully, everything seems to be going well in POS. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More practice means more time in church, less time to do homework, more practices more homework piling up!! o.O&lt;br /&gt;But I believe I can do it, thanks to POS training I begin to visualize my time better, whats left now to do is to do what I've visualize!! Seeing things ahead of you won't make your progress done magically, you still gotta put effort in doing it. Fuuuu~~......Tiring man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to work, breaks over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-8681962129142396058?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/8681962129142396058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=8681962129142396058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/8681962129142396058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/8681962129142396058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2009/11/super-busy-is-listening-to-super-junior.html' title='Super Busy Is Listening To Super Junior'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SvZyqOxxnlI/AAAAAAAAAQY/T5_BiUuBBR4/s72-c/as_topgun.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-2196266061084056054</id><published>2009-11-02T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T00:08:10.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>When I Subdue My Anger</title><content type='html'>Too damage, too much, too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I used to believe. Was my philosophy in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is not my day, not at all...Today was suppose to be the final practice for P.O.S. (Cheerleading) for Wed will be the first preliminary round, where my pastor will give comment on how we can improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left early, at 5.45pm in the evening, hoping to catch the 6pm 1U Bus that head straight to Kelana Jaya. While on the way there, I saw the bus far ahead of me, I waved but the driver either did not notice me or he didn't want to stop for me. I thought to myself, it was alright, there is another Rapid KL bus that head to KJ Station from 1U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I waited...and waited, and waited....for BLOODY 1hr30mins I waited for that bus, and to top it all up, it was raining...Finally the bus arrive, the bus was pack with humans, and I have no choice but to stand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would reach Kelana Jaya early like always, but today, the road from BU to KJ is jam, super bloody jam. I was force to stand for another 30-45mins or so...I so late for practice...I was kinda worried for my team already....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally I thought by bad day was over, but no....I waited for another bus to Pyramid and that took me another 45mins or so...finally at 9pm the bus decided to move. I was on the phone with my mum, currently my family is going through some crisis, like serious crisis(Don't ask, I won't tell, if you wanna help, I suggest you start praying)...so usually even on a normal day, my mum would usually take more than half an hour to finish her conversation, since today is special, she talked for more than 45mins. Like I said, I waited 45mins for the bus, and finally the bus DECIDED to move, and not forgetting my mum is still on the phone with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the last person to go up the bus, I flash my touch'n'go card to the driver, he replied "tak boleh" so I step back open my wallet just to find I don't have any 1Ringgit bill...he closed the door and left...I was so frustrated, I sms one of my member telling her that I can't make it, even with the next bus on the way, I'll reach my church probably about 10pm, and the practice is about to finish I thought. Therefore I decide to head home instead for I have a pile of homework not done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called Anna and complaint about how suckish our public transport is. I reach home, to my surprise another friend of mine called me, asking am I coming to church, I told her nicely that I couldn't come because da da da....in the end all I got was some scolding....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to let the whole team down just because of my own inability, but honestly, I dunno what else I could have done, I could have called I thought but normally my call and sms was not answered...well, maybe I'm not so close with these new friends of mine, maybe its not their habit to pick up calls and replied smses...I dunno....It doesn't matter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that at the end of the day, I was so pissed, and the worst part is I dunno who I should blame, no one is totally right, and no one is totally wrong, but even knowing that I can't help to be BLOODY ANGRY....I'm sorry, but I cannot help it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so pressured by so many things to do, but yet I cannot neglect any cause these are my commitment....this made me think of "IF"....&lt;br /&gt;Like I said before, I hate the word IF so much that to me it felt like a swear word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to listen to my rock songs, Alexisonfire is my fav to listen to at times like this...rough hands is the title...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my thought for a moment began to have negative thinking, and thus lead me to imagine the life I used to had when I was much younger, being more mature than many of my friends, but yet so repulsive, so rebellious....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to swear and curse and say things that I know I shouldn't have said. I hate myself for doing that but yet I felt at peace when I did it. Words like Fuck! Chibai! Lanjiao! but never Bitch....and I almost join the brotherhood of gangsters just to fit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I began to reflect I realize how much I've grown, change, into this person I am today...I've come a long way, and to only know that others are growing and learning as well, thats why I did not defend my self when my friend scolded me, even thou I was angry, damn angry, bloody angry...I know she has her reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning and always will be, I've realize that I've grown to a higher stage in life, a new challenge. Please be patient with me, for I'm not the kind of person who pick up things fast, I learn through mistakes and short comings in life. Don't be quick to judge, for I only know this much, but teach me instead and I shall learn from whoever is willing with a grateful heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is life, what is life without short comings eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What matters to me most, is that, at the end of the day, no matter what shit was thrown at me, before I go to sleep, I just wanna smile, so that tomorrow will be a brighter day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-2196266061084056054?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/2196266061084056054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=2196266061084056054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/2196266061084056054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/2196266061084056054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-i-subdue-my-anger.html' title='When I Subdue My Anger'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-1889225323157899079</id><published>2009-10-07T22:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T23:07:34.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>The Pain!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Ssys8HB7YqI/AAAAAAAAAQI/5BJPWtdlroU/s1600-h/RiiseInjured.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Ssys8HB7YqI/AAAAAAAAAQI/5BJPWtdlroU/s320/RiiseInjured.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389873002734903970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something REAL silly happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;My friends invite me to play football today. I grab my glove, and head on to KBU field.&lt;br /&gt;I was bloody excited and just did only some light warm up. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a dumb ass I am, and because of the sugar rush in my blood, way before we even had a real match I sprained my leg..... ==* AArrggHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, my leg is swollen. I can't walk, or even sit straight.... ==***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Ssys8nXeVwI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/KRn6cH0pIn8/s1600-h/ice-bucket-pain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Ssys8nXeVwI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/KRn6cH0pIn8/s320/ice-bucket-pain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389873011415209730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;This Sux!!&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/1997944248837474493-1889225323157899079?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/1889225323157899079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=1889225323157899079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/1889225323157899079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/1889225323157899079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2009/10/something-real-silly-happen-to-me.html' title='The Pain!!'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/Ssys8HB7YqI/AAAAAAAAAQI/5BJPWtdlroU/s72-c/RiiseInjured.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-8302297585990559266</id><published>2009-10-05T23:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T00:28:50.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>An Act of Dicatatorship.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SsoedsSOXcI/AAAAAAAAAQA/mZtvasrghD4/s1600-h/adolf-hitler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SsoedsSOXcI/AAAAAAAAAQA/mZtvasrghD4/s320/adolf-hitler.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389153399554858434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does leadership means to you? What do you understand about leadership?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to understand why some people just wanna be on top of the others and make themselves feel good by doing so. No, in fact I don't understand at all. Human are just too selfish, but yet again the truth is only a handful of people who are so selfish that they ignore the rest and thinking that the whole world is against them. Thanks to them, they cause the whole world to go into disillusion and believing that everyone is a fake, or at least, this is what I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the point of getting to heaven when you're the only one who is gonna be there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, a leader should act as an example, a challenger, an inspire. A leader should not make all the decision making but guide the unguided or the lost to the path that might be good or better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Leadership is ultimately about creating a way for people to contribute to making something extraordinary happen."  - Alan Keith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, is not easy being a leader, because leader comes with lots of responsibility and commitment. Some people wanna win so badly that they take matters into their own hands, turn it around and became an Autocrat or a Dictator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winning is not everything, by proclaiming that you only wanna do whats best for the "team" you indirectly saying I only care for myself, and only doing the team a favor for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a friendly warning to all my friends out there, if you are chosen to be a leader, be proud and inspire your team so that you will bring you and your friends to a level of new heights. Understand your members and always put them first, not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A leader is like a servant, he helps the master with the household and make everything fine, and when the master is happy, so will you be. A spirit of servant hood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not chosen to be a leader, don't be sad, be you can play your part to inspire others to inspire you, and don't try to be funny by taking over your leader's post. If you do so, I'm sorry to say that you just dug a hole for yourself and the end result is people gonna laugh at you no matter how good or bad you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-8302297585990559266?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/8302297585990559266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=8302297585990559266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/8302297585990559266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/8302297585990559266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2009/10/act-of-dicatatorship.html' title='An Act of Dicatatorship.'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SsoedsSOXcI/AAAAAAAAAQA/mZtvasrghD4/s72-c/adolf-hitler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-8995761963249774156</id><published>2009-09-27T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T00:05:10.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>With a brand new post!&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;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;"BLANK"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-8995761963249774156?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/8995761963249774156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=8995761963249774156&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/8995761963249774156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/8995761963249774156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-378497344843504909</id><published>2009-02-07T02:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T02:55:52.804+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dissapointment'/><title type='text'>Starring Into The Abyss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SYyGgtQWcFI/AAAAAAAAAPk/x8muQnyrbAQ/s1600-h/2311959697_ed6ca77477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SYyGgtQWcFI/AAAAAAAAAPk/x8muQnyrbAQ/s320/2311959697_ed6ca77477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299758757970341970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt lost before?&lt;br /&gt;Felt as if you dug a hole for yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day that I feel that I've created a trap,&lt;br /&gt;And step into it on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;And I thought I was strong,&lt;br /&gt;strong enough to run this race.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder, who's race am I running?&lt;br /&gt;The obvious answer to that should be mine.&lt;br /&gt;But I make it seems as if I'm doing it out of burden and relentless...&lt;br /&gt;Where have all the passion gone to?&lt;br /&gt;Is this the price to pay for abandoning You once?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of falling back and getting up, why can't I run like I use to?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I fight back when the enemy come?&lt;br /&gt;Why is my thoughts running wild?&lt;br /&gt;Is like a shadowy figure lurking in the dark trying to converse me into a beast.&lt;br /&gt;I hate fighting with my image in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me look like a clueless fool that can never overcome his weakness.&lt;br /&gt;Asking why countless time won't solve my misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need momentum, I need inspiration, a significant touch.&lt;br /&gt;A touch that would turn my dead body into a being that is glowing with life.&lt;br /&gt;When will that day come?&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of trying, and fail as I go.&lt;br /&gt;Sick of it, disgust of it, demented of it....&lt;br /&gt;I even feel like puking at times.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need You desperately, don't You ever leave me!&lt;br /&gt;I will die without You....&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me, cause all I ever need is You&lt;br /&gt;The provider of my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-378497344843504909?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/378497344843504909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=378497344843504909&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/378497344843504909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/378497344843504909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2009/02/starring-into-abyss.html' title='Starring Into The Abyss'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SYyGgtQWcFI/AAAAAAAAAPk/x8muQnyrbAQ/s72-c/2311959697_ed6ca77477.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-5175444316871620457</id><published>2009-01-28T11:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T11:45:10.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wonderful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wonders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>The Shadow Of The Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SX_UmNxW0uI/AAAAAAAAAPc/1gKy7p43VZw/s1600-h/sienaShadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SX_UmNxW0uI/AAAAAAAAAPc/1gKy7p43VZw/s320/sienaShadow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296185439807787746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a little time of happiness,&lt;br /&gt;Confusion starts creeping in,&lt;br /&gt;Arguments break out,&lt;br /&gt;Relationship distorted,&lt;br /&gt;Oh my....how can two person make such a chaos in a little home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the time for new beginning,&lt;br /&gt;It should start afresh?&lt;br /&gt;Does it mean that everything has to be flatten and rebuild again?&lt;br /&gt;Where have we gone wrong?&lt;br /&gt;How can a hardworking man receive so much stress and pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this Your way of dealing things?&lt;br /&gt;Is this how You break the stronghold of stubbornness?&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish I could see Your plan,&lt;br /&gt;To know the future of tomorrow and correct it before it goes out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;But yet, will it go as I wish it would?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even through this trial and testing,&lt;br /&gt;I know You have provided a way out for us.&lt;br /&gt;You have never left us nor give up on us.&lt;br /&gt;If only they could see that this is all part of Your plan,&lt;br /&gt;Then will they not argue day and night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't You deliver us from pain,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like as if anytime my world will fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;How true is my feeling inside of me?&lt;br /&gt;Oh no matter, my faith still lie with You,&lt;br /&gt;For You are my savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the conclusion of my poem,&lt;br /&gt;For I have surrender my burden into Your hand,&lt;br /&gt;No longer shall I worry for my tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;I know that when the sun shines again, I'll see You there.&lt;br /&gt;You are my God, and forever You will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-5175444316871620457?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/5175444316871620457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=5175444316871620457&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/5175444316871620457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/5175444316871620457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2009/01/shadow-of-day.html' title='The Shadow Of The Day'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SX_UmNxW0uI/AAAAAAAAAPc/1gKy7p43VZw/s72-c/sienaShadow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-1704489109875474243</id><published>2009-01-19T16:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T17:18:29.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive'/><title type='text'>How About A Change?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SXRE-pFGxKI/AAAAAAAAAN8/GYF8UZUVlmY/s1600-h/boy+holding+starfish+vert+cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SXRE-pFGxKI/AAAAAAAAAN8/GYF8UZUVlmY/s320/boy+holding+starfish+vert+cropped.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292931305037022370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been quite sometime that I blog about anything. Finally I was truly inspired to start blogging again...&lt;br /&gt;I guess its really time for me to move on into a new wave of blogging. I believe that blogging is a way to connect to people who you usually can't connect to. Making new friends along the way and be a great blessing to them.&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I'm gonna do, this year, I'm gonna blog less about me and more about things that might benefit you or the people around you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really inspired by this guy &lt;a href="http://cafedavid.multiply.com/"&gt;David Oh&lt;/a&gt;(click for link), go read his blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just only last week &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=633198048"&gt;Sharon Boon&lt;/a&gt;(click for link) share in Cell Group(CG) about the story of the boy and the star fish.&lt;br /&gt;Before scrolling down to read the story, first think about this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Can one man make a difference today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Original story by: Loren Eiseley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: left; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;One day a man was walking along the beach when he noticed&lt;br /&gt;a boy picking something up and gently throwing it into the ocean.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: left; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Approaching the boy, he asked, “What are you doing?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: left; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;The youth replied, “Throwing starfish back into the ocean.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The surf is up and the tide is going out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If I don’t throw them back, they’ll die.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: left; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Son,” the man said, “don’t you realize there are miles and miles of beach and hundreds of starfish?&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You can’t make a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;difference!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After listening politely, the boy bent down, picked up another starfish,&lt;br /&gt;and threw it back into the surf.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then, smiling at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;man, he said…”&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I made a difference for that one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At the end of the day, it still comes down to one person, You. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You hold the power to build or destroy the lives around you, you are the gap that stand in between them. Many people think that the little things they do counts for nothing, but on the contrary the little things that you do is the most important impact you could give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This year has just only begun, what is the goal in your life? What is your target? What is your next move? Let us not sit around and wait for the world to fall, do something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;As for me, I have already begun my new year resolution mission. The problem is not asking why, but more of asking HOW. If you keep asking why, you will never take the initiative to do anything. If you ask how, it shows that you are willing to learn and change for the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;So my friends, January is almost over, yet its not too late to change....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Start&lt;/span&gt; now and end the year with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-1704489109875474243?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/1704489109875474243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=1704489109875474243&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/1704489109875474243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/1704489109875474243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2009/01/how.html' title='How About A Change?'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SXRE-pFGxKI/AAAAAAAAAN8/GYF8UZUVlmY/s72-c/boy+holding+starfish+vert+cropped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-184254869642541567</id><published>2008-11-12T07:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T08:05:26.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dota'/><title type='text'>Would You Like Your Coffee With Dota?</title><content type='html'>Been busy recently with homework lately, and lots more to come. Yet I'm able to fine joy and time to type my blog =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, my church is having our annually building fund program. So, we're raising money so that we can build a bigger and better church to house more people! It's gonna be exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So due to that reason, and of cause for extra income purposes, I have decided to work in Starbucks!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yea, a coffee shop that I always wanted to work and experience ever since I finish form 5.&lt;br /&gt;Is this a dream come true? I hope so....&lt;br /&gt;Today is gonna be my second interview, and according to the assistant store manager, it seems like I'm most likely to be hired!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, is kinda exciting....but then again is not all fun and games when my time is really challenge by my homework.&lt;br /&gt;I'll like to push myself and see how far I can go with this challenge....and if I manage to pull it through, I'm sure its gonna be worth it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....Yesterday me and Hsien Wen was playing dota in our house and were screaming our heads of till Summer came down looking so curious with the game that were playing....Haha&lt;br /&gt;Is dota that interesting, that mesmerizing? I dunno....&lt;br /&gt;But as I search through the web, this is what I found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SRoZDTGQSSI/AAAAAAAAANk/bFrQ2YHuKiQ/s1600-h/2578036220_898a6e7018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SRoZDTGQSSI/AAAAAAAAANk/bFrQ2YHuKiQ/s320/2578036220_898a6e7018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267550258620025122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmm, playing dota looks stress ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SRoa9H7TC8I/AAAAAAAAANs/mD-h_0Y7Gtg/s1600-h/2577201251_5582ab4b59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SRoa9H7TC8I/AAAAAAAAANs/mD-h_0Y7Gtg/s320/2577201251_5582ab4b59.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267552351565319106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why so serious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SRoY7m2u_pI/AAAAAAAAANM/Tya9AQxsthY/s1600-h/2577200509_fefe18ed8a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SRoY7m2u_pI/AAAAAAAAANM/Tya9AQxsthY/s320/2577200509_fefe18ed8a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267550126484684434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now thats better....owned someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SRoa9h7u-pI/AAAAAAAAAN0/R1_u7LCMY9c/s1600-h/2577201861_4d0061020f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SRoa9h7u-pI/AAAAAAAAAN0/R1_u7LCMY9c/s320/2577201861_4d0061020f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267552358546471570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This guy seems to be utterly clueless of what dota is&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how a dota gamers face look like....&lt;br /&gt;I myself find it amusing and interesting....then again this game can be really cruel, I mean people will scold and curse you just because the team is loosing....&lt;br /&gt;Like there's one time when I was playing online with some strangers, they chase me away just because I'm not up to their standard....&lt;br /&gt;So sad T.T&lt;br /&gt;But as for me, I treat it as a game, I don't care what others think....nothing to be serious about, is just a game.&lt;br /&gt;Win or lose, it doesn't matter....&lt;br /&gt;Hmm......I wonder how my face will look like when I play dota?&lt;br /&gt;Would like to capture my face one day...haha&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it'll be funny....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-184254869642541567?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/184254869642541567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=184254869642541567&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/184254869642541567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/184254869642541567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/11/would-you-like-your-coffee-with-dota.html' title='Would You Like Your Coffee With Dota?'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SRoZDTGQSSI/AAAAAAAAANk/bFrQ2YHuKiQ/s72-c/2578036220_898a6e7018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-4844149518231164306</id><published>2008-11-05T03:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T03:44:32.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>When Money Have Legs and Wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SRCmDSnm2RI/AAAAAAAAAM8/mX8pdoY5Xok/s1600-h/money_by_INVADERZIM1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 138px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SRCmDSnm2RI/AAAAAAAAAM8/mX8pdoY5Xok/s320/money_by_INVADERZIM1000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264890539863890194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm broke, I can only afford Maggie Mee.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm broke, I only drink ice kosong.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm broke, I have to fork money out to pay rent.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm broke, I feel so desperate.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm broke, I'm reluctant to go out.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm broke, I feel like breaking things.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm broke, I feel broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I'm broke?&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, not because I over spent my money but money itself has emotion, feelings, sense...&lt;br /&gt;One day they decide to run away with my whole lot of other money.&lt;br /&gt;One by one they disappear into the night....&lt;br /&gt;This is why I'm broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your money has feelings too, don't hurt your money's feeling or it will run away just like mine did.&lt;br /&gt;So sad....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-4844149518231164306?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/4844149518231164306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=4844149518231164306&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/4844149518231164306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/4844149518231164306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-money-have-legs-and-wings.html' title='When Money Have Legs and Wings'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SRCmDSnm2RI/AAAAAAAAAM8/mX8pdoY5Xok/s72-c/money_by_INVADERZIM1000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-3349880720669359503</id><published>2008-10-16T17:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T17:30:40.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Take Notice</title><content type='html'>Dear Reader,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assume you have notice that it's been super long since I write any post. Well, is not that I lazy or busy(ok sometimes), but i'm trying to enhance my blog and make it more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to apologize for any inconvenience to you cause of having to click my blog even when there's no updates. I would try my best to speed up the process. Till then there is no updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for being patience.&lt;br /&gt;Terima Kasih kerana sabar menunggu.&lt;br /&gt;谢谢全部因为耐心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                          Yours Annoyingly:&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                          MaximumJon :þ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-3349880720669359503?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/3349880720669359503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=3349880720669359503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/3349880720669359503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/3349880720669359503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/10/take-notice.html' title='Take Notice'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-5133447657878764457</id><published>2008-10-07T06:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T07:11:17.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Tag, You're It!!!</title><content type='html'>Haih....i really dunno what to post these days, been feeling really bored.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad for my readers...will you guys ever forgive me??&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, once I get my hands on some pic will post it out soon ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the mean time, here's some tag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102);font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I THINK I'M...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1. A psycho?: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When I'm angry and mad? Hardly anyone saw me psycho b4, so don't push it!! You don like me when i'm PSYCHO!!! Muahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 102);"&gt;2. A nerd?: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nerd? Do I even look like one??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);"&gt;3. Ghetto?: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-.-"  No....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;4. Two-faced?: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I only got one face where got two?? Do you think I have two face?? Like the batman character....Hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;5. Obnoxious?: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Haha, dunno....maybe I am to some people?? But then again...You think I care?? =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;6. Immature?: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dunno wor, I think not lo....okay maybe sometimes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 51);"&gt;7. Mature?:&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Er, I'm very mature...like uncle....hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 255, 51);"&gt;8. Moody?: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can be moody at times, VERY moody...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;9. Alcoholic?:&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I may drink but never once an alcoholic....The most I can drink is only a bottle I guess....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 255);"&gt;10. Lovable?: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Darn Lovable, don't you think so?? Hahahaha....Not!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 153);font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 153);font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 153);font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 153);font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST SOME QUESTIONS...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the person who tags you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. What do u think I'll be when I grow up?: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Aren't you grown up enough? How big you wanna be?? Anyway, a very good business woman, who invent new lollipop sweets!! Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 51);"&gt;2. (a) Do u think I'll get married?: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Of cause la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 51);"&gt;(b) If u do..who do u think I'll marry?: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I hope not that person la (you know who i'm talking about)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. When is my birthday?: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Alamak...er June 4 1988!!! Correct?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Who is my best friend?: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ah, dunno....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;5. What song (if any) reminds u of me?: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eh don't perasan, I don't about you that often k...Mika - Lollipop song...hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Do I remind u of any characters on TV?: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. If u could rename me...what would my name be?: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Your name sounds just fine. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 102);"&gt;8. Have u ever had a dream about me?: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Er, no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 102);"&gt;what was it? &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I said no d lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. If u could give me anything...what would it be?: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lollipop??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. If u could promise me anything..what would it be?: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That I'll bring you out for dinner before you go to England, and thats a promise!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tag by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is my turn to tag you!!&lt;br /&gt;- Adeline the doink&lt;br /&gt;-Claire bear&lt;br /&gt;- Ashley the very long&lt;br /&gt;- Anna dear&lt;br /&gt;- Adrienne the aunty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-5133447657878764457?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/5133447657878764457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=5133447657878764457&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/5133447657878764457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/5133447657878764457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-wait-little-longer.html' title='Tag, You&apos;re It!!!'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-8915203800558142997</id><published>2008-09-28T06:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T06:54:38.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wonders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>God Of Wonders</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SN65Z8SDHZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/CpcoG9h26pU/s1600-h/The_Walk_back_Home_by_gilad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SN65Z8SDHZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/CpcoG9h26pU/s320/The_Walk_back_Home_by_gilad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250838070890274194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many nights I woke up feeling heavy inside,&lt;br /&gt;Not of guilt but of breath.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't gasp enough air, hesitantly I arose from my slumber.&lt;br /&gt;Many times I questioned, "God, why? Why does it return to haunt me?"&lt;br /&gt;At times like this I felt so helpless, scared and couldn't do anything but to pray.&lt;br /&gt;Then it is times like this I remember the story of the foot print in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;It is then I knew that my God was actually with me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;It was then I knew that I was being carried on His back.&lt;br /&gt;Never once He has abandoned me nor forsake me despite of my ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt at ease when I know that He is with me.&lt;br /&gt;And as I continue to believe in that,&lt;br /&gt;My breath began to return to me slowly.&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot I could have further question,&lt;br /&gt;But I choose to praise God even in my storms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions I can ask later,&lt;br /&gt;But what more important is the task You had had me to do.&lt;br /&gt;To continue living, to fulfill my destiny.&lt;br /&gt;I know it is not time for me to die.&lt;br /&gt;No, not now.&lt;br /&gt;I shall remember the story of that foot print,&lt;br /&gt;Not just now, but for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"......Why, when I needed you most, have you not been there for me?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Lord replied, “The times when you have seen only one set of footprints, my child, is when I carried you.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Mary Stevenson, 1936&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-8915203800558142997?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/8915203800558142997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=8915203800558142997&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/8915203800558142997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/8915203800558142997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/09/god-of-wonders.html' title='God Of Wonders'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SN65Z8SDHZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/CpcoG9h26pU/s72-c/The_Walk_back_Home_by_gilad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-2220068048033635164</id><published>2008-09-08T01:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T02:26:54.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>Just Being Super Random</title><content type='html'>You know, I have this really weird thing inside me.&lt;br /&gt;Is like I never buy anything for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Well, hardly.&lt;br /&gt;To me, buying clothes, shoes, accessories, etc are all waste of money.&lt;br /&gt;I rather buy something delicious to feed my stomach than to buy all those stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, whatever I eat, will go down the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Not like clothes, they won't rot away, right?&lt;br /&gt;So why do I choose food over clothes?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe is because my dad said, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Whatever you wanna eat, eat. When it comes to food no need to think so much".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm.........&lt;br /&gt;But then again, food taste so much better to clothes!!&lt;br /&gt;Nyahahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;The only things that I'm willing to buy for myself are things that is unnecessary, like mini handcuffs, the voodoo doll key chain thingy, cute lil toys, and there's even one time I attempt to buy a set of mini sushi!! But I ran out of cash....hehe&lt;br /&gt;Well, that;s how I work I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I only buy clothes when I really need em, or either its really really super nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to cut the long story short, I recently just bought something really useless again.&lt;br /&gt;Ok not so useless la, I can use it while I'm spraying my project next time.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot tahan the smell of sprays, makes me dizzy. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(That's just my excuse)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the pics I Syok-Sendiri....  =þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMQZ0WuepwI/AAAAAAAAAKc/gj4BdKmpQu0/s1600-h/MXJ2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMQZ0WuepwI/AAAAAAAAAKc/gj4BdKmpQu0/s320/MXJ2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243344253410518786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMQZ0Grxi9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/H_mVlBAXZoQ/s1600-h/MXJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMQZ0Grxi9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/H_mVlBAXZoQ/s320/MXJ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243344249104206802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMQZ0uDym5I/AAAAAAAAAKk/8Q6gtPp-n5M/s1600-h/MXJ3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMQZ0uDym5I/AAAAAAAAAKk/8Q6gtPp-n5M/s320/MXJ3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243344259673922450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMQZ0yG7zeI/AAAAAAAAAKs/_Rf6jbAb388/s1600-h/MXJ4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMQZ0yG7zeI/AAAAAAAAAKs/_Rf6jbAb388/s320/MXJ4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243344260760849890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, its a face mask, I bought it from Tribe in Dataran Pahlawan &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(FYI, it's a shopping mall).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have other cool stuff there too, but this one caught my attention the most.&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to get a mask.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I got one.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling darn satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;Price? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;4&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;9&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, I just cut my hair too!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha....man I'm super random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-2220068048033635164?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/2220068048033635164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=2220068048033635164&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/2220068048033635164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/2220068048033635164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-being-super-random.html' title='Just Being Super Random'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMQZ0WuepwI/AAAAAAAAAKc/gj4BdKmpQu0/s72-c/MXJ2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-1567510257081121163</id><published>2008-09-05T00:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T01:26:26.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Are We Done Yet??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/summrskyphotography/323276999/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMAZWo9e0VI/AAAAAAAAAKM/kRvKJsoDkos/s320/heart.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242217843002364242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If Only We're All Colourblind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey all, remember I promise to blog about my Bentong trip?&lt;br /&gt;Well guess what?&lt;br /&gt;Anna went back to kl and therefore I don't have any picture with me.....haha, sorry guys!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you can always check out Anna's blog if you wanna read about my trip in Bentong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for today, I just wanna express my anger, my soul, my pain....&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad because there are some "people" think that they are "The Prince of the Land" therefore that makes the rest of us is immigrant, "tumpang" their country.&lt;br /&gt;So sad right to hear something like this coming out from our own country men.&lt;br /&gt;They forgot it is us that make this land prosperous.&lt;br /&gt;It was us that help to build this country.&lt;br /&gt;Without us there will be no today for this country.&lt;br /&gt;We treat this country as our own land, our own sanctuary and our own home!&lt;br /&gt;We never plan to take over the power, the fame and the stardom of you people that hold on to the high post!&lt;br /&gt;All we want is unity, working together hand in hand as HUMAN BEING!!!&lt;br /&gt;But can that hope even be possible?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite that, I know all this is just a political gimmick.&lt;br /&gt;Small fry being a puppet to a Puppeteer who plans to take over the reigning power.&lt;br /&gt;I know that the Puppeteer is behind all this.&lt;br /&gt;Following the footsteps of his father, trying to cause havoc just like in the pass, that fateful 13th May.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, not this time, we have seen through all this.&lt;br /&gt;We know your plans and skims to kill us and destroy the peace in this country.&lt;br /&gt;We are not stupid you know....&lt;br /&gt;We have seen it before and now we are smarter than you are.&lt;br /&gt;We shall not fall for the same trick that your forefathers has once trick us before.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that their days are numbered.&lt;br /&gt;Evil can never last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with such pain I feel,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what people say,&lt;br /&gt;This land that I live in will always be my home.&lt;br /&gt;I love Malaysia and I'm not shy to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;Its the only reason why I read about politics, interested in it.&lt;br /&gt;Cause my future depends on it.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot afford to be ignorant on this.&lt;br /&gt;Even thou there is so much going on,&lt;br /&gt;My hope and faith for this country will never die.&lt;br /&gt;I believe one day, It can fly too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Even through the darkest night, this fire burns always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; - Killswitch Engage&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-1567510257081121163?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/1567510257081121163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=1567510257081121163&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/1567510257081121163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/1567510257081121163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/09/are-we-done-yet.html' title='Are We Done Yet??'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMAZWo9e0VI/AAAAAAAAAKM/kRvKJsoDkos/s72-c/heart.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-6837017461194275594</id><published>2008-08-28T23:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T01:20:43.495+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anwar ibrahim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bentong'/><title type='text'>Just Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Ah I'm finally back at Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;To be exact I just came back from Bentong, Pahang few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to "Uncle" Hsien Wen hospitality, me and Anna really had a wonderful time there!&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, I definitely will go back there again.&lt;br /&gt;The fresh air, the cold weather, the yucky hot spring, the beautiful waterfall and of cause, the view of Genting from the entrance of Hsien Wen's taman.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, and not forgetting the Shu Shu Fan(don't ask me what it means, I got no idea at all). Is a food that they serve there. Nothing special about the food, but its the thing that they sell at a specific time that's what makes the food special.&lt;br /&gt;Will tell you guys everything once I get the picture from Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for today, let me entertain you with my thoughts. Alright?&lt;br /&gt;Its ok, you can always ignore my blog and stop reading at anytime. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok first of all, I would like to congrats Anwar Ibrahim on winning the Permatang Pauh election, and for getting into the parliament today.&lt;br /&gt;After such a long and immense battle with &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;BN&lt;/span&gt;, finally he got his chance to sit and fight for the PM sit in the parliament and hopefully he won't forget to defend the right of the people in the country without any biasness, as he promise.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully through this change, Malaysia would be a better place to live without any racism, political bias and corruption.&lt;br /&gt;I never like &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;BN&lt;/span&gt; anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SLbZcXKA5LI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/UUMlCjKbv7M/s1600-h/capt.79c741d6be3143bf8daace4456fc5013.malaysia_anwar_xkl104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SLbZcXKA5LI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/UUMlCjKbv7M/s320/capt.79c741d6be3143bf8daace4456fc5013.malaysia_anwar_xkl104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239614297767732402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dato' Anwar and His wife trying to look cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough politics for the day.&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes I know, not many people like politics, but at least you must know whats going on mah, you need to know the fate of the country as you are living in this country call Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;Yes it may be sad to live here, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But I believe that one day it'll be a better place for you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Impossible&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Nothing&lt;/span&gt;. Learn from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; man!! ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; my country.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought of migrating.&lt;br /&gt;I've been to a few country like S. Korea, Singapore and Australia.&lt;br /&gt;They are all lovely and beautiful, huge and have beautiful weather, but nothing feels like home.&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me? Ask Beverly &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://beverlyssecret.blogspot.com/"&gt;*Click Here*&lt;/a&gt; if you dunno who she is&lt;/span&gt;, even she misses home too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bout you guys? How do you feel about Malaysia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who read my blog, pls pls pls leave a comment.&lt;br /&gt;Let me know your thoughts, speak out. Anything just say something. I would love to hear from you. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok next topic.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that I'm a crazy football fan?&lt;br /&gt;I am so crazy over football that I've gone to the extend and imagine, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt; I was ever born in England, I would most likely join a football club, and work my way through so that I could play with the stars and be a star myself! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine what I'm imagining right now? No?&lt;br /&gt;Ok here's the link &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=anwlpTgbQTE"&gt;*Click Here*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or what? Hmm....&lt;br /&gt;I guess other football junkie like me would have the same dream too don't tya think so?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  ever since the beginning of the new season of BPL(Barclay's Premiere League), I was on tip toe waiting for the new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;FIFA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;09&lt;/span&gt; to be release.&lt;br /&gt;Its the only game that I'm still playing after all these years.&lt;br /&gt;And as I was searching on youtube today, guess what??&lt;br /&gt;I found the very first trailer of the game!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woohoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly click the link, waiting patiently for it to load finish.&lt;br /&gt;After waited for so long, ok not that long, I finally get to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;As expected, the graphic of the game was real like!!&lt;br /&gt;Its super real as if I'm watching a real player playing the ball!&lt;br /&gt;The movement, the reflex of the player, the physics......WOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was amazed by the job well done of the producers.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to EA(The company of the game) once again for a superb job well done!!!&lt;br /&gt;The trailer was awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who wanna check it out, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B7ZUZhAuuOo"&gt;*Click Here*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the web link &lt;a href="http://fifa09.ea.com/uk"&gt;*Click Here*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SLbZcqWHWpI/AAAAAAAAAKE/1vqccOQcVnY/s1600-h/70378_ALL_400x230_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SLbZcqWHWpI/AAAAAAAAAKE/1vqccOQcVnY/s320/70378_ALL_400x230_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239614302918761106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's the game cover of the UK version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will blog about the Bentong trip once I get the pics.&lt;br /&gt;Till then see ya!!&lt;br /&gt;Remember to leave comments ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I Don't like phantoms. Its creepy ya know!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-6837017461194275594?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/6837017461194275594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=6837017461194275594&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/6837017461194275594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/6837017461194275594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-thoughts.html' title='Just Thoughts'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SLbZcXKA5LI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/UUMlCjKbv7M/s72-c/capt.79c741d6be3143bf8daace4456fc5013.malaysia_anwar_xkl104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-2289220653332436561</id><published>2008-08-21T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:29:28.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Spilling My Thoughts Out</title><content type='html'>Lately I've been wondering,&lt;br /&gt;How is my room in kl like?&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since I've gone back there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tomorrow it'll be my first time since almost 4 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how is the condition of the grass outside my house?&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone pull it?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how thick is the dust off my room?&lt;br /&gt;Will it be a few inch thick?&lt;br /&gt;Did any new "residence" move into my room while I'm gone? You know I hate those especially with cold blood and makes noise in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about the poor fridge down stairs?&lt;br /&gt;Has the freezer turn into an ice cave again?&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone clean it?&lt;br /&gt;And the washing machine, is it spinning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I took all those things for granted while I'm in Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;Just because I don't have to use em I don't really care&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a little bit guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my house is in tip top shape&lt;br /&gt;Hope Hsien Wen could handle the pressure of being the only man in the house.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I shouldn't worried should I?&lt;br /&gt;After all, is not like I couldn't trust my house mates.&lt;br /&gt;Still I couldn't help but to wonder what will my house look like when I get back tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KL........&lt;br /&gt;I never like the hectic life there&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone in KL seems so alive&lt;br /&gt;Mostly dead&lt;br /&gt;Its a big city after all&lt;br /&gt;But I miss the overly build gigantic mall there&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it made me feel like home&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it acted like an escape to another world of new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aih...&lt;br /&gt;It seems that I get a lil emotional when it comes to moving back to KL&lt;br /&gt;It made me think about the life here in Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I can bring a little this of Malacca and a little that of KL to where I live&lt;br /&gt;But life is unfair, you cannot wish for everything to come true&lt;br /&gt;Yet its beautiful because it brings you to a new beginning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never the less I've been looking forward to meet a new challenge,&lt;br /&gt;To challenge myself in whatever may come my way&lt;br /&gt;To see the world like I've never seen before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the new semester to start for me&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to achieve new gold and push myself a little bit harder&lt;br /&gt;Its a new beginning, a new road&lt;br /&gt;I can't afford to let the my life just pass by the way it has&lt;br /&gt;After all, I only get to be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-2289220653332436561?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/2289220653332436561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=2289220653332436561&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/2289220653332436561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/2289220653332436561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/08/spilling-my-thoughts-out.html' title='Spilling My Thoughts Out'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-6676017748955717594</id><published>2008-08-18T23:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T01:20:05.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lee chong wei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merdeka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lin dan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='badminton'/><title type='text'>A Moment To Remember</title><content type='html'>Fuuh!! Is such a tiring month for me...&lt;br /&gt;so many work to be done, so busy running errands for parents and preparing for birthdays, etc....&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;long, I now can finally blog again!! Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taught of resuming writing my blog yesterday but then I was busy watching the badminton match that made Malaysia stood up on its feet for almost an hour!!&lt;br /&gt;I guess most of you guys watch the match right?&lt;br /&gt;On that evening my family decided to tapau(take away) from a famous restoran just around the corner of my Taman food court area. Usually people always dine in but on that day, people were queuing up to buy food back just to watch the match!! And that delayed my dad from bringing the food back home earlier so that I feast on it to satisfy my hunger.&lt;br /&gt;I read from the news paper today that people actually throw their movie tickets away just to go to the mamak stall at Damanasara just to watch the match on the big screen!&lt;br /&gt;And I also read that even Dato' Seri Anwar Ibrahim(PKR Defacto) stop for a brief moment at a mamak stall just to watch the match before continuing his campaign!!&lt;br /&gt;Wow!!&lt;br /&gt;This is truly amazing, the first time ever I've seen and experience this in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;It made me so proud to know that there are still people in Malaysia that have not forgotten the true meaning of being Malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch the whole match until the giving of the medals.&lt;br /&gt;Although Malaysia didn't win, but I was really proud of Chong Wei. He was truly amazing.&lt;br /&gt;He has made history for himself and Malaysia to be the first ever Malaysian Olympian to ever win a medal in badminton singles.&lt;br /&gt;And to be rank world No. 2 in one of the most famous sports? Wow!! I mean who would have thought that a Malaysian could actually achieve something that big? (Oh and please don't include that "Astronaut" or should I say Space Monkey who goes on a joy ride in space and doing "Duh" experiment with our Money)&lt;br /&gt;It is truly the best gift that Malaysia have receive especially in the month of Merdeka.&lt;br /&gt;Never mind if theres no flags and decoration being hung up high in the streets, but a show of support to this fellow Malaysian by thousands other Malaysians is enough to stir up the spirit of Merdeka in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Chong Wei failed to defeat China's own version of the Flash(Lin Dan), but he made his fellow country men proud, and he went down with dignity. Thats all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SKmrZQvNtQI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/SPsjDDsG1ek/s1600-h/Lee_Chong_Wei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SKmrZQvNtQI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/SPsjDDsG1ek/s320/Lee_Chong_Wei.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235904492272989442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lee Chong Wei, A man to be remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;Everyone!!&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/1997944248837474493-6676017748955717594?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/6676017748955717594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=6676017748955717594&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/6676017748955717594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/6676017748955717594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/08/moment-to-remember.html' title='A Moment To Remember'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SKmrZQvNtQI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/SPsjDDsG1ek/s72-c/Lee_Chong_Wei.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-2701179338459042867</id><published>2008-07-28T01:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T03:53:13.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='braces'/><title type='text'>Got Smile? Part IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SIy0AZYrNMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/rqPJ_fTAxQI/s1600-h/P1010431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SIy0AZYrNMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/rqPJ_fTAxQI/s320/P1010431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227751186377684162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!! Its finally done, finally over.....&lt;br /&gt;My torment has come to an end....well....most of it.&lt;br /&gt;The picture up there is my teeth, my "beautiful" teeth.&lt;br /&gt;I had my braces done for 3days now, and I don like the feeling of it.&lt;br /&gt;I know its only like 3days but its really really annoying!!&lt;br /&gt;Yea, maybe I'll get use to it(I hope).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let me start my story at the clinic.&lt;br /&gt;I arrive there at 10.30, waited for more than an hour there, cause some old auntie came late thus delay my appointment. But its ok, I'm not mad. I have news paper to read anyway. =D&lt;br /&gt;I taught I'll be really nervous or scared or sweating when I got there, but none....well maybe I was a lil nervous but other than that, no feeling at all!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....maybe I just wanna get this over with asap so that I could enjoy my food once again.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while I was happily reading away the papers, the nurse(actually I call her auntie Rachel, but is easier if I just call her nurse....feels weird calling her that) called me in.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda forgotten why I was there in the first place. Must be the football article.&lt;br /&gt;So I got up, fold the paper nicely, put it on the glass table, walk right down the hall, open the door that says "Surgery I", lie down on the chair while I wait for the doc to attend to me.&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, I felt a lil more nervous, but not enough for me to get panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doc check my teeth for awhile, then immediately grab the syringe  and injected me.&lt;br /&gt;I was a lil shock as I wasn't prepare for that encounter.&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, I really get freak out when the doc bring out the syringe. I was so scared that the doctor had to hide the thing from me and trick me to believe that I'm not getting the injection.&lt;br /&gt;You should look at the darn thing, is huge I tell ya!! HUGE!! And I never like the numb feeling.&lt;br /&gt;3 days ago my whole mouth was numb. I lost count of how many times he injected me.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't talk right. It felt like someone had just wham me with a baseball bat or something. Then the doc left me there for 10mins to get the medicine to work properly.&lt;br /&gt;Since I got nothing to do while waiting, and I couldn't sleep, so I took some pic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SIzBamA2McI/AAAAAAAAAJM/1iZXmfiyMCE/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SIzBamA2McI/AAAAAAAAAJM/1iZXmfiyMCE/s320/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227765930095161794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While waiting....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 10mins the doc came back, clean my teeth and everything, THEN....&lt;br /&gt;He pulls a plier out from no where, then he said, you SHOULDN'T fell any pain, even if there is a slightest pain, raise your hands.&lt;br /&gt;He scared the crap out of me by saying shouldn't......Shouldn't?? Shouldn't?? Means there is possibility that I might feel pain la??!! o.O&lt;br /&gt;So he put the plier into my mouth, clamp on one tooth, and he twist and turn and pop! Came out my tooth!!! Argh!! Eh....no pain wor??&lt;br /&gt;Haha, my heart beat suddenly just stop beating like crazy and beat normally.&lt;br /&gt;And he continue to pull out the other tooth as well....&lt;br /&gt;And after that, I felt so relief....&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the worst part, is over!!!! Hooray!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SIzFKyZfE7I/AAAAAAAAAJU/DZBJdZ148O8/s1600-h/Image005+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SIzFKyZfE7I/AAAAAAAAAJU/DZBJdZ148O8/s320/Image005+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227770056588334002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My pullout teeth, look at it, is so long!! o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SIzFLKhtwxI/AAAAAAAAAJc/t6K2JFzMYss/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SIzFLKhtwxI/AAAAAAAAAJc/t6K2JFzMYss/s320/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227770063065301778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My beat up face...haha, Yes I know I look ugly.&lt;br /&gt;The doc stuff cotton into my mouth to stop the bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the final part is the doc install the tiny metal for me and tie with a wire, which becomes my braces.&lt;br /&gt;And vuala!! This is how I look now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SIzJzgp4auI/AAAAAAAAAJk/qcaqajsMYMg/s1600-h/P1010426+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SIzJzgp4auI/AAAAAAAAAJk/qcaqajsMYMg/s320/P1010426+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227775154246413026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Smile! Smile!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the pain wasn't as bad as the first time I had the rubber ring in my mouth,  yet it stills annoys me.&lt;br /&gt;My front teeth doesn't have the strength to bite anything, because it was being stretch by the wire, and if anything contacts with it, it hurts. Not that much but still enough to keep me away from chewing.&lt;br /&gt;So because of that, I have no choice but to peal or cut the food into smaller slices and put it and the back of my mouth to chew.&lt;br /&gt;For the pass few days, all I ever had was soup, or oats like Quaker Oats....&lt;br /&gt;Something that I can swallow with.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.....you know liquid food won't fill your tummy to the max, as I get hungry REAL fast....&lt;br /&gt;Just only yesterday I follow my dad to some seminar in a hotel, and they serve rice for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;I have no choice but to eat something like this(see below pic).&lt;br /&gt;Yeap just sausage and egg, even slice up I still have some difficulties to chew my food up.&lt;br /&gt;It was yummy thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SIzNZHOihbI/AAAAAAAAAJs/sPMlXfQCUSA/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SIzNZHOihbI/AAAAAAAAAJs/sPMlXfQCUSA/s320/Image018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227779098790757810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I could bite better that day, I would have taken more eggs and sausages!!&lt;br /&gt;They really are tasty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how long will my braces take?&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it'll take a really short period of time, I hate cleaning the braces....&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;I hope this post doesn't discourage those of you who would like to have braces.&lt;br /&gt;By all means go ahead...&lt;br /&gt;As for me, well, initially I don't wanna put braces, but due to no choice, as a resort, I have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda prepare for what ever suffering I may face cause I know sure will kena suffer like this wan....&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, the suffering will pay out.&lt;br /&gt;I'll have a cleaner teeth and a better smile. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-2701179338459042867?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/2701179338459042867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=2701179338459042867&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/2701179338459042867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/2701179338459042867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/07/got-smile-part-iv.html' title='Got Smile? Part IV'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SIy0AZYrNMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/rqPJ_fTAxQI/s72-c/P1010431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-411174561259318381</id><published>2008-07-23T01:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T01:55:05.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='braces'/><title type='text'>Got Smile? Part III</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SIYXgQv_EbI/AAAAAAAAAI8/XVQ3ZiSU1Kg/s1600-h/teeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SIYXgQv_EbI/AAAAAAAAAI8/XVQ3ZiSU1Kg/s320/teeth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225890260629524914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sigh....look at my beautiful teeth, ain't it beautiful? Not!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is the second part of the process.&lt;br /&gt;See behind, can you see? Yup exactly, before they put the wires across my teeth they need to put the hook like ring anchor on to my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't they shiny?&lt;br /&gt;The process? Well, to my surprise it wasn't as painful as the rubber thingy(Read previous post), but its really darn irritating.&lt;br /&gt;I can't eat well, I can't drink well, I can't do anything!!&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because there are four weird thing sticking out from my teeth as if I grew extra teeth!!&lt;br /&gt;Really, its annoying....&lt;br /&gt;On Monday I had this done, and yesterday(a few hours ago) my mum made western food for the fam, knowing how much I love western food!! All the greasy, crunchy, fried stuff, but I couldn't enjoy them...&lt;br /&gt;One of the hook keep hooking on to my flesh and now I got ulcer....Well, not really a big one, but a really small one.&lt;br /&gt;Still I went to the pharmacy to get me an ulcer gel...in case it gets bigger.&lt;br /&gt;And my tongue, it keeps scratching against the metal, it annoys me every time I try to enjoy my food...haiz......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm not use to it I guess...&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll get use to it quick, or else I dunno how long am I gonna suffer....&lt;br /&gt;I can't enjoy food like I use to anymore....&lt;br /&gt;No more snickers, no more bubblegums!! No more muachi!!! Wait, muachi can right? Oh pls say can!!&lt;br /&gt;The doc says it is likely that it will take up to 2years to finish up the process...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait that long doc!!! 2 years without my yummy foods? Thats like torture!! *Sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....I guess I'll have to wait then....&lt;br /&gt;But look at the bright side, since I ain't gonna eat that much, means I get slimmer and fitter right? Right?? Or will I??? Hmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this coming Thursday its the final process. Yup, the braces is finally going up, and the doc is gonna extract 2 teeth. So heres my last time saying goodbye to my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye teeth, see you in heaven.... *sob sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-411174561259318381?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/411174561259318381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=411174561259318381&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/411174561259318381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/411174561259318381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/07/got-smile-part-iii.html' title='Got Smile? Part III'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SIYXgQv_EbI/AAAAAAAAAI8/XVQ3ZiSU1Kg/s72-c/teeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-6625195781195420436</id><published>2008-07-21T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T00:34:06.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everclear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wonderful'/><title type='text'>Everclear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SINnaGa0RSI/AAAAAAAAAI0/zz1Cqwt80nM/s1600-h/515083062_722b78d1a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SINnaGa0RSI/AAAAAAAAAI0/zz1Cqwt80nM/s320/515083062_722b78d1a1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225133690777257250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Someday everything will be wonderful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=qO7GieoeP3s"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;music video&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/1997944248837474493-6625195781195420436?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/6625195781195420436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=6625195781195420436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/6625195781195420436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/6625195781195420436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/07/everclear.html' title='Everclear'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SINnaGa0RSI/AAAAAAAAAI0/zz1Cqwt80nM/s72-c/515083062_722b78d1a1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-1593641169098280943</id><published>2008-07-17T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T01:41:18.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stickgal'/><title type='text'>Stick Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SH4ve-wbQGI/AAAAAAAAAIs/37WrFoa6Vyw/s1600-h/176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SH4ve-wbQGI/AAAAAAAAAIs/37WrFoa6Vyw/s320/176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223664827085045858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bored of typing? Always wanted to show your feelings in a more expressive ways?&lt;br /&gt;Love to draw but can't draw?&lt;br /&gt;Fear not my fellow bloggers, there is a solution, try drawing sticks!! Yes sticks that walks and talks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well heres what I found on the net.&lt;br /&gt;Actually Anna found it on the net and ask me to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm happy I did! Cause the blog is so so fun and entertaining! The blog is called &lt;a href="http://stickgal.blogspot.com"&gt;Stickgal&lt;/a&gt;, ever heard of it?&lt;br /&gt;The above picture is drawn by this blogger, and she only uses image to tell her story.&lt;br /&gt;Not like the rest of us, like to talk long-long story.&lt;br /&gt;Her blog is simple and entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;Check it out your self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cause of her creativeness, shes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&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/1997944248837474493-1593641169098280943?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/1593641169098280943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=1593641169098280943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/1593641169098280943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/1593641169098280943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/07/stick-stories.html' title='Stick Stories'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SH4ve-wbQGI/AAAAAAAAAIs/37WrFoa6Vyw/s72-c/176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-5025432449423183594</id><published>2008-07-15T20:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T01:03:59.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='braces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Got Smile? Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SHyq0v0tOHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/O7KYmeqPQRU/s1600-h/mcdonalds_ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SHyq0v0tOHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/O7KYmeqPQRU/s320/mcdonalds_ad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223237491010386034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;It hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It hurts&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt; I dunno why yours doesn't but mine hurts!!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to the dentist for my VERY 1st appointment.&lt;br /&gt;First the doc uses some kind of clay like flour thingy to put into my mouth, both upper and lower so that they could cast out the mold of my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;I almost puke, cause its disgusting!! It feels like someone shaft in some tasteless dough into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;The doc told me to relax, so I did...&lt;br /&gt;Later the doctor did scaling(clean my teeth with canggih dental tool) for me. Well that was ok.&lt;br /&gt;After that he put in some rubber stuff in between my wisdom tooth.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like he uses full force to put it in. That seems ok too...&lt;br /&gt;The nurses told me that I can eat solid, and if the rubbery thingy drop of I have to come back to put it back in, and the pain will only kick in the evening. If its too pain, take painkillers.&lt;br /&gt;So I taught to myself, how pain could it be??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that evening.....&lt;br /&gt;The pain really started to kick in, but its bearable.&lt;br /&gt;So I taught of eating some bread instead of rice, cause bread is softer.&lt;br /&gt;So I bought some bread to eat. I took a bite, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;IT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HURTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ouch!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have to nibble the bread, using my front teeth to chew, like a herbivore....so sad!!&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't enjoy my precious bread.....I love bread!! Reluctantly, I gave the rest of it to my brother..... T.T&lt;br /&gt;So my mum made porridge for me.....T.T&lt;br /&gt;I literally  have to swallow my porridge....instead of eating it I'm drinking it....sad, sad, sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the second day, and the pain isn't that bad anymore, but I still can't chew, I have to "drink" porridge still....&lt;br /&gt;My mum told me that my cousin couldn't even talk, it took 3days for him to recover from it.&lt;br /&gt;So today is the second, I hope tomorrow the pain will be minimal...&lt;br /&gt;My bro said that every time I go back to the dentist, I have to suffer 3days of pain....&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some of you think I'm such a sissy, but imagine this! The rubbery thing is about 1mm thick, and the gap between your tooth is what?? Less then 0.5mm!!!!! So you said pain or not??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long is the suffering gonna be?? How long!! All my food, my lovely, precious, yummy food!!! When can I eat you??!!! Its been 2days(including today) since I had a solid food!!! *Sob sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SHyqz7cEfLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/KUSLjN8X27k/s1600-h/465882902_b593356244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SHyqz7cEfLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/KUSLjN8X27k/s320/465882902_b593356244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223237476948409522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SHyq0Z8idLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/u16fNtiR48I/s1600-h/cupcakes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SHyq0Z8idLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/u16fNtiR48I/s320/cupcakes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223237485137654962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SHyq0YGLw0I/AAAAAAAAAIU/LulawWtl5Io/s1600-h/2262921180_bc80802aed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SHyq0YGLw0I/AAAAAAAAAIU/LulawWtl5Io/s320/2262921180_bc80802aed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223237484641239874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SHyq0N2wRII/AAAAAAAAAIM/MpEbOqSnN-Y/s1600-h/535431090_c14a9a27e4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SHyq0N2wRII/AAAAAAAAAIM/MpEbOqSnN-Y/s320/535431090_c14a9a27e4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223237481892168834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't they look tasty??&lt;br /&gt;Darn now I'm hungry..... -.-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-5025432449423183594?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/5025432449423183594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=5025432449423183594&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/5025432449423183594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/5025432449423183594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/07/got-smile-part-ii.html' title='Got Smile? Part II'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SHyq0v0tOHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/O7KYmeqPQRU/s72-c/mcdonalds_ad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-6239871632463252961</id><published>2008-07-14T08:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T09:11:15.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='braces'/><title type='text'>Got Smile?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SHqmw6t4cFI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HD-6Sb98nmI/s1600-h/2006-10-24-Braces_II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SHqmw6t4cFI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HD-6Sb98nmI/s320/2006-10-24-Braces_II.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222670077215141970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out the time on my post,  its 9 something in the morning!!&lt;br /&gt;So you must be wondering why am I up so early right?&lt;br /&gt;Well, because today is the day that I'm going to the dentist for my braces appointment!! o.O&lt;br /&gt;Scarrryyy!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I never like going to the dentist!! I hate the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;needle&lt;/span&gt; that the doctor use to numb my pain...&lt;br /&gt;I hate that feeling! The feeling of wondering when the doctor is gonna shaft the needle into the mouth!! Argh.....!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.....I have an x-ray done on my mouth, and to my surprise, I didn't even know that my teeth was so that bad!! Check it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SHqmxBCkeOI/AAAAAAAAAH8/RXihEJ9MX3A/s1600-h/X-Ray+Teeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SHqmxBCkeOI/AAAAAAAAAH8/RXihEJ9MX3A/s320/X-Ray+Teeth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222670078912526562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Check out the teeth on my bottom left and right. Its not suppose to be that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda reluctant to do my braces at first, but the Doc said if I don't get it done quick, in the future I might loose those important teeth at the back!!&lt;br /&gt;So I taught for awhile, and I've decided to do it....&lt;br /&gt;Better suffer now than suffer then right? After all its just a short period of time!! 1 year the most right??&lt;br /&gt;But for the mean time, no fancy nice food for me!! No more cupcakes!! No more McD!!! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad.....&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gotta get changing to meet the Doc....&lt;br /&gt;Will take pic for you all when I'm back from the dentist.&lt;br /&gt;Hope they give me a really cool braces ^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-6239871632463252961?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/6239871632463252961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=6239871632463252961&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/6239871632463252961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/6239871632463252961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/07/got-smile.html' title='Got Smile?'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SHqmw6t4cFI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HD-6Sb98nmI/s72-c/2006-10-24-Braces_II.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-3150138372907312411</id><published>2008-07-12T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T01:36:54.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tagged by &lt;a href="http://8beds.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ms Fabulous&lt;/a&gt; aka Cathy K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-" Seriously, i really don't do tag anymore...You know how long I took to do this tag? Cathy actually tagged me for sometime already, but me....got so lazy....just don't feel like doing it...and I know that SOMEONE is HAVING AN EXAM!!! So I waited till the exam its over....so here it goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you want the most now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/65668398@N00/2423056231/in/set-72157604607012800/"&gt;Cupcakes&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/65668398@N00/1193758703/in/set-72157604607012800/"&gt;cupcakes&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/65668398@N00/1748126640/in/set-72157604607012800/"&gt;cupcakes&lt;/a&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;Anna, she look too innocent to lie to me right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you in love?&lt;br /&gt;.....From the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you have a dream come true...&lt;br /&gt;Dreams?? Did someone mention dreams?? Sure you wanna know?? ok...&lt;br /&gt;*Takes Deep Breath*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- First I would like to be a Million Air, if not Billion so that I could....&lt;br /&gt;- Have my very own private animal hospital with ambulance included and also, an emergency hotline number!! :D&lt;br /&gt;- Bank in millions of Ringgit into World Vision Organization&lt;br /&gt;- Build a better facilities for the poor people who are living in the urban area, for example the suburban orang asli&lt;br /&gt;- Have an empire of my own business chain&lt;br /&gt;- Have nice beautiful bungalow house with big compound and a swimming pool :D&lt;br /&gt;- Pimp my car!! Design by me!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Own a &lt;a href="http://www.suzuki-bikes.com/images/bikes/2006/Suzuki-Hayabusa-1300R-Limited.jpg"&gt;Suzuki Hayabusa&lt;/a&gt; Bike!!&lt;br /&gt;- Collect and Design my own &lt;a href="http://www.kidrobot.com/content.cfm?section=dunny"&gt;Dunny&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;- Collect &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/inkdesigner/466696588/"&gt;small-small cute sushi&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;- And the list goes on and on....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you believe in seeing a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; after a rain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Rain&lt;/span&gt; can never stop me from reaching my goal, therefore &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; I shall see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What's your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;To buck up on my studies and assignments!! o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you believe in eternity?&lt;br /&gt;Eternity exist alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever broken a person's heart that he/she wanted to commit suicide?&lt;br /&gt;Well, as far as I can see, that person is still alive and smoking....so Nope.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What feeling do you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;Horny?! Haha, just kidding....the feeling that you know no matter what happen theres always some one there to pick you up. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What are the requirements for the other half?&lt;br /&gt;Other half? What other half?? You mean the other half of my brain??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What kind of feeling do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;That people are starring at you pretending to be nice and smile at you, but actually they are throwing knives and machine gun at you at the back of their mind!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you cherish every friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly? Not every...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What do you want to do in the future?&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be the one of the famous designer or successful businessman!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;My faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. How did you feel last night?&lt;br /&gt;Hungry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who do you hope to be always there for you?&lt;br /&gt;My Fam and people I call "Family"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. When do you think the world will end?&lt;br /&gt;The world end?? Its not very long you know, look around you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. The world ends tomorrow. What will you do?&lt;br /&gt;I'll spread The Good News and ask people to repent!! No, no seriously!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you think of the person that tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;She's crazy shes gonna put more and more piercing soon, becoming more and more prettier as the days goes by, and fashionable too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What do you want to know right now?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I write any darn songs?? Am I not talented enough??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then add 4 people in your list and list them out at the end of the post. Notify them in their chatbox that he/she has been tagged! =)&lt;br /&gt;- Ah malas la....you all sure won't do the tag one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, actually its kinda fun to do tags...haha....me crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I'm kinda curious what these few people in my mind are thinking actually....haha I don't care, gonna tag anyway!! Hehe&lt;br /&gt;- Claire Bear!! (Haha you are too free claire!!)&lt;br /&gt;- Anna Dear&lt;br /&gt;- Ray-ray (does he reads my blog?)&lt;br /&gt;- DaVin!!! Where the heck are you??!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-3150138372907312411?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/3150138372907312411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=3150138372907312411&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/3150138372907312411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/3150138372907312411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged-by-ms-fabulous-aka-cathy-k.html' title=''/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-7483793557701839357</id><published>2008-07-02T03:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T04:11:00.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><title type='text'>Oh!! Oh!! Cupcakes!!!</title><content type='html'>Do you all know that I love cupcakes?&lt;br /&gt;No not the one that sell in pasar malam.&lt;br /&gt;Then?&lt;br /&gt;Well these cupcakes are made of butter(I think its butter la cause it taste like one) cake as the base, and icing, REALLY REALLY COOL icing on the top!!&lt;br /&gt;Get it?&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe not all of you get it...&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who can make really really yummy cupcakes, and she is none other, Jamie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGqG_vkdW3I/AAAAAAAAAHM/MgKQ6C02xd0/s1600-h/P1010307+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGqG_vkdW3I/AAAAAAAAAHM/MgKQ6C02xd0/s320/P1010307+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218131547921406834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't it cute? Made by Jamie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was surfing the net just a moment ago, I found out that there is a cupcake store somewhere in kl!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok, I know you Malacca people are going to say "Che, in kl only got, why everything is in kl wan? Ah malas wanna read la....after all not say can eat", but wait wait wait wait wait, ok, if I ever happen to find the shop, or if there's any request(if i'm back in kl that is) to buy it, I'll buy it for you guys and bring it back to Malacca, ok? Provided IF I'm coming back to Malacca la....(Sorry its the best I can do) =D&lt;br /&gt;See I so kind....(It's my blog, I can say whatever I want!! Nyahaha :þ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so here are some pics that I found!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGqLVXsKL6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/OuzzXmQtqRo/s1600-h/cupcakes2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGqLVXsKL6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/OuzzXmQtqRo/s320/cupcakes2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218136317514887074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Black and White, Bones and Lightning&lt;br /&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://bp1.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGqLVVO85cI/AAAAAAAAAHU/JKBq9Rek6_Q/s1600-h/cupcakes1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGqLVVO85cI/AAAAAAAAAHU/JKBq9Rek6_Q/s320/cupcakes1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218136316855510466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahoy, Matey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGqLVk38SHI/AAAAAAAAAHk/9ja1jBq1v-8/s1600-h/cupcakes3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGqLVk38SHI/AAAAAAAAAHk/9ja1jBq1v-8/s320/cupcakes3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218136321053968498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Serve em' Hot!! Freshly bake from the oven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGqLVyjj1JI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qTStEGhXbDg/s1600-h/cupcakes4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGqLVyjj1JI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qTStEGhXbDg/s320/cupcakes4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218136324726576274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah, last but not least, the place where the yummy things are made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, according to the address on the blog it says its at Damansara Uptown? SS21? Where?&lt;br /&gt;Why I never see get wan? Anyone wanna help me out?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll go cupcake hunting when I'm back in kl....hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Pictures are taken from &lt;a href="http://cuppacakes.blogspot.com/"&gt;cuppacakes&lt;/a&gt;, I "pinjam promote" their picture from flickr. So please don't take their picture from my blog ya. Cause ITS ILLEGAL!!&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/1997944248837474493-7483793557701839357?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/7483793557701839357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=7483793557701839357&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/7483793557701839357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/7483793557701839357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-oh-cupcakes.html' title='Oh!! Oh!! Cupcakes!!!'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGqG_vkdW3I/AAAAAAAAAHM/MgKQ6C02xd0/s72-c/P1010307+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-5771203835286213562</id><published>2008-06-30T08:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T23:08:31.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>The Dream That Kills</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGj2rC61xOI/AAAAAAAAAG0/h1dHjjaXnhg/s1600-h/1415749982_665e1199d1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGj2rC61xOI/AAAAAAAAAG0/h1dHjjaXnhg/s320/1415749982_665e1199d1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217691387687191778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had the most weirdest dream in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Its so weird that it almost felt, real?&lt;br /&gt;Well, yesterday afternoon I took a nap and have one of the wackiest dream ever.&lt;br /&gt;You'll see why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon....&lt;br /&gt;I was so sleepy, couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. I was watching a movie called Nanny McPhee with my mother and brother.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose the movie was for children, but yet, it kept a fully grown dude like me entertain.&lt;br /&gt;But I was sleepy, I told my self right after this movie I would go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed after that, I head to bed straight away.&lt;br /&gt;And the dream began......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I open my eyes, seeing trees and a theres this very eerie feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I take a look around me, realize that I'm no where near town.&lt;br /&gt;Wooden houses(something like a kampung area) surround me. Not knowing where I am, I just started walking around....they sky was dark&lt;br /&gt;But I felt weird, its like I'm here on a mission, and the way I'm walking is more like sneaking rather than walking.&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing what was going, I play along.&lt;br /&gt;Next think I know, I saw at least two other man all dress up like Rambo or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;One guy told me that we had to act fast.&lt;br /&gt;Sneaking through houses, jumping through fence....I don't like this feeling, but yet I follow every move they make.&lt;br /&gt;Finally we arrive at the back of a wooden house, it looks nothing like a house where people would live in, but more like a hideout.&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, my purpose of being with these two guys become clear, my reason there has been revealed to me.&lt;br /&gt;I was an undercover agent, SWAT team, the Navy Seal Team....I'm not sure, all I know I was part of an government association.&lt;br /&gt;We quickly bust in the house, the bust startle some of them, so we shot a few of them accept one guy.....I assume is the leader.&lt;br /&gt;One of my guy interrogate him, whack him up.....I couldn't remember what were thay talking about...&lt;br /&gt;But after he was done with it, he look at me, with a voice of authority he said "Kill him.."&lt;br /&gt;I took a knife out, a pretty long and sharp one, stab the victim hard in the abdomen.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure his dead....&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of all these things going on, I don't feel great, or like some kind of super hero, instead, I felt cold, scared, and trembling.&lt;br /&gt;When I took the knife out, my hands were shivering.....and when the knife when through his body, I felt a chill down my spine!!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh!! Its my first time killing a human being! Never like the feeling....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk out of the wooden house, set the house a blaze and watch it as the fire engulf the whole wooden house.&lt;br /&gt;Then our leader(I assume his my leader because he kept giving order) command us to make a move out of here, pronto.&lt;br /&gt;So we moved out the same way we came in....with stealth and silence.....like shadow in the dark....we leave no trace behind&lt;br /&gt;But as we were escaping, I heard sirens from police cars!! I was so panic that I starting running like a wild rabbit being chase by dogs.&lt;br /&gt;We apparently split up and after that I never see them again, but all I know now is that I have to run, or else I'll be dead too.&lt;br /&gt;The hunter became the hunted.&lt;br /&gt;The fear, the intense of the atmosphere, the dark, seeing my shadow pass through houses.....and what freak me out was the sound of the sirens, it was getting closer and closer.&lt;br /&gt;The closer the sound get, the more I was panic.....all I can think now is death....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared, suddenly the next thing I know I was awake!!&lt;br /&gt;Whole body was wet with sweat....&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a lil bit uneasy of the whole dream...&lt;br /&gt;Pick my self up from bed and get ready for dinner....&lt;br /&gt;As much as you think its cool, its NOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was scared to death!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I think too much hitman game for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I had a dream like this....it was darn scary not cool ok. Way darn scary.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently killing someone wasn't really nice....&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is when I know I was being hunted....that feeling was even more sick man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I glad it was all a dream......&lt;br /&gt;Dreams can be scary at times.&lt;br /&gt;So whats your dream like?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-5771203835286213562?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/5771203835286213562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=5771203835286213562&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/5771203835286213562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/5771203835286213562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/06/dream-that-kills.html' title='The Dream That Kills'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGj2rC61xOI/AAAAAAAAAG0/h1dHjjaXnhg/s72-c/1415749982_665e1199d1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-1676939209374121850</id><published>2008-06-28T03:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T03:49:14.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Blogging Away</title><content type='html'>Food....my stomach is hungry......&lt;br /&gt;Well so I went browsing in the morning, doing some online survey thing at youthsays. Then they have this section where you can search for a new blog to read.&lt;br /&gt;Since i'm super free, so I went browsing randomly, looking at interesting and the not so interesting blog names. I came across this blog, it has its own domain.&lt;br /&gt;So I tot it will be interesting, so I went to check it out....and.....I WAS RIGHT!!!&lt;br /&gt;You know why?&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.....ok, the moment you step into her blog, it says, &lt;a href="http://annna.net/"&gt;Dine with Annna&lt;/a&gt;. So??&lt;br /&gt;Yes you are right!! She blogs about food food food!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yum Yum Yum!!!&lt;br /&gt;And you know what else I found???&lt;br /&gt;Utterly yummy-licious cake that look "So good that I can even eat it ON MY OWN"(Remember the Gardenia Bread song?? Hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGU9ZvOq2jI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5gODaUKduGI/s1600-h/chefs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGU9ZvOq2jI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5gODaUKduGI/s320/chefs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216643255762606642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Chef working out their master piece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGU9rnqAtbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/LprRFF52D_s/s1600-h/cute3dcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGU9rnqAtbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/LprRFF52D_s/s320/cute3dcakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216643562967446962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vuala!! Art that can be eaten? I like the burger wan especially....Yum&lt;br /&gt;In case you were wondering, YES, they are edible, real delicious cake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then later in the afternoon I have to sent my bro to tuition, and after that, go to the CIMB bank which is near to my house to pay some income tax(My dad's one ok, not mine).&lt;br /&gt;After taking my number, which I realize is theres 28 people more to go, I head over next door to Ayamas Chicken store to get me some drinks and sausage(man all this food stuff is making me hungry).....&lt;br /&gt;Because I can't enter the bank with food. So I sat outside.....&lt;br /&gt;You know what I saw?&lt;br /&gt;Two dudes standing next to a Mercedes car, one look in his mid 30s the other dude looks like a Dato(not to be confuse with datuk) in his mid 50s.&lt;br /&gt;They are selling like some kind of.....I dunno....Oil? Petrol? Some magical water thingy?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is.....&lt;br /&gt;I find it funny because, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who in the world do business on a Mercedes car&lt;/span&gt;!!???&lt;br /&gt;Come on la, at least be creative la....who in the world wanna buy some pink colour looking weird bottle on a Mercedes car? Would you wanna buy one??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGVBHfiGzaI/AAAAAAAAAGk/0sqFOoODcIc/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGVBHfiGzaI/AAAAAAAAAGk/0sqFOoODcIc/s320/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216647340358028706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGVBHp3QdoI/AAAAAAAAAGs/MGeN1R8X9EQ/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGVBHp3QdoI/AAAAAAAAAGs/MGeN1R8X9EQ/s320/Image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216647343131096706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i'm currently feeling darn inspired. So int drawing now.....hopefully by the next post i'll be able to finish drawing and painting whatever I was drawing? haha....till then....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-1676939209374121850?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/1676939209374121850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=1676939209374121850&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/1676939209374121850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/1676939209374121850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/06/blogging-away.html' title='Blogging Away'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGU9ZvOq2jI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5gODaUKduGI/s72-c/chefs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-1548427693956878236</id><published>2008-06-24T04:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T05:12:08.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>My Friends, It Matters</title><content type='html'>Friends, friends come and go, they never stay.&lt;br /&gt;When the time comes, we'll all be separated.&lt;br /&gt;Many says that friends are not to be trusted, and still others believe that friends will be nothing more than friends.&lt;br /&gt;But to me, my friends are precious, my friends are my family, no matter where they go, we are never apart.&lt;br /&gt;Distance cannot separate us.&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone in my life I can proudly call them my friend, my family.&lt;br /&gt;I don't trust people easily.&lt;br /&gt;I don't tell everyone my problem, only friends that are deserving, and stick by each other through thin and thick are the well deserves one to be call, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of the good times will always be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;And the bad times, will always be a lesson to learn.&lt;br /&gt;We all have our separate ways, separate vision, separate dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day will see each other again, maybe some day will work together as a team again.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe....&lt;br /&gt;But let us not let distance be a hindrance for us, let us not forget each other.&lt;br /&gt;May we'll meet again....&lt;br /&gt;Someday.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGAOaguHFCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/fRmO55Wwr5g/s1600-h/CLA+FC+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGAOaguHFCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/fRmO55Wwr5g/s320/CLA+FC+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215184217117758498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGAOa8WGQuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/4EnybL7j-Wc/s1600-h/Audrey+%26+McAnne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGAOa8WGQuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/4EnybL7j-Wc/s320/Audrey+%26+McAnne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215184224533234402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;ds &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;st F&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;re&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r&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/1997944248837474493-1548427693956878236?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/1548427693956878236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=1548427693956878236&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/1548427693956878236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/1548427693956878236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-friends-it-matters.html' title='My Friends, It Matters'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SGAOaguHFCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/fRmO55Wwr5g/s72-c/CLA+FC+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-7868921306084566886</id><published>2008-06-16T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T23:33:12.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='petrol'/><title type='text'>The Fuel Price Saga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SFaHO1sklwI/AAAAAAAAAFc/iRuG2Luyg3M/s1600-h/337800093_465705c94f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SFaHO1sklwI/AAAAAAAAAFc/iRuG2Luyg3M/s320/337800093_465705c94f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212502307729872642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ok, I know some of you might get this in your email already, but i'm posting it here so that Malaysians(or who ever visits my blog) could see that what our gov is doing. By the way, i got this from my email sent by a friend. So here goes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WHAT IS NEVER MENTIONED IN Mainstream Media like NST/TheStar/Utusan/BH are these facts....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Malaysian PerCapita Income USD 5000  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;                         VS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Singaporean PerCapita Income USD 25000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Further The Star made a comparison of prices in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thailand , Singapore and Indonesia . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;For &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thailand it is quoted at RM3.90/liter, however are they aware that in Thailand new cars are cheaper than Malaysia by RM10,000? They pay only one life time for their driving license? No renewal fee after that? Also that goes for road tax as well? And do TheStar also aware that you can drive all the way from Hadtyai to Bangkok on a six lane highway without paying any Tolls ??!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Whereas here in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Malaysia you have to pay yearly renewal for road tax , driving license and TOLLS, TOLLS, TOLLS!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;For &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Singapore how can you quote RM 5.20 ? Please quote in Singapore Dollars because they are earning in Sing Dollars. You might as well say Europeans are paying RM10/liter. RM5.20/liter = Sing $ 2.20/liter, still cheaper than Malaysia in view of fact that Singapore is not a crude oil exporter. Are you saying that you fill up petrol in Singapore by paying Ringgit? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;In economy, dollar to dollar must be compared as apple to apple. Not comparing like durian in M'sia is much cheaper than durian in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Japan!! Of course-lah, Japan is not durian producer!!! Comparing Malaysian durian with Thailand durian make more sense!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;For &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Indonesia we might say is cheaper there at RM2.07/liter but compare that to their level of income!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;Now, let us compare the price with OIL PRODUCING countries:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;UAE – RM1.19/litre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;Eygpt – RM1.03/litre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;Bahrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; – RM0.87/litre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;Qatar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; – RM0.68/litre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;Kuwait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; – RM0.67/litre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;Saudi Arabia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; – RM0.38/litre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;Iran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; – RM0.35/litre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;Nigeria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; – RM0.32/litre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;Turkmenistan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; – RM0.25/litre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;Venezuela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; – RM0.16/litre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;MALAYSIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; – RM2.70/litre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;RM 2.70!!! Individual perspective:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;As of last month a Toyota Vios would 'cause a damage' of about RM 89,000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;In the international market, a Toyota Vios is about USD 19,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;USD 19,000 = RM 62,700 (using the indicative rates of USD 1 = RM 3.30)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;That makes Malaysian Vios owners pay an extra RM 26,300.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;This RM 26,300 should be cost of operations, profit and tax because the transportation costs have been factored in to the USD 19,000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;RM 26,300/ RM625 petrol rebate per year translates to a Vios being used for 42.08 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;I do understand that the RM 625 is a rebate given by the government, but it also means that one has to use the Vios for 42.08 years just to make back the amount paid in taxes for the usage of a foreign car. Would anyone use any kind of car for that long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Now with these numbers in front of us, does the subsidy sound like a subsidy or does it sound like a penalty? This just seems to be a heavy increment in our daily cost of living as we are not only charged with high car taxes but also with a drastic increase in fuel price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;With all the numbers listed out, I urge all Malaysians to join me in analyzing the situation further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Car taxation is government profit, fuel sales is Petronas' (GLC) profit which also translates into government profit. The government may ridicule us Malaysians by saying look at the world market and fuel price world wide. Please, we are Malaysians, we fought of the British, had a international port in the early centuries (Malacca), home to a racially mixed nation and WE ARE NOT STUPID!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;We know the international rates are above the USD 130/barrel. We understand the fact that the fuel prices are increasing worldwide and we also know that major scientist are still contradicting on why this phenomenon is happening. Some blame Bush and his plunders around the world and some blame climate change and there are others which say petroleum 'wells' are getting scarce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Again we go back to numbers to be more straight fwd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);font-size:12;" &gt;1 barrel = 159 liters x RM2.70/liter = RM 429 or USD 134 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);font-size:12;" &gt;On 1 hand, we are paying the full cost of 1 barrel of crude oil with RM2.70 per liter but on the other hand the crude oil only produces 46% of fuel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);font-size:12;" &gt;Msia sells crude oil per barrel at USD130 buys back Fuel per barrel at USD134. And not forgetting, every barrel of fuel is produced with 2 barrels of crude oil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);font-size:12;" &gt;1 barrel crude oil = produce 46% fuel (or half of crude oil), therefore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);font-size:12;" &gt;2 barrel crude oil = approximately 1 barrel fuel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);font-size:12;" &gt;In other words, each time we sell 2 barrels of crude oil, equivalently we will buy back 1 barrel of fuel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);font-size:12;" &gt;Financially,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);font-size:12;" &gt;Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt; sell 2 barrel crude oil @ USD 130/barrel = USD 260 = RM 858&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);font-size:12;" &gt;then, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt; will buy back fuel @ USD 134/barrel = RM 442/barrel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);font-size:12;" &gt;Thus, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt; earn net extra USD 126 = RM 416 for each 2 barrel of crude sold/exported vs imported 1 barrel of fuel !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);font-size:12;" &gt;(USD 260-134 = USD 126 = RM416)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#c0504d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);font-size:12;" &gt;So where this extra USD 126/barrel income is channeled to by Malaysian Govt?????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Another analysis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;1 barrel crude oil = 159 liters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;46-47% of a barrel of crude oil = fuel that we use in our vehicles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;46% of 159 = 73.14 liters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;@ RM 2.70/liter x 73.14 liter = RM197.48 of fuel per barrel of crude oil. This is only 46% of the barrel, mind you. Using RM 3.30 = USD 1, we get that a barrel of crude oil produces USD 59.84 worth of petrol fuel (46% of 1barrel). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;USD 59.84 of USD 130/barrel turns out to be 46% of a barrel as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Another 54% = bitumen, kerosene, and natural gases and so many more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;And this makes a balance of USD 70.16 that has not been accounted for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;So this is where I got curious. Where is the subsidy if we are paying 46% of the price of a barrel of crude oil when the production of petrol/barrel of crude oil is still only 46%?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;In actual fact, we still pay for this as they are charged in the forms of fuel surcharge by airlines and road taxes for the building of road (because they use the tar/bitumen) and many more excuse charging us but let us just leave all that out of our calculations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;As far as I know, only the politicians who live in Putrajaya and come for their Parliament meetings in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kuala Lumpur (approximately 60+ km) are the ones to gain as they claim their fuel and toll charges from the money of the RAKYAT's TAX. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;It is so disappointing to see this happen time and time again to the Malaysian public, where they are deceived by the propaganda held by the politicians and the controls they have over the press.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Which stupid idiot economist equates rebates for rich or poor with the cc of the vehicles? An average office clerk may own a second hand 1300cc proton Iswara costing $7,000 (rebate = $625) while the Datuk's children can own a fleet of 10 new cars of BMW, Audi and Volvo all less than 2000cc costing $2 millions and get a total rebate of $625 x 10 = $6,250! Wow what kind of economists we are keeping in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Malaysia...wonder which phD certificate that they bought from...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12;" &gt;Misleading concept of Subsidy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12;" &gt;The word "subsidy" has been brandished by the BN government as if it has so generously helped the rakyat and in doing so incurred losses. This simple example will help to explain the fallacy: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12;" &gt;Example: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12;" &gt;Ahmad is a fisherman. He sells a fish to you at $10 which is below the market value of $15. Let's assume that he caught the fish from the abundance of the sea at little or no cost. Ahmad claims that since the market value of the fish is $15 and he sold you the fish for $10, he had subsidised you $5 and therefore made a loss of $5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12;" &gt;Question : Did Ahmad actually make a profit of $10 or loss of $5 which he claimed is the subsidy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12;" &gt;Answer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12;" &gt;Ahmad makes a profit of $10 which is the difference of the selling price ($10) minus the cost price ($0 since the fish was caught from the abundance of the sea). There is no subsidy as claimed by Ahmad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12;" &gt;The BN government claims that it is a subsidy because the oil is kept and treated as somebody else's property (you know who). By right, the oil belongs to all citizens of the country and the government is a trustee for the citizens. So as in the above simple example, the BN government cannot claim that it has subsidised the citizen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;color:blue;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;color:black;"  &gt;Disclaimer Note. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/1997944248837474493-7868921306084566886?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/7868921306084566886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=7868921306084566886&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/7868921306084566886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/7868921306084566886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/06/fuel-price-saga.html' title='The Fuel Price Saga'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SFaHO1sklwI/AAAAAAAAAFc/iRuG2Luyg3M/s72-c/337800093_465705c94f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-8494027440815071956</id><published>2008-06-11T00:51:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T03:31:36.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snooker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allan'/><title type='text'>Priceless Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SE69MCL_nxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/kpW6snl7XiI/s1600-h/2418695403_839a379c1f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SE69MCL_nxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/kpW6snl7XiI/s320/2418695403_839a379c1f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210309833357500178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever play a game of snooker before?&lt;br /&gt;Well, snooker is something like Pool, but even more interesting! In a game of pool, the first person to finish all balls wins. But for snooker, the one with the higher points wins! Each colour on the snooker ball represent different points. So to cut the long story short, in order to win the game, one must be accurate, smart thinker and a good finisher. For playing snooker it ain't as easy as pool, cause the table are way bigger, the balls are slightly smaller and same goes to the holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, snooker in other words, its suppose to be a serious game, a game of intelligence  and accuracy. But for the 5monkey like us, a snooker game is just another ball game....&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually the rest of us was kinda serious and was eager to learn this game for it is our second time trying to play the game.....Davin was our some sort like teacher, because he is more experience in the game of snooker. But for Allan, it is his first time playing.....and you know Allan(for those who do) he never plays any other game seriously accept football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, last saturday night me, Allan, Ashley, Davin, my brother and Audrey went for a drink at Friends Cafe. But we all ended up watching tv....stupid tv.....so Audrey got bored and dunno what to say cause all of us were like starring at the tv.....so she decided to go home early....but we, the guys, felt like it was still early, and we are still feeling fresh and awake! So we decided to go for a game of snooker....thats when the fun really begins!! Haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should see the way Allan play the ball......at first he was kinda serious, take a good aim at the target, and he shoots.....but every time he shoots, he misses the target.....in snooker when you miss hitting the correct ball, or you totally miss at all, your opponents gain point....so eventually the other team(Ashley and my brother, Davin solo, me and Allan...ya poor me) gain extra points.&lt;br /&gt;Because Ashley occasionally misses the ball too, therefor that makes Davin the most higher score of us all, until he got so bored of counting the scores.....He says: "I sit down here also got free points....swt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SE7Kk3bX6CI/AAAAAAAAAE0/hHdXqltrHK8/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SE7Kk3bX6CI/AAAAAAAAAE0/hHdXqltrHK8/s320/Image019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210324553617106978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thats me(above pic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SE7Fn1zUa1I/AAAAAAAAAEc/bweCQygo_Io/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SE7Fn1zUa1I/AAAAAAAAAEc/bweCQygo_Io/s320/Image020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210319107162139474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Allan(as you can see the way he handle the cue stick....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SE7HQ-_4f4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Q4EUkGuQ71U/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SE7HQ-_4f4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Q4EUkGuQ71U/s320/Image021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210320913517019010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thats  Ashley,  Allan's other twin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SE7JMB6OkII/AAAAAAAAAEs/nHa1_548wx4/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SE7JMB6OkII/AAAAAAAAAEs/nHa1_548wx4/s320/Image022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210323027422515330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thats my brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Davin was taking the pictures, so his face wasn't in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But the most funny thing is when Allan decided to "chincai play"(chincai means simply).....and guess what? His accuracy was sharper than ever before!! It was so sharp that even the cue ball(the white ball) when in together with the other ball.....hahaha....when he fire a shot, the whole table look messy, the balls were everywhere....hahahaha.....there were one shot where she try to scoop the ball, in a very wrong way, and the ball came bouncing towards me, and fly out the table!! Is like one moment we were playing snooker, the next we were playing baseball....so hilarious!! We keep laughing and eventually, none of us could play properly, all of our shots become haywire....balls came flying out of the table, Allan was making funny weird shots, and giving away free points....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played untill the shopkeeper stand right next to us.....because its time to close shop....yet we were still laughing our heads of....and trying hard to finish up whatever balls left on the table....we laugh so hard, we were so happy and we eventually came to love the game of snooker because of our stupidity.....we vow to go back the same snooker center and play snooker the next time we meet, and Allan is a must to join.....hahahahahahahahahahaha.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really make us all laugh is the way Allan play...I even told him to stay that way, don't ever improve in his skill.....so that we could laugh some more(why am I so terrible??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So because of the good time we had together, I came up with this slogan(stolen from mastercard's ad),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SE7OPB43RLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/HGXLfo8pYJo/s1600-h/Blog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SE7OPB43RLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/HGXLfo8pYJo/s320/Blog1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210328576514540722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SE7P0-wfBjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/oYEFe02w7Y0/s1600-h/Blog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SE7P0-wfBjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/oYEFe02w7Y0/s320/Blog2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210330328020747826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SE7P1o9B2QI/AAAAAAAAAFM/FXPJb_to0eM/s1600-h/Blog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SE7P1o9B2QI/AAAAAAAAAFM/FXPJb_to0eM/s320/Blog3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210330339347650818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SE7P1rDiZ1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/c_OGSNxZuP8/s1600-h/Blog4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SE7P1rDiZ1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/c_OGSNxZuP8/s320/Blog4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210330339911821138" 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/1997944248837474493-8494027440815071956?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/8494027440815071956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=8494027440815071956&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/8494027440815071956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/8494027440815071956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/06/priceless-moments.html' title='Priceless Moments'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SE69MCL_nxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/kpW6snl7XiI/s72-c/2418695403_839a379c1f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-8049573394294876719</id><published>2008-06-06T13:28:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T16:00:50.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famous blog'/><title type='text'>Bored? Try these new blogs below!!</title><content type='html'>Always reading the same old blog? Nothing new and funny to read about? Friends are taking too long to update their blog? Always searching high and low for "leng lui's" story to read about? And who in the world is Kenny Sia???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Drum rolls.......*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search no more, worry less, introducing, the bloggers that literally earn money right from their blogs!! Wow, amazing!! And best of all, they update their blog every now and then!! No waiting, no starring at same old links again!! Wohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: they are quite entertaining to read too!! Guaranteed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all I would like to introduce Miss C a.k.a. Cindy Tay&lt;br /&gt;(Pretty not? I told you I would find leng lui who blog, =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SEjnWheheWI/AAAAAAAAAD0/FU7SazsDboU/s1600-h/cindytey08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SEjnWheheWI/AAAAAAAAAD0/FU7SazsDboU/s320/cindytey08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208667343183509858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her blog link is call hotpinkchili.....hmm....i didn't know there was pink chili....shouldn't it taste like strawberry? Woo, strawberry....yum!!&lt;br /&gt;She blogs about food, lifestyle and she is the winner for Malaysia Dream Girl Online Reality Show....and more food.....i love food  XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, its Kenny Sia!! This guy blog is a must read....why? Well, because he's hilarious, wacky and best of all, he gives out contest! Yes contest, that can win you great prizes, trips and many many other fabulous gifts!!!! This guy literally makes money out of blogging. Leading company in the market like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pepsi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Potato&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hugo Boss&lt;/span&gt; have all uses his blog to advertise!! And they are paying him for it!!&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the money you can make by just blogging....$$$&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SEjj5IVG15I/AAAAAAAAADM/K0HFyvsZfZE/s1600-h/20080528-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SEjj5IVG15I/AAAAAAAAADM/K0HFyvsZfZE/s320/20080528-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208663539682039698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, thats Kenny Sia, the one in the middle top beside the bicycle helmet guy....so with that kind of face what do you think his blog is gonna sound like?? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another "leng lui" for you guys...(She did visit my blog once...)&lt;br /&gt;Name: unknown, but her blog name is call Beverly's Secrets, so everyone calls her Beverly.....but nothing secretive about her blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SEjqlmFPsaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/95GN3u3WWPg/s1600-h/2463071992_ebdab8439c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SEjqlmFPsaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/95GN3u3WWPg/s320/2463071992_ebdab8439c_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208670900652585378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what she has to say "While everyone eager to pass on their inner feelings, I'm here to offer you Happiness." And she has tons of viewers.....I guess she does makes people happy...and what I like most about her blog is, she takes really really nice picture....wonder what camera she use....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, this blog are for you guys who love art and design&lt;br /&gt;This girl is a geniues, she turns ordinary cloths, into dolls!! And they are uberly cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SEjs-X2saPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Rw0HBrBPSug/s1600-h/bf_008_02s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SEjs-X2saPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Rw0HBrBPSug/s320/bf_008_02s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208673525353441522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute, right? And you know what? I think you can buy them at her blog. Her name is Nana(not to be mistaken from the Nana that we know, its a totally different person). In fact she has many other dolls that she has made....go check them out.....=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats all for today folks, will let ya know if i found any new and interesting blog to read....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: All these blogs are promoted on my own accord, no one, not even kenny sia has pay me to do so....its FOC. I'm just doing it for fun ^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-8049573394294876719?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/8049573394294876719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=8049573394294876719&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/8049573394294876719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/8049573394294876719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/06/bored-try-these-new-blogs-below.html' title='Bored? Try these new blogs below!!'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SEjnWheheWI/AAAAAAAAAD0/FU7SazsDboU/s72-c/cindytey08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-6815929603635253437</id><published>2008-06-05T22:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T00:57:41.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='petrol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jam'/><title type='text'>Naik Lagi??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SEgVS-bFPkI/AAAAAAAAACs/vb3_nKBSlps/s1600-h/n_06chaos1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SEgVS-bFPkI/AAAAAAAAACs/vb3_nKBSlps/s320/n_06chaos1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208436384792395330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from church camp, so was tired and didn't blog for the pass few days.&lt;br /&gt;So here I am. Back and alive, but sick... x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I fetch my brother to tuition about 7.30pm. Because both of my parents car fuel was running dry quick, I have to head down to the petrol station to fuel up the tank. I was driving my father's Wira car that night. Almost every turn I make where there is a petrol station, I can see cars queuing, row after row.....people are like rushing for petrol as if they were free or something. Well, eventually I get stuck here and there, force to take alternate route to the Shell petrol station(because its my parents fav. station, and they offer Bonus Link points). After making so many wrong turns I finally found my way out...Ah...finally, freeway!! But it didn't last long.... -.-&lt;br /&gt;So I was stuck again in another queuing mayhem to the petrol station....&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda panic when I saw my father's car petrol sign flashing!! And here I was stuck in the jam....patiently I waited for the car to move.....inches by inches.....got so bored, I switch on the radio and listen to Fly FM and realize that not only me, not only Malacca, but the whole of Malaysia is going trough the same madness together!!&lt;br /&gt;I myself couldn't not believe what I saw yesterday, its like rows after rows, cars after cars, lane after lane are all pile up....for the first time in my life I see flocks of cars queue up to get a tank of full petrol!!!!   -.-""&lt;br /&gt;Got stuck in the jam at 8pm, and follow the slow trail of cars patiently. "Ahaha!! Finally is my turn!! Just one more car, just one more car, faster la!! Why pump so slow? Oi, you think you are the only car?? Cepat la, monkey!!! Dunno got petrol left for me or not...what if I reach there petrol habis how??!! o.O?!" These are the thoughts that ran through my mind as I waited for that one last car to move.....&lt;br /&gt;When is my turn to pump, I quickly race down that car, insert the cards(Bonus Link and Master Card), remove the fuel cap, and quickly pump the petrol down....As I stare back at the cars behind me, as they anxiously waited for their turn.&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda worried too, cause some of the driver pump petrol with their car engine running!! Idiots!! What if the petrol caught on fire? What if the car exploded in a ball of fire and inflame  the whole petrol station??!!! What if I get burn alive?? o.O???  &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;When the pump stop pumping, I quickly grab the resit, get into the car and drove of.....Ah relieve.....&lt;br /&gt;As I was driving down the road I saw other petrol station is going through the same scenario, cars after cars keeps coming in from left to right, from north to south, east and west!! People forcing their way in trying to reach to the pump......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole nightmare wasn't about yesterday, the nightmare actually started today, on 5th June 2008. Petrol prices were increasing like tsunami, 12 foot high, only it was in money form. As much as 78cents per liter was the increment and consumer have to pay RM2.70 per liter, thats like crazy!!! Almost RM20 extra for a full tank of petrol we have to pay!!! Waa.....everything naik....mati la......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I sent my bro to tuition, as I said earlier, both my parents car ran out of petrol, yesterday I went to pump the Wira, today is Kancil turn....&lt;br /&gt;As usual I search for a Shell petrol station, park my car at the right spot(make sure petrol tank is left or right so that no need to pull the nozzle long-long), insert the credit and Bonus Link card, lift nozzle and pump. Oh ya not forgetting the fuel cap =D&lt;br /&gt;One young Malay dude was attending to me, he ask if I would like the car window to be clean, I thought since the car window was dirty, so I said yes.&lt;br /&gt;As he was cleaning, I ask him about the situation here in this station, he said it was flooded with cars, like theres no tomorrow....Not so different from where I pump....he added and said "Sekarang minyak naik, nasi naik, semua naik, tapi gaji tak naik......bodoh punya kerajaan..." or something like that......&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.....I wonder how long will BN(Barisan Nasional) rule the country.....hehehehehe *sinister smile* &gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-6815929603635253437?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/6815929603635253437/comments/default' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SEgVS-bFPkI/AAAAAAAAACs/vb3_nKBSlps/s72-c/n_06chaos1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-6984542245614655237</id><published>2008-05-26T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:55:49.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>United We Stand, Devided We Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One Heart, One Mind, One Voice, One People, One Unity, One Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let all Malaysian, United As One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z8Wl3firJQk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z8Wl3firJQk&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will Always Be The Place I Call Home.....&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/1997944248837474493-6984542245614655237?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/6984542245614655237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=6984542245614655237&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/6984542245614655237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/6984542245614655237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/05/united-we-stand-devided-we-fall.html' title='United We Stand, Devided We Fall'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-2927774752150284747</id><published>2008-05-24T01:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T02:33:54.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><title type='text'>Football, King Of Sports</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SDcJUnoYEmI/AAAAAAAAACM/im5rMS7vg4g/s1600-h/picsrv.manutd.com.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SDcJUnoYEmI/AAAAAAAAACM/im5rMS7vg4g/s320/picsrv.manutd.com.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203638144290263650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 22nd of May, 2.30am in the morning was the showdown of the European Champions League Finals, where Manchester United and Chelsea are up against each other.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Shing Yee(My house mate) when to Mc Donalds at 1.30am, an hour before the kick off, but the place was already crowded with people. There weren't enough chairs to sit all of the crowds that day that some of them went in to take the chairs while others sat on the railing bars. Me and Shing Yee was lucky that we found a spot far behind from the projector screen but clear enough to enjoy the match.&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere there was intense! People were shouting and screaming and booeing at the opponents team or player that they didn't like.  Way before even the match starts, people were already chanting and singing songs of their favorite club. Such passion...&lt;br /&gt;Although I was a fan of MU but I wasn't as crazy as the other supporters. It was fun having such atmosphere, almost feel like we were in the stadium its self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.35am, finally the match started, after much intense waiting and screaming and shouting and singing. Every time the a player strikes the ball, it stirs with  the crowd with excitement and pressure at the stadium and at McD itself. Some of us was hoping the ball to pass the goal line while others was bitting their teeth and holding their hands tight like in a prayer hoping for the opposite results. Whenever a goal is score, people will be jumping off their chair literally and creaming like crazy as if they won 1million dollar or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most intense moment came to the penalty shoot out where both teams cancel each other out with a draw when full-time of a normal match, and to decide a winner it has to come to a penalty kick. No one loves penalty kick, because it only takes one mistake, one miss to turn the table around and the hope of becoming the champions, slowly fades away. Every one was one their feet, they were standing and I couldn't get a clear view of the white screen, so I too stand on the chair and chant "MU, MU, MU, MU...." Honestly this is the first time in public I was so excited and couldn't care less of what people think....or maybe because everyone was doing it?? Hmm....&lt;br /&gt;Each time a Manchester United player goes up to the penalty spot to take the kick, all the united fans will be silently watching the every steps that player make. The whistle blows and the player gave a nice powerful kick to the ball..........its a goal!! And all the United fans scream like theres no tomorrow....So now its Chelsea's turn to take up the penalty kick, and all the united fans will be screaming the goalkeeper's name, and screaming and chanting as if the players in Moscow(the finals were held in Russia) could hear us.....ridiculous huh? The whistle blows and they kick........it was a saved!! And MU won the penalty shoot out!!! And the whole McD was upside down people were shouting and chanting all the MU slogans and making so much noise. Even the McD workers was amuse by the craziness that they stood by the glass door to watch us celebrate. The Chelsea fans was upset and left the premise. I left shortly after that and when about to reach my house, I could still hear noise and feel the vibe coming from McD. Shing Yee claim that she is the reason why MU won, just because she watch the match...haha. We reach home about 5am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day my friend told me that a mamak near by called Banana-Leaf was even more worst then what happen in McD. Several chair "lost their life" because people were throwing them and jumping on them and they eventually broke....Poor chairs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what a match what an atmosphere what a feeling. Football according to research is the world number one sports game, that no other sports was held in a world wide scale accept football. And when the world cup season hits, the world seems to stop, just to watch 22men chase after one ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football, the most wonderful sports in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all football lovers say, AMEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who miss the match here are the highlights&lt;br /&gt;Links: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=PEhJq_Y9wKQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Manchester United  vs. Chelsea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=hkdX0qItqoU&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Penalty Shoot Out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-2927774752150284747?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/2927774752150284747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=2927774752150284747&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/2927774752150284747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/2927774752150284747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/05/football-king-of-sports.html' title='Football, King Of Sports'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SDcJUnoYEmI/AAAAAAAAACM/im5rMS7vg4g/s72-c/picsrv.manutd.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-6585232681425846739</id><published>2008-05-20T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T23:13:16.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>On A Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SDLqf4CjCcI/AAAAAAAAACE/JdNBScJm4Vs/s1600-h/2256589335_0955c25a01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SDLqf4CjCcI/AAAAAAAAACE/JdNBScJm4Vs/s320/2256589335_0955c25a01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202478352906258882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.....what a slow holiday I have so far. I know, I know, its been awhile since I blog. So here I am....sorry readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lets start with my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyday I wake up in the morning at 7.30am(except for Saturdays and Sundays).&lt;br /&gt;1st thing I do, head to the kitchen, to feed my stomach first...(why are you laughing??)&lt;br /&gt;Sit down, get my brain motor warm up a little.&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, THEN only I go brush teeth...(What? Its cleaner that way)&lt;br /&gt;Then I go to go to my house outside market to pick up workers and drive all the way to Tangkak.&lt;br /&gt;Yes people, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DRIVE&lt;/span&gt; all the way to Tangkak. Why? Cause my dad has a project there.&lt;br /&gt;So basically, I become kinda use to driving at highways where all the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; lorries and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fast&lt;/span&gt; cars pass me by.&lt;br /&gt;Usually I get very tense and I hold the steering wheel very tight, until my hands get so tired....&lt;br /&gt;Since I travel so much, kinda get use to it already.&lt;br /&gt;In fact I even taught of stopping by at Muar to visit Yeow Long....haha!!&lt;br /&gt;And then I get back(well the whole journey only takes about an hour or less to reach and come back....Johor near mah), sit down, either I do my father's paper work, or rest(eh driving at highway tired know!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then theres one time I had to go up to kl to run my errand in college....since I got no com there, therefor I'm bored to death!! Literally!!&lt;br /&gt;I did not bring any of my pencil case, scrap book, or any other thing else....just my clothes and me(how smart of me)...&lt;br /&gt;But thank God that Adeline and Hsien Wen borrowed books back from library.....they borrowed 6 books, which gotta do with either Interior or Graphics....&lt;br /&gt;I broke a record that day, I was so bored that I read 3 books in one day, I don't usually read, even if I do, it'll only be A book!! =) Darn proud...&lt;br /&gt;Than later that night I literally sit down on my Japanese Chair(the short short chair in my room) and stare at my door....I think I did that about half an hour....then I went over to the door and study one of my posters....&lt;br /&gt;Haha....well thats how bored I was.....&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't take it anymore, so I decided to call Yeow Long to entertain me!!! Wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least after that I feel better haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladys and Gentlemen,  Boys and Girls, thats how I spend my holiday so far......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;G&lt;/span&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/1997944248837474493-6585232681425846739?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/6585232681425846739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=6585232681425846739&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/6585232681425846739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/6585232681425846739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-holiday.html' title='On A Holiday'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SDLqf4CjCcI/AAAAAAAAACE/JdNBScJm4Vs/s72-c/2256589335_0955c25a01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-3014007985329413540</id><published>2008-05-14T06:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:41:02.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>One's Life Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SConAoCjCbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Sj11D_zBHas/s1600-h/life.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SConAoCjCbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Sj11D_zBHas/s320/life.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200011611454245298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, what is life....&lt;br /&gt;Is life about having fun? Running up and down the hills where butterflies and lilies grow?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it about striving for the best, like having the best cars and the best job in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what is life?&lt;br /&gt;Is it about being famous, like a super star walking to the Grammy on a red carpet?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it about getting rich and luxurious where you can buy anything that you wish for just by a push of a button?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, so.....what is life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life.......&lt;br /&gt;To me life is more than just having fun, striving for the best or even being rich and famous.&lt;br /&gt;Life its self is complicated, having problems of its own and hard to deal with at times.&lt;br /&gt;But without a reason or a purpose, life its self is meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone on earth live for a reason, without a reason, people loose faith in life, loose hope, dreams and the strength to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, many people end their life hopelessly, tragically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life.......&lt;br /&gt;What is your meaning to life?&lt;br /&gt;What have you achieve so far?&lt;br /&gt;Are you satisfied with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, life has only just began&lt;br /&gt;It is only the beginning, the start, the bottom of the ladder&lt;br /&gt;I still got a long way to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Well, because in 2002 I found my life, I found my reason for living,&lt;br /&gt;I gave my life to this man call Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;That it self has changed my view of life,&lt;br /&gt;My perspective,&lt;br /&gt;I now I know my reason for living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And now the let the weak say I have strength&lt;br /&gt;By the spirit of power that raised  Christ from the dead&lt;br /&gt;And now let the poor stand and confess&lt;br /&gt;That my portion is  Him and I'm more than blessed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that statement it self gave me strength,&lt;br /&gt;Gave me so much more to live for,&lt;br /&gt;I consider my self once lost, and now found&lt;br /&gt;I finally found hope, found life, found all I need&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted to find in life, I found in Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats my life, thats all I'm living for&lt;br /&gt;And thats, my life story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats your life story about? What are you living for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-3014007985329413540?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/3014007985329413540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=3014007985329413540&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/3014007985329413540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/3014007985329413540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/05/ones-life-story.html' title='One&apos;s Life Story'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SConAoCjCbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Sj11D_zBHas/s72-c/life.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-6956975528078189580</id><published>2008-05-12T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T01:32:20.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day To Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SCctfYCjCXI/AAAAAAAAABc/stT8CS7hFkQ/s1600-h/377561098_4eadcc3486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SCctfYCjCXI/AAAAAAAAABc/stT8CS7hFkQ/s320/377561098_4eadcc3486.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199174311874857330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is the official day that I'm not available anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Sign, Seal, Chop, and SIRIMed!!! Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy? Haha, waited for so long for this day to come...&lt;br /&gt;Been through so many highs and low, mistake after mistake,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm glad it all pays off....&lt;br /&gt;What a day to start of my holiday ^-^&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/1997944248837474493-6956975528078189580?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/6956975528078189580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=6956975528078189580&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/6956975528078189580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/6956975528078189580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-to-remember.html' title='The Day To Remember'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SCctfYCjCXI/AAAAAAAAABc/stT8CS7hFkQ/s72-c/377561098_4eadcc3486.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-5736543962473648397</id><published>2008-05-10T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T00:49:35.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>My Beautiful Life</title><content type='html'>I'm down, angry, no mood to even eat my supper that I bought&lt;br /&gt;Why? Why everything has to be so perfect? What if one day the bubble breaks?&lt;br /&gt;Then how? Panic?&lt;br /&gt;All I have is all I can give, I'm doing all I can to do what I should&lt;br /&gt;But why do you have to keep comparing the past and presence?&lt;br /&gt;They are both different thing with different issue, and different solution to them&lt;br /&gt;Is not the same, so its not fair to me too, if you are going to compare them both!&lt;br /&gt;I wish I would be brave enough to do it, to do the things that you request&lt;br /&gt;All I'm asking is time, but it seems that I have push time for way too long&lt;br /&gt;Until you got fed up with waiting....I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I hope it all ends soon....&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of hearing her name, so don't mention it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life....The ups and downs of it.....haiz......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-5736543962473648397?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/5736543962473648397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=5736543962473648397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/5736543962473648397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/5736543962473648397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-beautiful-life.html' title='My Beautiful Life'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-4496932874480049972</id><published>2008-05-08T14:11:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T15:09:25.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asthma'/><title type='text'>Story About My Lung</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SCKi4ELGTtI/AAAAAAAAABM/NQjQj5QaV6I/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SCKi4ELGTtI/AAAAAAAAABM/NQjQj5QaV6I/s320/Image035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197896004015640274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome to the dark side!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (Darth Vader, My version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ever heard of asthma? Yup thats right, "&lt;b&gt;Asthma&lt;/b&gt; is a chronic condition involving the respiratory system in which the airways occasionally constricts, becomes inflamed, and is lined with excessive amounts of mucus, often in response to one or more triggers."-&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asthma"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A change of environment thats what triggers my asthma. I've been living in kl for the past 2 years of my studies, and whenever I come back for holiday, or for a day or two, I might get asthma. Well, because I have pets at my house, 4 cats to be exact, and because I'm not use to the environment back here, my asthma develop again. Asthma patients are allergic to pets, especially to the fur of cats and dogs. The last time I had asthma was during early secondary or late primary schooling days. Thats it, ever since then I never have it, but who knows that I would be struck by asthma again...nearly after 10 years....sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SCKjDELGTuI/AAAAAAAAABU/fOLdZuEk2wg/s1600-h/470px-Asthma_before-after.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 147px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SCKjDELGTuI/AAAAAAAAABU/fOLdZuEk2wg/s320/470px-Asthma_before-after.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197896192994201314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Go to wikipedia to get a better picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well this is what happen when some one gets asthma....&lt;br /&gt;Okay try this little experiment, use a clip to clip your nose, and breath through a straw....yup thats right, thats kinda how I feel when I get asthma....is like I'm trying all I can to gasp for air, but thats the only amount of air I get....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my parents decide to take me to hospital yesterday, I'm all better now....I'm able to breath again....but the side effect of inhaling the gas is still there, my hands are shaky, body feels like falling apart, and not much strength to do anything.....but at least that my asthma is gone, for now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readers, I have one request, please pray for me that my asthma will not develop again, and for those who prayed for me, thanks a lot!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-4496932874480049972?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/4496932874480049972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=4496932874480049972&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/4496932874480049972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/4496932874480049972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/05/story-about-my-lung.html' title='Story About My Lung'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SCKi4ELGTtI/AAAAAAAAABM/NQjQj5QaV6I/s72-c/Image035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-3562804829733199273</id><published>2008-05-04T05:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T05:44:21.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morning'/><title type='text'>Early Morning</title><content type='html'>Nose feeling itchy, throat feeling sticky,&lt;br /&gt;wakeup to the sound of the "morning call",&lt;br /&gt;it is 5.28am, me sneezing with the sound that echoed my whole room,&lt;br /&gt;"am I sick?" I taught to myself, well maybe I am,&lt;br /&gt;hai....ants crawling all over my table because I left an empty pudding cup there,&lt;br /&gt;couldn't even bother to kill them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a morning I had...&lt;br /&gt;Feel like having my breakfast in starbucks later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-3562804829733199273?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/3562804829733199273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=3562804829733199273&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/3562804829733199273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/3562804829733199273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/05/early-morning.html' title='Early Morning'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-4748694607557378910</id><published>2008-05-02T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T22:16:20.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='?'/><title type='text'>A Good Way to Release Stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;?&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;Click The Question Mark :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &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/1997944248837474493-4748694607557378910?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/4748694607557378910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=4748694607557378910&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/4748694607557378910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/4748694607557378910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-way-to-release-stress.html' title='A Good Way to Release Stress'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-4234015814609938767</id><published>2008-04-28T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T18:36:23.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><title type='text'>Oh...what a monday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SBWojGq7x-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/KZXObGZEHwA/s1600-h/sleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SBWojGq7x-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/KZXObGZEHwA/s320/sleep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194243066281314274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tired, so tired.....even after I slept early yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;today whole day went out to government office to do IC, driving license and other errant that have to be done....&lt;br /&gt;hai...it feels like my eye lids are about to drop  or peel off....my eyes are like stones....so heavy....&lt;br /&gt;Sleep sleep sleep....I wanna sleep....good night....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-4234015814609938767?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/4234015814609938767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=4234015814609938767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/4234015814609938767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/4234015814609938767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/2008/04/ohwhat-monday.html' title='Oh...what a monday!!'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SBWojGq7x-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/KZXObGZEHwA/s72-c/sleep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-2284333717229224206</id><published>2008-04-26T00:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T18:07:26.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wallet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ic'/><title type='text'>Pls Come Back, 我的钱包！</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SBIfemq7x7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/RWy79PvGxWQ/s1600-h/P1010018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SBIfemq7x7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/RWy79PvGxWQ/s320/P1010018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193247930948765618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you seen this IC? Pls return it to me&lt;br /&gt;(that's not me by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pengadu Menyatakan:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pada 24/04/08 jam lebih kurang 0400 semasa saya berada di Center Point Bandar Utama di dalam kedai Mc Donald, beg duit saya telah terjatuh. Dalam beg duit tersebut mengandungi barang-barang seperti Kad Pengenalan, lesen memandu kelas D, kad ATM CIMB bank dan wang tunai RM40/-. Lain-lain barang belum pasti lagi. Tujuan Saya buat laporan untuk rujukan pihak yang berkenaan. Sekian laporan saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Pros and Cons of loosing your wallet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Pros:- You get free food from friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;          - Your pocket feels lighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;          - Don't need to worry about getting rob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;          - You'll get a freshly baked IC from the government office which you have to wait for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;              hours(maybe years) to get a new one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;         - And best of all, just go to a police station and claim that you're an illegal immigrant and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;            they'll ship you out of the country for a LONG HOLIDAY in no time!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cons:- Can't choose your choice of food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;           - Have to rely on a walking ATM(if there's any)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;           - You'll start missing your IC even thou is ugly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;            - You're precious love letters and folded love notes are gone, FOREVER!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;            - Seriously, the police might ship you out of the country with other illegal immigrant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;              (destination depends on how you look)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, pls take good care of your wallet.   :)&lt;div 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我的钱包！'/><author><name>MaximumJon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688306469292029692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SMVYlj7c0hI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1_vEP5HfJfU/S220/MXJ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4CLB3JPQf9c/SBIfemq7x7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/RWy79PvGxWQ/s72-c/P1010018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1997944248837474493.post-3914435627559868928</id><published>2008-04-25T03:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T14:58:13.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beginning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='welcome'/><title type='text'>Cutting The Red Ribbon...Opening Ceremony</title><content type='html'>25th of April, 2008&lt;br /&gt;Mark the day that my new blog is alive&lt;br /&gt;Back ache, tired and exhausted from all the tiredness of homework and sleepless night&lt;br /&gt;Holiday is here, finally....I can relax and catch up with things that I have left behind in hometown&lt;br /&gt;Ah...it's been two years since I study here...&lt;br /&gt;The ups and down of everyday makes my life more beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long has time gone, long have I forgotten about time&lt;br /&gt;Memory and pictures are all that was left of the past, disconnected by my studies&lt;br /&gt;Long have I wanted a holiday, long have I waited for this day&lt;br /&gt;Like a bear I'm hibernating my self from assignments and homework for 5months the least&lt;br /&gt;The sweet smell of freedom is here again, I can feel it&lt;br /&gt;Imagining that I'm standing in front of my blog, seeing it was ready to type&lt;br /&gt;Cut the red ribbon and welcome everyone for the first time&lt;br /&gt;Pour champagne and enjoy the sweet taste of liquor........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome readers to my new blog, stay for awhile and come back for me, for this is just the beginning....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1997944248837474493-3914435627559868928?l=maximumjon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maximumjon.blogspot.com/feeds/3914435627559868928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1997944248837474493&amp;postID=3914435627559868928&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/3914435627559868928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1997944248837474493/posts/default/3914435627559868928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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