<?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-6159567361023322718</id><updated>2012-02-02T18:24:13.838+08:00</updated><category term='Movies'/><category term='Geng Pakciks'/><category term='Where it all begins.'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Books Review'/><title type='text'>A Mind Of Its Own</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>194</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-4093935097676372946</id><published>2012-01-31T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T18:23:27.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geng Pakciks'/><title type='text'>Gunung Jerai with Pakciks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yKM0hOPPZIo/TyUdgNZRYrI/AAAAAAAAA0c/WJFp8FOQTj8/s1600/GUNUNG+JERAI.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yKM0hOPPZIo/TyUdgNZRYrI/AAAAAAAAA0c/WJFp8FOQTj8/s320/GUNUNG+JERAI.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've just read an article that UN has come out with a statistic that stated Malaysia is the 9th Most Visited Country in 2011. Hurray! 'Some' Malaysians love condemning the tourism people for spending a lot but it seems that this fact by UN didn't get them interested?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mkt.unwto.org/sites/all/files/docpdf/unwtohighlights11enhr.pdf"&gt;(Source)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyhow, 2 weeks back me and my Geng Pakciks went to Jerai Hill in Kedah for hiking. Jerai is almost 1000m height. I know that it would be difficult, but as I said previously, time with my Pakciks are moments that you need to cherished every moments I could. So I was up for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;With a start, there are 1000 stairs that we need to go through before starting the hiking. But having a weak knee does not help at all. I'm truly sorry to Pakciks for them to bear with me waiting while I got myself up the hill, but seriously the pain was too much :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The route&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;after the stairs is okay though. Sometimes it is steep, while some places are not. Still I would need to stop for once in a while (Sorryyyy again). Along the path, there are some kind of weird 'words' that were tagged on trees which I believe was the 'jin' or 'bunian' which were released by their masters as some people said this place was widely known for that purpose. Seram kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But the scenery, the structure and color is breathtaking. The trees are sometimes contrast in color even they are the same kind. That is simply weird, but interesting though. Many big, I mean BIG trees which must have been hundreds of years there. As it gets higher, the temperature seems to reduce and before reaching the peak, you'll meet again with stairs which are not as steep as the one at the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And at last, at the peak, at the summit of Jerai, I finally get it through! Hip hip, hurray! On top of the hill, there is a Residence Hotel. A nice place where you can see the paddy fields and seas. Superb. There are restaurants where you can enjoy meals (which I don't have the chance as the place were full) and mosque. &lt;i&gt;Penat semua dah tak rasa bila sampai atas&lt;/i&gt;, it feels worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;After performing Zohor prayer, we decided to get down as we planned to go for a swim at the foot of Jerai. Believe me, going down is not as easy as climbing up. The pain on my knees was twice as before. I was tryingggg soo SUPER DUPER hard not to complain or moan as these Pakciks were moving quite quick and it would break my heart to&amp;nbsp;disappoint&amp;nbsp;them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I didn't remember how long did we take to go down, but when a lady at a stall asked the time we take to go up, Encik Nine answered with an&amp;nbsp;exaggerated answer, and of course, the lady was amazed. Hehe.&amp;nbsp;He thought the lady was asking about the time we went down. Tapi serba salah nak betulkan, biarkan je. Bagi that lady seronok, Nine pun seronok... Hihi.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Instead of swimming, we simply 'took a bath' at the stream. Going there for a swim is something I would not suggest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I know these Pakciks will MOST PROBABLY took a lesser time if I was not around but I'm 200% sure that they didn't mind at all, but still, I feel bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Maybe I should put a second thought next time to join this kind of activity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;p.s. Waiting patiently for our Pakciks trip to Vietnam :-)&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/6159567361023322718-4093935097676372946?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/4093935097676372946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=4093935097676372946&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4093935097676372946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4093935097676372946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2012/01/gunung-jerai-with-pakciks.html' title='Gunung Jerai with Pakciks!'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yKM0hOPPZIo/TyUdgNZRYrI/AAAAAAAAA0c/WJFp8FOQTj8/s72-c/GUNUNG+JERAI.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-3319970963657742428</id><published>2012-01-25T15:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T08:40:44.578+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Visit Perak 2012 - Sungai Klah Hotspring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b82iKRPTLnM/Tw70Sq_SHJI/AAAAAAAAA0E/7LKUkGmEtv8/s1600/SG.+KLAH+HOTSPRING.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b82iKRPTLnM/Tw70Sq_SHJI/AAAAAAAAA0E/7LKUkGmEtv8/s320/SG.+KLAH+HOTSPRING.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And my journey continues! Next trip - Sungai Klah Hotsprings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Located about 10 minutes drive from the exit of Sungkai (PLUS highway), this place is also known as Felda Hosprings. The entrance is RM12/person and you can go to various pool, from cold mountain streams to hotsprings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My department held our Family Day here. There is a package where you can find chalets to stay, games that they could organized, lunch or dinner treat etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sungai Klah Hotsprings is one of the hottest points in Malaysia, where there is 1 point which has been converted into a egg boiling pool. You can buy eggs to boil them, and instruction on how you wanted them to be boiled, 1/4 boiled, 1/2 boiled or hard boiled. It depends on how long you put those eggs inside the pool.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Plus, there is also a reflexology features, where the jutting stones under the water can help the blood's circulation in our body. A&amp;nbsp;colleague of mine said that if you managed to go through the reflexology route without any much pain, then you're in good shape. However, if you don't, then there is something wrong with your body. I'm not sure about that though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You can visit the water theme park surrounding the hotsprings which is the 'hot stuff' of Sungai Klah especially to kids. Maybe the park is not as fancy as Sunway Lagoon or Bukit Merah, but Sungai Klah Hotsprings can definitely offer more with its hotspring pools at many levels of temperature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Listed as one of the icon of Perak, Sungai Klah Hotspring is definitely an amazing getaway for families to chill.&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/6159567361023322718-3319970963657742428?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3319970963657742428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=3319970963657742428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/3319970963657742428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/3319970963657742428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2012/01/visit-perak-2012-sungai-klah-hotspring.html' title='Visit Perak 2012 - Sungai Klah Hotspring'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b82iKRPTLnM/Tw70Sq_SHJI/AAAAAAAAA0E/7LKUkGmEtv8/s72-c/SG.+KLAH+HOTSPRING.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-2821080828948916431</id><published>2012-01-16T08:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T08:11:30.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warkah Terakhir Rosli Dhoby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-usiJWDr0rcc/TxKSXn81qwI/AAAAAAAAA0U/To3y8tkaik0/s1600/warkah+terakhir+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-usiJWDr0rcc/TxKSXn81qwI/AAAAAAAAA0U/To3y8tkaik0/s320/warkah+terakhir+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I was watching a malay drama last Sunday, Kashaf Imani. I didn't get the chance to watch the ending of the telemovie as we had a guest at our home. So I googled it and I found this drama series, Warkah Terakhir Rosly Dhoby on youtube. It was played by the same actor of Kashaf Imani, Beto Kusyairy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's a true story on a 17 years old Rosli Dhoby, intelligent with nationalist spirit. He was keen to build up the Sarawakians when he started to volunteer becoming a part time teacher at Sekolah Rakyat (People's school) for free. He then joined the PPM, a party fighting for the Sarawakians against the British, then he was pulled in to join Rukun 13, a&amp;nbsp;subsidiary&amp;nbsp;of PPM which the approach was rather different which was to fight with blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The drama also slotted in the elements of family ties, friendship and love in Rosli Dhoby's life and how was everyone got affected by the decision when Rosli Dhoby finally was 'forced' the Rukun 13 &amp;nbsp;to kill the British Governor in Sarawak on the 3rd of December 1949. He was then charged for murder and executed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Menuntut ilmu itu juga adalah jihad"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I might not agree how Rukun 13 (Pak Bujang, Ramli and Morshidi) on getting Rosli Dhoby to be involved in the movement of Rukun 13, as to me, Rosli Dhoby was already a jihadist, a hero on building knowledge among the Sarawakians children. He&amp;nbsp;voluntarily be a teacher at a Sekolah Rakyat (People's school) where the Sarawakians sent their children to school for free. Rukun 13&amp;nbsp;might get someone else instead. I believe he could do more. But anyhow, I could not judge more as the&amp;nbsp;experience was of course different back then.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The sacrifices made by Rosli Dhoby was huge and it is&amp;nbsp;embarrassing for us today to claim what had we done for this beloved country. It would be tiny as to compare to his, and he was only 17. Rosli Dhoby was truly a hero, a nationalist to the Sarawakians, and of course, to Malaysians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So guys, please take good care of the country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's not easy to be where we are now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well done Beto Kusyairy. You really made me feel. Great acting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This drama series is by far the best one so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Al-Fatihah to Rosli Dhoby. Semoga perjuangannya diterima Allah SWT dan ditempatkan di kalangan orang-orang yang beriman.&lt;/i&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/6159567361023322718-2821080828948916431?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2821080828948916431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=2821080828948916431&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2821080828948916431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2821080828948916431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2012/01/warkah-terakhir-rosli-dhobi.html' title='Warkah Terakhir Rosli Dhoby.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-usiJWDr0rcc/TxKSXn81qwI/AAAAAAAAA0U/To3y8tkaik0/s72-c/warkah+terakhir+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-4514111005088686681</id><published>2012-01-15T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T15:12:46.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7nv0NguZQ80/TxJ4TAssH0I/AAAAAAAAA0M/5kUOZuQsWsI/s1600/freedom.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7nv0NguZQ80/TxJ4TAssH0I/AAAAAAAAA0M/5kUOZuQsWsI/s320/freedom.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We are moving to a world where everyone was fighting for freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But how actually do you define freedom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Freedom is too subjective. Everything we do has a restriction of limit or border with rules and regulations. It's just how far would you put those lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Perlakuan manusia tanpa peraturan dan had akan membawa kepada ... "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I would not write much on this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Let the world decide.&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/6159567361023322718-4514111005088686681?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/4514111005088686681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=4514111005088686681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4514111005088686681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4514111005088686681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2012/01/freedom.html' title='Freedom.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7nv0NguZQ80/TxJ4TAssH0I/AAAAAAAAA0M/5kUOZuQsWsI/s72-c/freedom.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-2607111765804674765</id><published>2012-01-11T18:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T19:55:40.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahasiswa Kita.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8TTuZnXKrFI/Tw1QVvpVs4I/AAAAAAAAAz0/_lKCz6t0JZw/s1600/mahasiswa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8TTuZnXKrFI/Tw1QVvpVs4I/AAAAAAAAAz0/_lKCz6t0JZw/s320/mahasiswa.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Beberapa hari lepas, seorang mahasiswa di sebuah IPTA telah digantung pengajian selama 3 semester gara-gara tindakannya menurunkan bendera gambar seorang pemimpin parti politik di PWTC. Semuanya disebabkan rasa tak puas hati kerana tiada pemansuhan terus AUKU. Then ada juga tunjuk perasaan di IPTA pelajar tersebut kerana sebab yang sama. Nak letak gambar 'mahasiswa-mahasiswa' ni punya aksi, tapi tak sampai hati. Walaupun tak terlibat, tapi sendiri pun rasa malu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Saya tak nak cerita pasal politik. It's up to you. Kau nak sokong biru ke, hijau ke, merah ke, pink ke... tak kisah. Tu semua pendirian ideologi masing-masing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tapi satu je saya nak merayu. Boleh tak habiskan belajar dulu?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dapatkan kerja, boleh sara keluarga, bagi duit kat mak ayah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Lepas tu nak tunjuk perasaan ramai-ramai kat tengah jalan ke, berarak kat highway PLUS dari Bukit Kayu Hitam sampai JB ke, up to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tau tak kenapa masyarakat Islam kat dunia ni ketinggalan dan tak maju?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pasal tak ada ilmu. Semua orang tau, ayat pertama Al-Quran yang turun pun 'Baca'. Suruh kita tuntut ilmu. Tapi kita sibuk nak berpolitik. Kita lupa ilmu tu lah senjata utama, bukan tunjuk perasaan. Bila kita dah ada ilmu, nak buat apa pun boleh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Kesian gila tengok orang kita sekarang ni. Hanya berilmu kat politik. Benda-benda ilmiah lain pulak tercorot. Peratusan orang Islam kat Malaysia ni cecah 60%, tapi hanya menguasai ekonomi dalam 20%.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kesian. Sangat kesian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oklah, cukup luahan sampai sini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sekian.&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/6159567361023322718-2607111765804674765?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2607111765804674765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=2607111765804674765&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2607111765804674765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2607111765804674765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2012/01/mahasiswa-kita.html' title='Mahasiswa Kita.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8TTuZnXKrFI/Tw1QVvpVs4I/AAAAAAAAAz0/_lKCz6t0JZw/s72-c/mahasiswa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-7671721968304000222</id><published>2011-12-28T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T19:15:52.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Visit Perak 2012 - Pulau Pangkor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gQemmHY30m0/TvnWtIo6bJI/AAAAAAAAAzg/onR9otOebIM/s1600/PANGKOR1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gQemmHY30m0/TvnWtIo6bJI/AAAAAAAAAzg/onR9otOebIM/s320/PANGKOR1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Do you know next year will a Visit Perak year? If not, then you must living in cave. You are lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, in conjunction with Visit Perak 2012, I am launching my very own Perak Tour and and tell you how amazing actually Perak is!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Yeah, clap clap. Kaboom kaboom (This is the sound of fireworks, just so you know my launching is super happening).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, even 2 weeks before the new year arrive, my tour had actually kicked off. Me and buddy went to Pangkor Island! Even there's not much excitement as Pangkor is near to my home, I still can't deny Pangkor is still one of the island with many beautiful beaches around. Yay, Pangkor! See how excited I am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;To get there, you can either use Marina Island to get on a ferry or from Lumut. Marina Island is a new place without much happening around, though the distance to Pangkor is quicker, which a ferry only take about 15 minutes to get there with safer parking space and less crowd. Compare to Lumut, which a ferry needs 45 minutes to Pangkor, limited parking and crowded jetty. However, I still chose Lumut as for my buddy, this is his first time to Pangkor. By going through Lumut, there's more to see, more to shop and during the 45 minutes trip, you can enjoy more time on the ferry going through Naval Base.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pangkor is rich with many chalets and hotels. Most of them are not that expensive. You can find a lot at Teluk Nipah and Bogak Beach. I selected a chalet at Teluk Nipah as that is the place for water activities that I've planned the next day. During this school holidays, usually the price would be a bit expensive compare to non peak seasons, but still, the chalet only cost me RM95 which is rather cheap. I would strongly suggest you make a reservation before you came since the peak season would invite so many tourists that these chalets usually will be fully occupied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We had drizzle at noon by the time we arrived, so we got ourselves to a nearby kopitiam near the jetty where now the commercial area is located. With new renovated shops houses, these place looks sophisticated with many choices of&amp;nbsp;souvenirs, clothes, satay fish and dried seafood. &amp;nbsp;We didn't get ourselves dried seafood there however as I had other places that I would recommend later. When the sun re-appear, we went to the Dutch Fort. There's nothing much here, but visiting this place is a must if you're in Pangkor. Missing this place is like you're not going to Big Ben when you're in London. Yes, this is the big ben of Pangkor. The iconic place o Pangkor I would say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;By the way, we got ourselves a rental motorcycle. You can book it when you buy your ferry ticket in Lumut, and it only cost you about RM35 for a day rent. It is so much easier to move around when you &amp;nbsp;have your own transport. And after getting ourselves around Pangkor on the bike, stopping by at the Bogak Beach where currently there is a lot of water activities compare to my previous visit and the fishermen's village, we got back to Teluk Nipah and had a little swim as it get a bit cloudy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Teluk Nipah is the IT place for Pangkor. The beach is beautiful, peaceful and calming. Watching sunset the side of the beach is priceless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rx47OJY2TdQ/TvneYH0loJI/AAAAAAAAAzs/qJqr4cRqahQ/s1600/PANGKOR2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rx47OJY2TdQ/TvneYH0loJI/AAAAAAAAAzs/qJqr4cRqahQ/s320/PANGKOR2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The next day, to avoid ourselves to get sunburn, we got ourselves out to the sea as early 7.30 in the morning. Then by 8.30, we went for kayaking for 45 minutes, and it only cost us RM10 per person. Cheap eh? Right after that, we went for a boat ride to&amp;nbsp;snorkeling&amp;nbsp;area. Only RM15 per person with no limit time. The place was a little bit crowded, but&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;worth it. After 1.5 hours snorkeling, the beach boy whom got us there took us around with his little boat to an awesome ride around Teluk Nipah. With that, both us only spend RM25/person for water activity. This is super cheap alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We got back to our chalet at noon, checked out and went to Pangkor Gallery ( a new place ), with some artifacts, old records, photos. You'll get to know new things on Pangkor which even I did not. Next we went to the seafood factory near the chinese village. This is the place I propose to get your shopping on seafood. This factory is rather cheap with variety of food. From fried seafood, seafood snacks to satay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We finally got on a ferry after&amp;nbsp;queuing&amp;nbsp;up for almost half an hour as many were going back as well. As what I can conclude, it is a beautiful island and totally affordable for you to come over with families. So spend some time and have a visit to this fascinating place, Pangkor.&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/6159567361023322718-7671721968304000222?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7671721968304000222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=7671721968304000222&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7671721968304000222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7671721968304000222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/12/visit-perak-2012-pulau-pangkor.html' title='Visit Perak 2012 - Pulau Pangkor.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gQemmHY30m0/TvnWtIo6bJI/AAAAAAAAAzg/onR9otOebIM/s72-c/PANGKOR1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-6005534671998303851</id><published>2011-12-27T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T21:40:56.987+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Don't Let Me Go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lEsXpQuKHu8" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well said.&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/6159567361023322718-6005534671998303851?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/6005534671998303851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=6005534671998303851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/6005534671998303851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/6005534671998303851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/12/dont-let-me-go.html' title='Don&apos;t Let Me Go.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lEsXpQuKHu8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-2908261961979625224</id><published>2011-12-24T15:14:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T15:45:22.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Service Is Not That Bad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PRtq8ZpU7L0/TvWC7MdF3YI/AAAAAAAAAzI/SKEdFQiMm-8/s1600/20111130_130531.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PRtq8ZpU7L0/TvWC7MdF3YI/AAAAAAAAAzI/SKEdFQiMm-8/s320/20111130_130531.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I was in Putrajaya last 2 weeks for a meeting and as usual, I arrived about 1 hour early. With nothing else in mind what to do while waiting, I decided to renew my identity card (IC). These days we Malaysians call it Mykad. The last time when I renewed mine was 10 years ago, I was 16 then. However, regulation stated that we need to update Mykad when we reach 21. So I was fined RM20. No complaint though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The service at the Registration Department was super quick. There is a procedure flow at the entrance that you would never get confused what to do next and I spent only about 15 minutes there to get my things done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My Mykad was suppose to be ready the nextday, however, as I would be back to Ipoh, they sent it to the registration office there, and 2 weeks after, I got my new Mykad!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TdpxPKMK8Cc/TvV-7CuQmHI/AAAAAAAAAy8/zmk-0pdlqTA/s1600/20111224_151535.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TdpxPKMK8Cc/TvV-7CuQmHI/AAAAAAAAAy8/zmk-0pdlqTA/s320/20111224_151535.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tadaaaa! See, our public service is not that bad, so stop being so negative.&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/6159567361023322718-2908261961979625224?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2908261961979625224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=2908261961979625224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2908261961979625224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2908261961979625224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/12/public-service-is-not-that-bad.html' title='Public Service Is Not That Bad.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PRtq8ZpU7L0/TvWC7MdF3YI/AAAAAAAAAzI/SKEdFQiMm-8/s72-c/20111130_130531.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-6778639203858556010</id><published>2011-12-22T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T19:05:53.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Mad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b4dINvqrcHE/TvMMdyMb9dI/AAAAAAAAAxY/FnJuy4Zjq3M/s1600/angry-birds-20101021-164826.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b4dINvqrcHE/TvMMdyMb9dI/AAAAAAAAAxY/FnJuy4Zjq3M/s320/angry-birds-20101021-164826.jpg" width="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am super mad that I don't know where to start. Someone was really trying to get on my nerve today and this would be a surprise to most of my colleagues as most of them never knew the other side of me.&amp;nbsp;Yes... I am the angry bird. Not this red one, but the super black one. Seriously...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So please don't test my patience as I know that both of us would be VERY sorry for what I would have done. I would make you suffer like that stupid green monster that stole the eggs. Duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ok, Jaffrey, jangan marah-marah. Dalam Islam tak digalakkan untuk kita marah pasal nanti hilang pertimbangan waras pemikiran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Daripada Abu Hurairah r.a. bahawasanya seorang lelaki berkata kepada Nabi s.a.w.“ Berwasiatlah kepadaku, “Lalu Nabi s.a.w menjawab: “Janganlah engkau menjadi seorang yang pemarah.” Orang itu mengulangi permintaan beberapa kali, Nabi s.a.w menjawab:“Janganlah engkau menjadi seorang yang pemarah.” - Hadith&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Riwayat al-Bukhari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Astarghfirullah Halazim...&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/6159567361023322718-6778639203858556010?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/6778639203858556010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=6778639203858556010&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/6778639203858556010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/6778639203858556010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/12/super-mad.html' title='Super Mad.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b4dINvqrcHE/TvMMdyMb9dI/AAAAAAAAAxY/FnJuy4Zjq3M/s72-c/angry-birds-20101021-164826.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-1706945860442381977</id><published>2011-12-14T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T20:36:43.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch At A Legendary Place.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HvUyzHb9_d8/TuiWLhQNqiI/AAAAAAAAAxM/Hl2wvncIkDE/s1600/legendary+restaurant.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HvUyzHb9_d8/TuiWLhQNqiI/AAAAAAAAAxM/Hl2wvncIkDE/s320/legendary+restaurant.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I went to for a site visit the other day at Tanjong Malim, Perak. And on our way there, we stopped by at a restaurant, which was recommended by&amp;nbsp;colleague of mine who was joining as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What makes this place so interesting is that, it opened exactly at 1.00 pm, and my friend said it would be closed at 2.00 pm, which made that restaurant opened only for 1 hour! And people will start to queue early before 1.00 pm to get in early! Giler lah. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The place is not that fancy, buruk je... nama kat papan tanda pun tak ada... but clean, and the customers came with luxurious cars. And of course, the food is not&amp;nbsp;disappointing. Ada ketam masak lemak, rendang ayam kampung, ayam goreng, ikan keli... Fuh. Marvelous lah!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Too bad, the place does not have a name. Weird kan? Papan tanda pon tak ada. So tak boleh laa nak bagi direction ke nama tempat. But if you're lucky, you'll find it. Best.&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/6159567361023322718-1706945860442381977?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1706945860442381977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=1706945860442381977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1706945860442381977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1706945860442381977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/12/lunch-at-legendary-place.html' title='Lunch At A Legendary Place.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HvUyzHb9_d8/TuiWLhQNqiI/AAAAAAAAAxM/Hl2wvncIkDE/s72-c/legendary+restaurant.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-4503055136928359562</id><published>2011-12-12T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T20:20:05.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are The Americans Blind?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4CbiZJDMWlI" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;[The Jews] knowingly perverted [the word of Allah], know of nothing except lies ... commit evil and become engrossed in sin. [Surah II, v. 71-85]&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/6159567361023322718-4503055136928359562?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/4503055136928359562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=4503055136928359562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4503055136928359562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4503055136928359562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/12/are-americans-blind.html' title='Are The Americans Blind?'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4CbiZJDMWlI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-6768376635950204053</id><published>2011-12-11T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T00:04:51.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geng Pakciks'/><title type='text'>My Awesome People.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MzrAJJGsW8w/TuN5O8huO_I/AAAAAAAAAxE/oL3oR6CFMZ8/s1600/pakciks.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MzrAJJGsW8w/TuN5O8huO_I/AAAAAAAAAxE/oL3oR6CFMZ8/s320/pakciks.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've just realized that I never did describe my awesome Geng Pakciks in any of my posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, we are a group of gang with 11 people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Actually how we called ourselves 'Geng Pakciks' remain mystery till today as it started during our 3rd year when everyone of us starts to call each other 'Pakcik'. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We got to know each other in 2004 when we were studying in the same school of our beloved University.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ierwan was my roommate. Nine was Ierwan's former lecture mate during matriculation, so Ierwan introduced me to him on the first day, and we became close. Then I got to know Nizam, my groupmate in Bahasa Malaysia class, and Haidi was his roommate, and I got to know him as well after that. Then Para and I became close when we started to plan for barbeque for our batch months after that. Para introduced me to Peje, and we studied Electronic Devices together on the next sem (which I ended up having that subject with the worst grade, but this not to blame you, Peje :p ). Amin was Peje's closest friend as they were roommates during matriculation. Nazul was joining the group later as he was in the PALAPES, which he turns out to be like a brother to me till today. Kechik was staying at the other college, but still, he hang out with us, doing assignments together, and as he was a PALAPES as well, he was&amp;nbsp;transferred&amp;nbsp;to our place the next semester. Amir was the latest to join, as he got close with Ierwan the next year, and we manage to get him on board. And there it goes, how 11 of us met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Being this important to me, the 11 of us hang out together on my birthday and during our 3rd year, I started to call this event as 'Annual Grand Meeting of Geng Pakciks'. And I believe that was the birth of this Gang. We went for trips, to Perlis, to Perak, Penang, Malacca and many other places. We hang out most of the time, at dinner time, games, lectures, classes, doing assignments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Being with these people, brings out the best out of me. They gave me confidence and joy. I feel secured and safe. Everything is 'literally' shared and I don't really mind spending more and I know they feel the same way too. With simple words, we are being ourselves when we were together. Full stop. That makes us, us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;After 7 years, 4 got married, the others will... hehe, but still, we remain close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We sees and e-mails each other always. Even now we have our own fund for future trips and also a trust fund for presents and gifts, representing us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Being in the group kept us close. Geng Pakciks make us feel obligated that we are a group of brotherhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;...And I am genuinely proud and thankful to be part of them, Geng Pakciks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&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/6159567361023322718-6768376635950204053?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/6768376635950204053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=6768376635950204053&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/6768376635950204053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/6768376635950204053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-awesome-people.html' title='My Awesome People.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MzrAJJGsW8w/TuN5O8huO_I/AAAAAAAAAxE/oL3oR6CFMZ8/s72-c/pakciks.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-7119441761097794041</id><published>2011-12-06T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T23:00:26.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harimau Malaya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-puQTC8BACkQ/Tt4rUbKceyI/AAAAAAAAAw8/nwNRF2Q_PVg/s1600/harimau+malaya.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-puQTC8BACkQ/Tt4rUbKceyI/AAAAAAAAAw8/nwNRF2Q_PVg/s320/harimau+malaya.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;All of a sudden, our national football team, The Harimau Malaya has become a proud brand to the Malaysians. Everyone was talking about them, on the radio, television, at work, on the street. The newscaster even wear the national jersey, the 1st time in history of 26 years! Harimau Malaya is the new IT thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Even with an unacceptable lost, the Malaysians still love them. The media is playing a big role on this. The propaganda on branding them is just sensational. Almost everyday I can listen to the radio discussing on their greatness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Of course, this is a really cool good thing. We need to be proud of our brand, don't we? And this is how it works. The media. It's a powerful tool to tell people what they should do, what they should think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Harimau Malaya is the NEXT BIG THING! Be prepared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tik Tok.&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/6159567361023322718-7119441761097794041?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7119441761097794041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=7119441761097794041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7119441761097794041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7119441761097794041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/12/harimau-malaya.html' title='Harimau Malaya.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-puQTC8BACkQ/Tt4rUbKceyI/AAAAAAAAAw8/nwNRF2Q_PVg/s72-c/harimau+malaya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-4786978181580312744</id><published>2011-11-29T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T20:13:50.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, ignorance is a bliss.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2fVhDqW0C2Q/TtTHxE-GbTI/AAAAAAAAAw0/rwDQogxkmmw/s1600/thinktoomuch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2fVhDqW0C2Q/TtTHxE-GbTI/AAAAAAAAAw0/rwDQogxkmmw/s320/thinktoomuch.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I mentioned 'sometimes' as what I meant is ignorance that is not being insensitive.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I always thought that I think too much, when actually it is something not to be&amp;nbsp;bothered. To ignore &amp;nbsp;is a valuable skill that is difficult to earn since to me, to get over something quickly will get you a better peaceful life. But at the same time, you learnt for your future actions and experience not to repeat anything that make you feel that way again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, stop thinking too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No one even care :-)&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/6159567361023322718-4786978181580312744?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/4786978181580312744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=4786978181580312744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4786978181580312744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4786978181580312744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/11/sometimes-ignorance-is-bliss.html' title='Sometimes, ignorance is a bliss.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2fVhDqW0C2Q/TtTHxE-GbTI/AAAAAAAAAw0/rwDQogxkmmw/s72-c/thinktoomuch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-747712570540689033</id><published>2011-11-26T14:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T14:37:46.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dead Sea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IO2ichbGkmk/TtCIGPHH32I/AAAAAAAAAws/V4WX6l8fPas/s1600/dead-sea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IO2ichbGkmk/TtCIGPHH32I/AAAAAAAAAws/V4WX6l8fPas/s320/dead-sea.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is the Dead Sea. Nope, never been there. It is located in Jordan, near Israel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Do you know the history of the Dead Sea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ayetler" style="background-color: white; clip: rect(auto auto auto auto); font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And Lut, when he said to his people, "Do you commit an obscenity not perpetrated before you by anyone in all the worlds? You come with lust to men instead of women. You are indeed a depraved people." (Qur'an, 7:80-81)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ayetler" style="background-color: white; clip: rect(auto auto auto auto); font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ayetler" style="background-color: white; clip: rect(auto auto auto auto); font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We rained down a rain upon them. See the final fate of the evildoers! (Qur'an, 7:84)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ayetler" style="background-color: white; clip: rect(auto auto auto auto); font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ayetler" style="background-color: white; clip: rect(auto auto auto auto); font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;[Our Messengers said to Lut,] "We will bring down on the inhabitants of this city a devastating punishment from heaven because of their deviance." We have left a Clear Sign of them behind for people who use their intellect. (Qur'an, 29:34-35)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ayetler" style="background-color: white; clip: rect(auto auto auto auto); font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ayetler" style="background-color: white; clip: rect(auto auto auto auto); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And I would not describe more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ayetler" style="background-color: white; clip: rect(auto auto auto auto); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Please don't let history repeats itself because of our stupidity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ayetler" style="background-color: white; clip: rect(auto auto auto auto); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Subhanallah.&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/6159567361023322718-747712570540689033?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/747712570540689033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=747712570540689033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/747712570540689033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/747712570540689033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/11/dead-sea.html' title='The Dead Sea.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IO2ichbGkmk/TtCIGPHH32I/AAAAAAAAAws/V4WX6l8fPas/s72-c/dead-sea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-2956970902821527234</id><published>2011-11-20T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T13:53:50.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite TV Series!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KerpSSTd99w/TskABzAXBaI/AAAAAAAAAwU/v8ghFK_qcOI/s1600/New-Girl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KerpSSTd99w/TskABzAXBaI/AAAAAAAAAwU/v8ghFK_qcOI/s320/New-Girl.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've new tv series interest, other than How I Met Your Mother. It's New Girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've been a fan of Zooey Deschanel since the film of Yes Man and 500 Days Of Summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The show is seriously&amp;nbsp;hilarious and the scene seems&amp;nbsp;spontaneous.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's about a girl, who decided to move in with 3 strangers whom at first were not that very fond of her, turned out to be her good buddies. It can be easily predicted that Jess, the new girl will soon &amp;nbsp;end up with one of the guy, Nick. A typical comedy. However, at the moment, it's how Jess is trying to get along with her new male housemates. I strongly suggest you people to watch this show at Star World every Saturday. Kelakar habis, serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xz_ZLsBroFI/TskC57Hs-0I/AAAAAAAAAwc/uVb7Mb9s4j8/s1600/how-i-met-your-mother.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xz_ZLsBroFI/TskC57Hs-0I/AAAAAAAAAwc/uVb7Mb9s4j8/s320/how-i-met-your-mother.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;How I Met Your Mother is to me, is the most brilliant TV show. How the writers arrange the story line is simply amazing, how you can relate every seasons' character and scene with each other. It all make sense! After watching 1 show, I could not wait to watch the next one to know what actually happens. It's not all about how Ted met his future wife, about the mysterious lady whom the clues about the identity came from time to time, it's about the friendship and love they shared. One word to describe How I Met Your Mother - Genius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8wqbmHppvXg/TskErRSs3BI/AAAAAAAAAwk/BkVWfLgXhY4/s1600/friends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="203" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8wqbmHppvXg/TskErRSs3BI/AAAAAAAAAwk/BkVWfLgXhY4/s320/friends.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But still, the ultimate best one out of all TV series, is definitely, Friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I could watch all the 10 seasons over and over again, remembering all the lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hardcore fan katakan. LoL.&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/6159567361023322718-2956970902821527234?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2956970902821527234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=2956970902821527234&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2956970902821527234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2956970902821527234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/11/favorite-tv-series.html' title='Favorite TV Series!'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KerpSSTd99w/TskABzAXBaI/AAAAAAAAAwU/v8ghFK_qcOI/s72-c/New-Girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-5512265243282642303</id><published>2011-11-14T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T20:41:45.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Instruction For Laptop Battery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's been a while since my last post. I've been extremely busy lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This post was in my page like forever but has never been posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;To at least have something, then here it goes. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ku0I_Vadm4/TsEL27408PI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Ci8LZBLQ7N0/s1600/19092011391.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ku0I_Vadm4/TsEL27408PI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Ci8LZBLQ7N0/s320/19092011391.jpg" width="261" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I bought a new laptop battery the other day and it costs me about RM200.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The life of a laptop battery is normally 2 years, exactly the life of my battery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So I had this tips of instruction that I would like to share with you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. Please discharge the battery to 3% then fully charged at the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. It is a must to turn off or recharge the battery if it discharges to 3% in normal operation. It is forbidden to discharge to 0%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3. Please fully recharge the battery if the power is gone within two-day, or it will be easily damaged or cannot be charged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4. It is a must to charge the battery above 50% before a long time storage (above 3 months) and the power cannot be lower than 50% or it will be easily damaged and cannot be charged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;5. Battery need a circle use frequently discharging to 3%, then full charging, once per two months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;6. If the battery use for long time and capability invalid (valid for 2 years) please take it out from laptop and stop using it to avoid the risk of fire explosion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6159567361023322718-5512265243282642303?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/5512265243282642303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=5512265243282642303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/5512265243282642303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/5512265243282642303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/11/instruction-for-laptop-battery.html' title='Instruction For Laptop Battery'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ku0I_Vadm4/TsEL27408PI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Ci8LZBLQ7N0/s72-c/19092011391.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-7159805800160739999</id><published>2011-11-08T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T00:21:00.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geng Pakciks'/><title type='text'>3rd Pakciks Junior~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zEYIGJMuPvI/Trf6xVvq-tI/AAAAAAAAAv8/dXTcvavXoEQ/s1600/perglish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zEYIGJMuPvI/Trf6xVvq-tI/AAAAAAAAAv8/dXTcvavXoEQ/s320/perglish.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's been a while since my last post about The Pakciks. Actually we've been meeting a lot but none has got into a post. So here we go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;During Deepavali holidays, five of us met in Perlis as it's babies time! Peje's first child was born last month, Alisya binti Faizal making her 3rd on list of Pakciks' junior after Qisha Nur Eryna binti Mohd Nazul Iqwan and Afi Danish bin Mohd Khairul Nizam. The Pakciks also has agreed to create a trust fund so that presents for new born babies and such can be handed over straight without any further discussion between us. Yay to Pakciks Trust Fund! So we got our little niece and nephew each a baby bag and clothes, and baby carrier for our first spending this time around, and will soon visit our Along, Qisha at Nilai for her birth present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This was not out first visit to Perlis, but we got lost in the middle of cornfield. Perlis is as big as one district, but the signboard and name are rather confusing as they use a name in term of the location of one place. For example, Belakang Kilang Beras (At the back of &amp;nbsp;the rice mills). Awkward, but quite unique. And on our way back, boleh pulak ambik risk untuk tak isi minyak sampai laa keluar warning. Cuak tahap cipan jugak lah, macam mana kalau jadi macam dalam movie-movie weirdo tu. Tapi Alhamdulillah, luckily we found a gas station near Gurun. Duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyhow, thank you Nizam and Peje for the treat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tak sabar rasanye nak cuti-cuti Pakciks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-55EMwaYzNPc/TrgFQgfKlFI/AAAAAAAAAwE/kpKJFtqVwok/s1600/pakciksjr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-55EMwaYzNPc/TrgFQgfKlFI/AAAAAAAAAwE/kpKJFtqVwok/s320/pakciksjr.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sekarang Pakciks Jr dah ada 3 ahli tetap :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&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/6159567361023322718-7159805800160739999?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7159805800160739999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=7159805800160739999&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7159805800160739999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7159805800160739999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/11/3rd-pakciks-junior.html' title='3rd Pakciks Junior~!'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zEYIGJMuPvI/Trf6xVvq-tI/AAAAAAAAAv8/dXTcvavXoEQ/s72-c/perglish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-8868393787298731161</id><published>2011-11-02T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T20:43:46.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be Someone Better.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mfSYPu7RVeY/TrErpuWb_CI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Uhf14g7GjgY/s1600/best+friends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mfSYPu7RVeY/TrErpuWb_CI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Uhf14g7GjgY/s320/best+friends.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When you found a friend who is dear to your heart, someone important, you will tend to change your personality and attitude without your own knowing, to suit the friend, so that both of you are comfortable with each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If your friend is sensitive, you'll turn to be someone who is very thoughtful so that you won't the friend's feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If your friend is caring, you'll take good care of yourself so that the friend won't worried too much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If your friend is funny, you'll learn to laugh, even it's a fake one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If your friend is beautiful, you'll try to make up and wear good clothes so that both of you will look good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If your friend hurts your feeling, then you'll learn how to forgive and to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If your friend got mad, then you learn how say sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In the end, you changed, to be someone better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And thanks to your friend, who didn't even realize what has your friend turned you into.&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/6159567361023322718-8868393787298731161?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8868393787298731161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=8868393787298731161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8868393787298731161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8868393787298731161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/11/to-be-someone-better.html' title='To Be Someone Better.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mfSYPu7RVeY/TrErpuWb_CI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Uhf14g7GjgY/s72-c/best+friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-702450337639942310</id><published>2011-10-30T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T23:42:06.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Childhood Heroes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pezRNTmHMBY/Tq1s9XbdusI/AAAAAAAAAvs/UlEJi57MTf8/s1600/flashman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pezRNTmHMBY/Tq1s9XbdusI/AAAAAAAAAvs/UlEJi57MTf8/s320/flashman.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My nephews and niece were home yesterday. The eldest was so obsessed with Ultraman that we had to sacrifice our routine show on TV for him to watch his superhero in action. I remember when I was about 8, I was super duperly in love with the Flashman. See the photo above? Yes, they were the Flash. .. .. .. Ok fine, saya malu. Sekian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyhow, there were a lot of superheroes like them back then, we had Maskman, Cybercop, Power Rangers (the original with Rita), Suria Baja Hitam. I know they sound ridiculous right now, even I really do not understand what is so great about them, at this age of 26. But they were really something to me, to my friends. We even play them after school! Maybe to adults, they were some kind of a joke, but to the kids, they were truly a legend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What I really want to know right now is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. Why must it always be Japan for the monster to attack?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. Is Ultraman an alien?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3. Why must there be a 'dancing' movement here and there to do your special power?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4. Why the monster did not attack the heroes while they were 'dancing' to their power?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;5. Why should they pose (like the flashman above) after changing to their 'awesome' pose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tak paham lah.&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/6159567361023322718-702450337639942310?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/702450337639942310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=702450337639942310&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/702450337639942310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/702450337639942310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/10/childhood-heroes.html' title='Childhood Heroes.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pezRNTmHMBY/Tq1s9XbdusI/AAAAAAAAAvs/UlEJi57MTf8/s72-c/flashman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-8689986932778811929</id><published>2011-10-28T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T22:56:06.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh Out Loud!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marilah bergelak ketawa sebentar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PulLhs0V8fA" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5ct3zgLJRZc" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha. Ni la Superhero paling bengong pernah dijumpai di dunia.&lt;br /&gt;Pasal tu saya suke Xmen. Sekian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-8689986932778811929?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8689986932778811929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=8689986932778811929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8689986932778811929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8689986932778811929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/10/laugh-out-loud.html' title='Laugh Out Loud!'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PulLhs0V8fA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-263785388169175752</id><published>2011-10-27T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T20:24:56.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summons!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YLmrE9tM7X0/TqlL9GZc0zI/AAAAAAAAAvI/XWw9JMNE0ks/s1600/saman.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YLmrE9tM7X0/TqlL9GZc0zI/AAAAAAAAAvI/XWw9JMNE0ks/s400/saman.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A month back, I was proud that I could announce that I never had summon driving this car within these 3 years. Sekali ambek kau, 2 saman terus kau dapat sebulan. Padan muke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bawak 121 km/j je pun. Sebb lak pakcik polis ni. Takpe, dah buat salah tu ngaku je lah. Lepas ni kene laa cruise kat 110km/j tepat. Pengajaran untuk kali ni. Berazam untuk tak kena saman lagi. Cet porahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;With the new policy of Polis DiRaja Malaysia sekarang ni, if you pay within 14 days after the summon was sent to you, then you'll get 50% discount, which is RM150. Kelam-kabut dengan penuh excited nya lah aku nak bayar saman, dan memandangkan saya ada seorang yang sangat berteknologi tinggi, jadi bayar pun mesti laa online. Using myeg.com.my was very convenient. Gune maybank2u boleh, cimbclicks boleh, visa dan macam-macam. Dan sangat pantas dan up-to-date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Habis RM300 bulan ni kat saman. Korang tau tak berapa pasang baju g2000 saya boleh beli dengan RM300? :'-(&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/6159567361023322718-263785388169175752?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/263785388169175752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=263785388169175752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/263785388169175752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/263785388169175752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/10/summons.html' title='Summons!'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YLmrE9tM7X0/TqlL9GZc0zI/AAAAAAAAAvI/XWw9JMNE0ks/s72-c/saman.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-8881919516554787321</id><published>2011-10-24T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T21:59:19.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movies Reviews. Part 3.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes people, I'm so lame that I only could do 4 movies in the past 5 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've been extremely busy that I have no time to go out. Lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ok. Let's start with the movie the latest I've watched.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Konon habis latest laa kau tengok.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strike style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2XrU8ZrAFLI/TqVj3GqBkkI/AAAAAAAAAug/CzR4vngsAd8/s1600/real+steel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2XrU8ZrAFLI/TqVj3GqBkkI/AAAAAAAAAug/CzR4vngsAd8/s320/real+steel.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Real Steel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Seriously, one of the best movie so far. It's a about a guy with his estranged son going into this robots boxing games. It all started because of money when after some time it turned out to be a once in a lifetime&amp;nbsp;experience for both of them, realizing what he had been missing over the years, his son. The way they mixed the emotions and the excitement of the game, is amazing. And the background music was not&amp;nbsp;disappointing&amp;nbsp;as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I will watch this movie again, and again, and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4.5/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qzLh83Gr6gQ/TqVnF7WpPzI/AAAAAAAAAuo/ODUJGXuOfus/s1600/johny+english.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qzLh83Gr6gQ/TqVnF7WpPzI/AAAAAAAAAuo/ODUJGXuOfus/s320/johny+english.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Johnny English, Reborn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Johnny English is literally, Mr.Bean. Except that he talks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Okay, maybe Johnny English is Mr.Bean's younger brother. Or maybe his step sister. Who knows? They are both British anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As always, Rowan Atkinson could never fail to make us laugh. All the scenes are&amp;nbsp;humorous that people can die laughing.&amp;nbsp;The story line is fresh and funny, what else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I only could remember that I laugh so hard all the way, from minute one, till the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H_IxZddYJRg/TqVoieFIbuI/AAAAAAAAAuw/r9wLFJ0AOr8/s1600/nur+kasih.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H_IxZddYJRg/TqVoieFIbuI/AAAAAAAAAuw/r9wLFJ0AOr8/s320/nur+kasih.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Nur Kasih, The Movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Okey, tak malu ke letak movie yang bulan 5 dulu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyhow, as I mentioned during the previous post, Nur Kasih is the long-waited movie that I really like to watch. It's just because the drama series are just too good that I can't be left out from the movie. Believe it or not, I went watching this movie alone, in the middle of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nanti pergi dengan kawan nangis kan malu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The movie was not as good as the series though. But not that&amp;nbsp;disappointing. Nur and Adam were a combination of bad luck couple. I mean, the worst. I wonder whether they were good for each other, because they were tested with many obstacles. Seriously, I would give up if I were them. And what made me so curious is that almost all other characters during the drama series are gone! Gone with wind~! Mungkin tak mampu nak bayar banyak sangat pelakon dalam satu movie. Anyhow, the ending was good tho. Nasib baik Tiz Zaqyah cantik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sfxyNYtowJs/TqVuPOsDxNI/AAAAAAAAAu4/p90a85hJUrI/s1600/xmen+first+class.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sfxyNYtowJs/TqVuPOsDxNI/AAAAAAAAAu4/p90a85hJUrI/s320/xmen+first+class.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;X-Men First Class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;X-Men has always been my favorite heroes. I liked Cyclops and Gene the most. But that does not apply in this movie because X-Men First Class is when Prof X and Magnetto are BFFs. Haha. This movie made all the rest of X-Men movies make sense. It completes them all. If you're really a fan of X-Men, this is absolutely a movie that you must watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The best X-Men movie so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&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/6159567361023322718-8881919516554787321?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8881919516554787321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=8881919516554787321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8881919516554787321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8881919516554787321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/10/movies-reviews-part-3.html' title='Movies Reviews. Part 3.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2XrU8ZrAFLI/TqVj3GqBkkI/AAAAAAAAAug/CzR4vngsAd8/s72-c/real+steel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-7016442012589082084</id><published>2011-10-17T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T21:12:44.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empat Gadis Bercerita.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pb2ziSGt-DY/TpwnngLyVPI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/6v4UVF7sXQ8/s1600/little_girl_flower.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pb2ziSGt-DY/TpwnngLyVPI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/6v4UVF7sXQ8/s320/little_girl_flower.png" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Lisa Surihani: Comel gila budak pompuan tu tengah makan ke'r'opok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Siti Nurhaliza: A ah, tengok lah reben dia... alah alah, comelnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fazura : Baju pun matching tengok, pink-pink biru gitu. Suke...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Maya Karin : Kulit pun putih-putih gebu... dah besar mesti cantik macam I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;**tiba-tiba budak perempuan tu buang plastik keropok tu kat tepi jalan**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5MUmCvF95Y4/TpwpIonmmQI/AAAAAAAAAuY/HCv-R02oeTY/s1600/ugly+girl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5MUmCvF95Y4/TpwpIonmmQI/AAAAAAAAAuY/HCv-R02oeTY/s200/ugly+girl.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Lisa Surihani : Amboi, tengok 'r;ambut budak tu, kusut macam tak syampoo sejak lahi'r'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Siti Nurhaliza : Dah la muka berbulu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fazura : Eeeh, jangan dekat dengan I, shuuuh... jijiks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Maya Karin : Rasa nak lempang je...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes kawan-kawan. Didik lah anak elok-elok. Comel macam mana pun anak tu, kalau perangai buruk, terus jadi hodoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sekian kisah hari ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&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/6159567361023322718-7016442012589082084?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7016442012589082084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=7016442012589082084&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7016442012589082084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7016442012589082084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/10/empat-gadis-bercerita.html' title='Empat Gadis Bercerita.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pb2ziSGt-DY/TpwnngLyVPI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/6v4UVF7sXQ8/s72-c/little_girl_flower.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-8256261040013656063</id><published>2011-10-12T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T20:57:09.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Until The End Of Time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OgKfYNdJgrc/TpWJNgicUAI/AAAAAAAAAt4/iNzQKT96gSM/s1600/sant-pere07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OgKfYNdJgrc/TpWJNgicUAI/AAAAAAAAAt4/iNzQKT96gSM/s320/sant-pere07.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Last week when I was in a flight, I sat next to an old British couple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;They were on their way back from holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The old lady was reading a book, while the old man wrote her immigration card, hold her bag and make sure she is not&amp;nbsp;interrupted. He made sure her bag was zipped properly, her left over food was put aside to his plate and reminded her to take her medicines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I know I was being this weird old couple stalker, but I could see how important she is to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I wish I could be like him. I know I can be like him, and I will be him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/84zVbHX7lVw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-8256261040013656063?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8256261040013656063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=8256261040013656063&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8256261040013656063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8256261040013656063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/10/until-end-of-time.html' title='Until The End Of Time.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OgKfYNdJgrc/TpWJNgicUAI/AAAAAAAAAt4/iNzQKT96gSM/s72-c/sant-pere07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-2684710665794126032</id><published>2011-10-09T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T23:43:47.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Europe Trip, Norway.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UjUrxClqWq4/TpG5GQgaSlI/AAAAAAAAAtw/qWUn5dbkLcY/s1600/norway.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UjUrxClqWq4/TpG5GQgaSlI/AAAAAAAAAtw/qWUn5dbkLcY/s320/norway.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Still on land of the vikings. It took me about 6 hours to get to Oslo from Stockholm, by train. Surprisingly there is no immigration check in between the countries.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As I thought Stockholm was cold, the temperature here in Oslo is even colder. In Stockholm and Oslo, the trees are yellowish as the winter is approaching.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Like Stockholm, the price of ever single thing here is ridiculously expensive. But in term of the buildings, Oslo has a little bit modern touch into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oslo was our last destination. It was a relief completing the trip and right after the last meeting wrapped up, the organizers had arranged us for a sight seeing tour. Luckily for us, we got to visit the place where&amp;nbsp;ski-jumping&amp;nbsp;was held and a park with thousands of nude sculpture with abstract messages about life, The Frogner Park. I realized that art and literature is very popular among the Europeans as they recognized their poet and artist for&amp;nbsp;remembrance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;On the 2nd day, before my flight back to London-Kuala Lumpur, I managed to go to the Vikings Museum. There are 3 viking ships inside and they simply amazed me on how &amp;nbsp;the ships from the 800AD can last that long till today. They even used screws like we do! To get to the museum, we took a bus and a ferry. Only 1 ticket is required to use all the public transport within 24 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We got back to London late in the evening before taking our flight back to Kuala Lumpur the next day. Visiting Europe is really once in a lifetime experience, a humbling one to know how great God creations are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Alhamdulillah.&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/6159567361023322718-2684710665794126032?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2684710665794126032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=2684710665794126032&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2684710665794126032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2684710665794126032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/10/europe-trip-norway.html' title='Europe Trip, Norway.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UjUrxClqWq4/TpG5GQgaSlI/AAAAAAAAAtw/qWUn5dbkLcY/s72-c/norway.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-283857834490226968</id><published>2011-10-08T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T00:44:31.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Europe Trip, Sweden.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FxETbLP2GZw/To8jO5lVJKI/AAAAAAAAAts/ChqRS268lu0/s1600/stockholm.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FxETbLP2GZw/To8jO5lVJKI/AAAAAAAAAts/ChqRS268lu0/s320/stockholm.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As I thought London was little bit warm, I was expecting the same with Stockholm as they are not &amp;nbsp;that far from each other. But I was totally wrong. I was shivering at the airport's immigration and this place was the coldest one I've ever been so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It took me about 2 hours flight to reach Stockholm from London and I spent 2 nights there. I didn't have much time to spend to have a look around here though as the schedule is quite pack. With total populations estimated around 800,000, Stockholm might not be as busy London is, but still, the old school persona is still there. It's a city with a character. Enjoying the scenery and the old township just blew me away. It's how they keep this heritage buildings for hundred of years is unbelievable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I manage to have a little chat with some students during our dinner at the Malaysian Embassy. I got to know that the tax here in Sweden is rather high, but almost everything with social development such as school and universities fees are supported by the Government. Maybe losing almost 40% to your total monthly income for taxing is nothing if have such facilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Almost everything here is ridiculously expensive. It's almost the double price from what you get in London. They said, if you want to save a little money, DIY (Do it yourselves). If converted, it's like you spend almost or maybe you can reach 100 ringgit per meal. The price of a fridge magnet is about 60kroner (RM30) which in London you can get the 1/5 of the price with the same quality. Shocking isn't it? No wonder they can come over to our place and spend only their 2 weeks saving for a 1 month vacation. So people, that is why having high income nation is really important.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I managed to get on a hop-on hop-off for couple of hours but I didn't have time to visit the places as time is running out fast. It's only for sight seeing purpose but the tour is priceless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I took a train to Oslo on my last day at Stockholm and got the chance to witness the view of the countryside of Sweden. The houses are rather small with typical&amp;nbsp;Scandinavian home (with white frame windows)&amp;nbsp;and their farms. Their forest is absolutely different from ours, mostly are pines.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sweden is a absolutely a beautiful country. Save money and have a visit over here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Simply amazing.&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/6159567361023322718-283857834490226968?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/283857834490226968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=283857834490226968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/283857834490226968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/283857834490226968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/10/europe-trip-sweden.html' title='Europe Trip, Sweden.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FxETbLP2GZw/To8jO5lVJKI/AAAAAAAAAts/ChqRS268lu0/s72-c/stockholm.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-278666141756211290</id><published>2011-10-06T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T21:56:00.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Europe Trip, United Kingdom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_um4DIxRoA/To2qlcEFZaI/AAAAAAAAAtk/WGhpdtkc9XY/s1600/uk.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_um4DIxRoA/To2qlcEFZaI/AAAAAAAAAtk/WGhpdtkc9XY/s320/uk.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I got this golden opportunity to join a business trip last week to Europe which include United Kingdom, Sweden and Norway for 7 days. For UK, I went to Birmingham on the first day and to London on the last 2 days. In between the trip was my days at Stockholm, Sweden and Oslo, Norway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;UK is always on the list of countries which I really loved to go. This is the country where my parents met and got married. So I have been listening to their stories since I was little about their life there. In fact, my aunt is currently living here too, in Wales with the rest of her family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;UK is really an old school country. A superb awesome old school country. London is like a heritage metropolitan. They cherish each of their old buildings which most have been renovated inside, but still, the original structure is kept fine. And I managed to get to the icons of the city like Big Ben, Tower of London, Westminster Abbey, National Museum and of course, the Buckingham Palace. Someone also told me that London has the oldest subway train system, yet it stills remain as one the best in the world, and that is totally true. Even without a silent and super fast train, I can go to each places easily without any assistance. The system is super friendly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Yerp, for a Malaysian, maybe travelling to London might be expensive, but you will think twice when you spent in Norway or Sweden. I'll get back to it at the next post about it. My mom kept on reminding me not to convert the Pounds to Ringgit whenever I'm buying something&amp;nbsp;over there. And after a week, I think that the price here is quite reasonable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;To find Halal food also is never a problem. You can find a lot of Muslim foreigners doing business here and a couple of Malaysians restaurant. In fact, you can easily do your prayer as many multifaith prayer room can be found around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__yXIBOsWqs/To2xonawc2I/AAAAAAAAAto/KOjIuH0gwJw/s1600/uk2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__yXIBOsWqs/To2xonawc2I/AAAAAAAAAto/KOjIuH0gwJw/s320/uk2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I took a train to Birmingham. It's about one hour plus trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The train go through some country area and it is simply amazing, but it's ashamed that I didn't spend much time here as I rush back to London after 4 hours to catch a plane to Stockholm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For the weather, it's kinda feel like Malaysia though as London is currently having her Indian Summer in middle of Fall, it was 30degree, and it is good. The sky is blue and I was sweating under my shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It was simply awesome.&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/6159567361023322718-278666141756211290?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/278666141756211290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=278666141756211290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/278666141756211290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/278666141756211290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/10/europe-trip-united-kingdom.html' title='Europe Trip, United Kingdom.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_um4DIxRoA/To2qlcEFZaI/AAAAAAAAAtk/WGhpdtkc9XY/s72-c/uk.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-3979703960572302122</id><published>2011-09-25T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T01:37:59.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Weird. Part 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QXwt-bO9J8U/Tn4VUZ9KdrI/AAAAAAAAAtg/3UZI5AmQmqg/s1600/blog2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QXwt-bO9J8U/Tn4VUZ9KdrI/AAAAAAAAAtg/3UZI5AmQmqg/s320/blog2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am a person that is very particular in clothes and wardrobe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything that is related to clothes need to be in place where I need them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The type of hanger that I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which part of the clothes if facing right and left inside the wardrobe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which clothes need to be hang, which need to be folded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How I like them to be folded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clothes need to be buttoned up etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I never like strangers to get into my wardrobe and simply hang any clothes inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, so I am weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again, who is not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-3979703960572302122?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3979703960572302122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=3979703960572302122&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/3979703960572302122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/3979703960572302122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-am-weird-part-2.html' title='I Am Weird. Part 2.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QXwt-bO9J8U/Tn4VUZ9KdrI/AAAAAAAAAtg/3UZI5AmQmqg/s72-c/blog2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-1561451171221218500</id><published>2011-09-20T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T23:12:54.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's An Obligation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/COx3AXKBbD8" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't see much on the this topic being raised, instead we Malaysians are busy politicking here and there, busy trying to change some 'history' to 'his story', and the national flag. Lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr Mahmoud Abbas will be trying to apply for United Nation membership this week, to&amp;nbsp;recognize&amp;nbsp;Palestine as a registered country. Instead, there are some objections from the "Champion of Democracy" claiming that it is a provocation against Israel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Palestine need 2/3 majority from all members of UN, which they don't seem to have any problem with that after most Asian, African, Arab and South America countries are supporting the application, but I wonder if United States will use it's Veto to block it. &amp;nbsp;We'll see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Recognition of&amp;nbsp;Palestinian State is an obligation, not an option!" - Erdogan, Turkey Prime Minister&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-1561451171221218500?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1561451171221218500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=1561451171221218500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1561451171221218500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1561451171221218500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-obligation.html' title='It&apos;s An Obligation.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/COx3AXKBbD8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-3275876634213126725</id><published>2011-09-19T16:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T16:24:25.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cakes Frenzy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Zi8tMxl3OU/Tnb6vkG4zJI/AAAAAAAAAtc/c4jGVHMMJnY/s1600/blogbirthday.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Zi8tMxl3OU/Tnb6vkG4zJI/AAAAAAAAAtc/c4jGVHMMJnY/s320/blogbirthday.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653982077263596690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love cakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever there is something to celebrate, I would buy cakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cakes represent happiness, excitement and celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, on my birthday last week, I got 4 cakes and dozens of cupcakes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gosh, I could not be happier! Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To family and friends, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for all your kind and overwhelming wishes, gifts... and cakes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm officially 26! Thank you Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-3275876634213126725?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3275876634213126725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=3275876634213126725&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/3275876634213126725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/3275876634213126725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/09/cakes-frenzy.html' title='Cakes Frenzy!'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Zi8tMxl3OU/Tnb6vkG4zJI/AAAAAAAAAtc/c4jGVHMMJnY/s72-c/blogbirthday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-5547437312426655097</id><published>2011-09-13T13:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T21:02:44.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Economy Status?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WGTDPZiM06M/Tm7rqchQQFI/AAAAAAAAAtU/ABEb86NhIMo/s1600/blog.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WGTDPZiM06M/Tm7rqchQQFI/AAAAAAAAAtU/ABEb86NhIMo/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651713696839254098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last week, for our third anniversary together, I get my boy a major service, new tires and timing belt. Kopak. But after what he had done for me so far, that is totally nothing. Imagine last month, we drove 2,500km for meeting purpose only, and that does not include the mileage for me to get home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, dear boy, thank you for everything and I hope you will last long so that we can venture the whole world together! Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Erm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is it true that car represents your economy status?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bigger and more luxury your car is, the better your position is financially?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not really sure on this, but it depends on individuals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To me, cars are liability. Their price reduced every single year. There is no point having BIG cars, but with empty pockets. Either with BMW, or Mercedez, or even with Proton, either way, I can go wherever I want. The actual goal is only to reach the destination. So kids &lt;i&gt;(bajet tua)&lt;/i&gt;, don't spend too much on your cars. You're not getting any richer by doing that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Happy 3rd birthday my boy, Proton Gen2 CPS. Esok kite jalan pegi KL ok."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-5547437312426655097?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/5547437312426655097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=5547437312426655097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/5547437312426655097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/5547437312426655097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/09/economy-status.html' title='An Economy Status?'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WGTDPZiM06M/Tm7rqchQQFI/AAAAAAAAAtU/ABEb86NhIMo/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-8735358059816146851</id><published>2011-09-10T10:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T17:27:44.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Gadget!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RLxqTEaBJ6E/TmrGci4ykSI/AAAAAAAAAtE/o5tHFSCNphk/s1600/20110910_090107.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RLxqTEaBJ6E/TmrGci4ykSI/AAAAAAAAAtE/o5tHFSCNphk/s320/20110910_090107.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650546876193345826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes people, I have new gadgets! Thanks to my mom and dad. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They got me a Samsung Tablet 10.1. It's an android, perhaps easier than Ipad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I'm trying to post my first blog using this awesome gadget, not as easy as it seems tho. Maybe it will take some time before I'll get used to it. This will help much as my life get mobiled. Believe it or not, I only spend 5nights in Ipoh last month. The rest includes Kuala Lumpur, Manjung and Penang, and I drove about 2500km for meeting purpose only that month. Dah laa puasa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyhow, thank you mama, baba!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-87js9zjaU/TmsaHs-VHSI/AAAAAAAAAtM/r0DNonFMvXs/s320/20110910_155017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eh, thank you to Celcom too! They gave me a Sony Walkman (with the pricetag too! o_O ) for downloading a caller ringtone. Ni yang sayang lebih kat Celcom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-8735358059816146851?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8735358059816146851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=8735358059816146851&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8735358059816146851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8735358059816146851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-gadget.html' title='New Gadget!'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RLxqTEaBJ6E/TmrGci4ykSI/AAAAAAAAAtE/o5tHFSCNphk/s72-c/20110910_090107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-8527202480282448703</id><published>2011-09-07T00:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T12:01:54.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books Review'/><title type='text'>Book Review - For One More Day (Mitch Albom)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5K3sPfHsMrM/TmZMiwTP1gI/AAAAAAAAAs0/jQYqNikEbLE/s1600/10929.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5K3sPfHsMrM/TmZMiwTP1gI/AAAAAAAAAs0/jQYqNikEbLE/s320/10929.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649286942547760642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finished reading it in 4 hours straight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Definitely a solid book to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For One More Day is a story about a guy and his endless relationship with his mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This book made you think and look back, what would you do if you have the chance to have another day with someone you terribly miss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The one day you desperately need can never be compared with everyday of your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The author would consider this as a ghost story. But I don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The story is convincing. The guy in the story, Charley Benetto was thinking to end his life, somehow he failed to do so. Instead, he met with his mother, who actually had died 8 years ago.  The one day meeting with his mother was a like a turn back time where he realized what he and his mother had gone through though out the years, in a very different perspective. It is sad to have regrets in life and there is no other way to go back in time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is 'awesomely' depressing reading this book. Which what I meant is, depressing in a good way. It's like a wake up call. You may cry and call your mother right after reading this book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love your mother. Don't end up like Charley Benetto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This book is seriously superb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-8527202480282448703?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8527202480282448703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=8527202480282448703&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8527202480282448703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8527202480282448703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/09/book-review-for-one-more-day-mitch.html' title='Book Review - For One More Day (Mitch Albom)'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5K3sPfHsMrM/TmZMiwTP1gI/AAAAAAAAAs0/jQYqNikEbLE/s72-c/10929.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-506266225746843154</id><published>2011-09-06T19:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T19:31:32.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe In Ours.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-M1-DyHVD6I?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got this from Miss Julia. Never seen this before. I'm so lame!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Neway, this is a continuation from my previous post, localization.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's time to believe in ours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-506266225746843154?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/506266225746843154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=506266225746843154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/506266225746843154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/506266225746843154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/09/believe-in-ours.html' title='Believe In Ours.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-M1-DyHVD6I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-7825603833091313190</id><published>2011-09-03T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T23:15:42.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Kind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DwodDhkxtWY/TmJC-F9xkqI/AAAAAAAAAss/mCuIfLGN50g/s1600/be%2Bkind%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DwodDhkxtWY/TmJC-F9xkqI/AAAAAAAAAss/mCuIfLGN50g/s320/be%2Bkind%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648150517196624546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Almost everyone knew that I had the hottest temper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I changed. I tried to be a better person, as I know being mad would upset those who are around me, including myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I try to be kind. Be nice with everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I am in a situation which does not allow me to be kind, then avoid it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leave. Change. Silent. Or anything that would not turn me back into whom I was back then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the super mad ego one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's nothing to lose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be kind, being kind is different enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-7825603833091313190?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7825603833091313190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=7825603833091313190&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7825603833091313190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7825603833091313190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/09/be-kind.html' title='Be Kind.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DwodDhkxtWY/TmJC-F9xkqI/AAAAAAAAAss/mCuIfLGN50g/s72-c/be%2Bkind%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-6507085164169860819</id><published>2011-09-03T10:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T10:22:51.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-djNZort3knA/TmGNhsoarVI/AAAAAAAAAsk/MNLru8dRCng/s1600/IMG_1194.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-djNZort3knA/TmGNhsoarVI/AAAAAAAAAsk/MNLru8dRCng/s320/IMG_1194.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647951017755192658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dah raya ke-5 baru kau nak wish Selamat Hari Raya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My TOP10 favorite Raya moments:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Baju Raya!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Makan raya with family after Solat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Family photo session right after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Giving away Duit Raya~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Sessi bermaaf-maafan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Kelam-kabut bersiap untuk ke Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Makan rendang dan lontong di perhentian highway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. Uncles, Aunties, Cousins reunion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. Dengar lagu raya &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. The best out of the rest, just to be with my family :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maaf Zahir &amp;amp; Batin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-6507085164169860819?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/6507085164169860819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=6507085164169860819&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/6507085164169860819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/6507085164169860819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/09/selamat-hari-raya-aidilfitri.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri!'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-djNZort3knA/TmGNhsoarVI/AAAAAAAAAsk/MNLru8dRCng/s72-c/IMG_1194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-9163512134544302576</id><published>2011-08-22T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T14:44:14.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Localization.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f2M9ueFdibY/TldAqAdoSNI/AAAAAAAAAsc/nhHAg5hOtVc/s1600/merdeka.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f2M9ueFdibY/TldAqAdoSNI/AAAAAAAAAsc/nhHAg5hOtVc/s320/merdeka.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645051748355164370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dulu masa saya kerja kat kilang Toshiba, kitorang ada buat projek 'Localization' yang mana semua raw material yang dibeli dari Jepun cuba ditukarkan kepada raw material dari dalam negara. Dengan cara ni dapat jimatkan belanja dan jugak masa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jadi, sempena bulan kemerdekaan kita yang ke-54 tahun ni, saya nak buat projek untuk diri sendiri, Localization! Kita selalu puji orang-orang negara lain yang patriotik la, bangga dengan barang negara sendiri, pencapaian rakyat dan macam-macam. Tapi kalau setakat puji bagai nak rak, no point kalau kita tak cuba contohi. Jadi mulai tahun ni, saya nak cuba tukar barang-barang kegunaan saya kepada barang buatan Malaysia. Maybe takde la totally, but at least there is something kan? Target saya, 30% daripada barang-barang kegunaan saya mestilah barang Malaysia, dalam 1 tahun ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MhPDJw7Jy5c/Tlc-vD8NUCI/AAAAAAAAAsU/I6FI-JM8Vn8/s320/DSC00886.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645049636164816930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jadi sebagai permulaan, hari ni saya tukar brand ubat gigi saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saya beli buatan Malaysia ye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe korang akan cakap barang Malaysia tak berkualiti. Tapi kalau orang sendiri pun tak support, siapa lagi. Bila korang buat bisnes nanti, siapa korang harapkan melainkan orang sendiri? If korang kata barang Malaysia adalah cap ayam, maka anda juga adalah bangsa cap ayam. Sekian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Selamat berjaya Encik Jaffrey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-9163512134544302576?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/9163512134544302576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=9163512134544302576&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/9163512134544302576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/9163512134544302576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/08/localization.html' title='Localization.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f2M9ueFdibY/TldAqAdoSNI/AAAAAAAAAsc/nhHAg5hOtVc/s72-c/merdeka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-2049662951135989914</id><published>2011-08-18T05:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T06:41:53.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English? Malay? Malay? English? Manglish?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rKCgGy05rPU/TSKio81V1hI/AAAAAAAAB00/AArBzapJJRE/s1600/bahasa-melayu-lucu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During Tun Mahathir tenure, the Government decided to change the medium for Science and Mathematics teaching from Malay language, to English. But back at 2008, Tun Abdullah revisited the module and changed it back to Malay with "Memartabatkan Bahasa Melayu, Memperkukuhkan Bahasa Inggeris". Now, the government is planning to change back its policy after many parents appealed that these subjects to be taught in English.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To me, to uphold Bahasa Melayu does not mean that we need to use it the whole time in school or in any other formal events or occasion. We need to look back at this topic with different perspective with a whole wider range of views. What is the point of having extra 8 hours in school speaking in Malay when the rest of the day, the student was chatting, talking, listening to "Bahasa Rojak" while watching movies or dramas, listening to music, either way none of them are using the correct Bahasa Melayu? Rather than teaching every subjects fully in Bahasa Melayu, we first need to correct and revised back all the Bahasa Melayu that we are listening and using in daily life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having Japan and France as the country models that only used their mother tongue language, I feel that this is irrelevant and cannot be applied here in Malaysia. This is because of the education and technology that we have, which we actually depends on foreign countries to grow and enhance the economy. Having prefesionals who can't speak English is not helping. We need our people to master English, so that not only it helps the knowledge transfer and communication friendly, but it also pave ways to borderless society.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having English as our second language increase our country's marketability. In that case, the language needs to be strengthened and practiced among us more to prove that English is really so, our second language. So I really believe that teaching Science and Mathematics help to increase our graduates' confidence and being multilingual, especially the from the rural area. Multilingual should be encouraged among our students as a study claims that those who are highly proficient in two or more languages are reported to have a higher cognitive proficiency and are found to be better second-language learners at a later age than the monolinguals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not saying that Bahasa Melayu needs to be sacrificed in some sort of form. It will always remain as our first language, our mother tongue language, but how are going to be the regional hub of education if this simple change cannot be applied?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-2049662951135989914?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2049662951135989914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=2049662951135989914&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2049662951135989914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2049662951135989914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/08/english-malay-malay-english-manglish.html' title='English? Malay? Malay? English? Manglish?'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rKCgGy05rPU/TSKio81V1hI/AAAAAAAAB00/AArBzapJJRE/s72-c/bahasa-melayu-lucu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-2507816895955059410</id><published>2011-08-11T02:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T03:03:23.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Forgetful Moments.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, it is 2.30 am and here I am! Still awake, or is it, just awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Padan muka, sapa suruh tidur lepas buke pose. Ambek kau. Bush Dish Dish. [lempang diri sendiri]&lt;/i&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;img src="http://images.sodahead.com/polls/001878125/5521911285_forgetful_man_answer_2_xlarge.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As most of my friends are aware of, I am a hopeless forgetful person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to have many spare keys for my room and my car during my study time and let my friends kept them since I seldom forget where did I kept mine. And this forgetful thing is becoming worse everyday since I started working. Maybe there's is just too much to think of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Masa 2nd year of my study, it was this weekend when ada aktiviti kat kampus, but at the same time ada my sister's punya convocation. I managed to get a midnight bus to KL and right after the event, I got back to Penang the next evening. Masa dalam bus nak balik kampus, tertido laa kejap kan. Tibe-tibe bus berhenti kat RnR and I woke up dalam keadaan yang sangat blur blur... "Ape aku buat atas bus ni?????"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. It was somewhere during my 3rd year study as I was going back to my campus from my hometown. Lepas salam salam, muah muah, kiss kiss dengan parents, so I drove back to Penang, which took me around 2 hours drive. But halfway after, I look back, *damn*, I forgot to take my beg along. Selambe kau je lenggang balik kampus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. I was at my faculty, maybe the same year as previous case. And I was walking back to my room. Jauh jalan ni, took me about 15 minutes walk. Bila sampai je kat desasiswa, baru perasan... "Aku rasa aku drive pegi fakulti tadi, asal aku jalan kaki balik ni..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. I've started working already and it was Saturday. I was planning to go back to my sister's house in Seri Kembangan, instead, I drove to my work place tanpa rasa serba salah dan segan silu dan terus bekerja tanpa tujuan. Bila dah lunch hour, baru ingat... "Rasanya tadi taknak pegi keje, macam nak balik rumah Kak Ita, asal aku kat sini ni...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok. Sebenarnye banyak lagi, tapi saya kan forgetful, macam mana nak ingat semua kan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I found some these tips to stop forgetfulness. Maybe we can all try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Do not self-diagnose your lack of memory skills as disease or as something that will lead to Alzheimer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Make lists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Challenge yourself even with a list on your hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Studies show that we remember the most insane, ridiculous things. The more ridiculous the scenario, the easier for you to remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Use mnemonics by acronyms to remember things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. If you are alone, talk to yourself as you perform each task that you must remember doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Play memory games on your computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. Make a song out of your list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. Eat protein-rich food, such as meat or fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. Drink a lot of water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There you go. Jom kita cuba...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-2507816895955059410?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2507816895955059410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=2507816895955059410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2507816895955059410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2507816895955059410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-forgetful-moments.html' title='My Forgetful Moments.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-8474814277294120553</id><published>2011-08-06T11:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T12:20:08.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan Season.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k-2ykw-NDLM/Tjy7M6s3bDI/AAAAAAAAAsM/cbU8HhW2SWI/s1600/pasar%2Bramadan.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k-2ykw-NDLM/Tjy7M6s3bDI/AAAAAAAAAsM/cbU8HhW2SWI/s320/pasar%2Bramadan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637586664151280690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, once again, Ramadhan season is back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As mentioned last year, and previous years' post, Ramadhan is a very special month for Muslims. And as for Malaysians, Ramadhan is very much like a pre-festive season when almost everyone changes their lifestyle for 1 month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For myself, I have the chance earlier this fasting season, which is simply awesome since I get to go back to my hometown, about 1 hour drive from Ipoh. Going to Bazaar Ramadhan, 'Iftar'ing  and performing Tarawikh with family is just the best way to spend my time during this holy month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This time around, you would realize that there are many Bazaar Ramadhan here in Manjung. And it is never weird to see these places are always crowded, not only with Muslims, but non-Muslims too. A place where you can find all types of food, my favorite place. But this year, my lust on food has a whopping reduction, as I feel 'bigger' lately, so I need to control my diet. Boo-yah!. (Banyak terpengaruh dengan Biggest Loser)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pushing off to work after Subuh prayer and spend 2 hours in the car travelling everyday usually cost me some time during night time, but I'll try my best to perform Tarawikh. 8 rakaat is enough for me (even last night during Tazkirah in between the 8 rakaat, I got the chance to have a 50 minutes of sleep. Whoaaa. Sorry Ustaz, ngantok...) But who knows this Ramadhan will be my last, so it is better for us to take this opportunity to perform the most this month with 'amalan'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyhow, Happy Fasting to all Muslims!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Salam Ramadhan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-8474814277294120553?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8474814277294120553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=8474814277294120553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8474814277294120553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8474814277294120553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/08/ramadhan-season.html' title='Ramadhan Season.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k-2ykw-NDLM/Tjy7M6s3bDI/AAAAAAAAAsM/cbU8HhW2SWI/s72-c/pasar%2Bramadan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-563768618529522483</id><published>2011-07-23T00:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T01:21:47.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>365 days after.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hu9IPP-hb_o/TimxX0s53_I/AAAAAAAAAsE/eoHcipnjn08/s1600/IMG_0038.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hu9IPP-hb_o/TimxX0s53_I/AAAAAAAAAsE/eoHcipnjn08/s320/IMG_0038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632227831845609458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today marked the anniversary of my leaving from Toshiba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seems like it was only yesterday where I got myself to the factory, wear my whitey overall and cap, get going to production line meeting with all good people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Toshiba, or we call it TEM, is my first workplace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the place where I got to know the real world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly, working there is not that fun, but having a caring family of colleagues make me fall in love with this place, and it was terribly difficult for me to leave even only after 2 years plus of experience there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is just too much for me to remember, and to mention it all here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I still miss everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rasa tensyen, keje macam orang gila tanpa henti, siang malam, sabtu dan ahad.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lepak kat surau dengan fuad, sembang2 pasal life, pasal keje, pasal everything.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tag team dengan Kak Lina, tackle semua obstacles yang ada.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fuad, Rima, even bukan keje diorang pun akan setia menolong bila susah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Excited tunggu pukul 12.15 pasal nak keluar makan dengan budak-budak lain.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lepak dengan kakak2 operator makan, makan makanan diorang. Haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hari khamis, ada kelas agama, pegi dengar even dalam kepala serabut pasal keje.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Write off" "Write off" Ayat faveret dalam bilik holded room dengan Fuad.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Schedule? Schedule?" Cakap ni sambil tunjuk gigi.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pagi2 dengar ex-boss panggil sorang2 punya nama.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sembunyik belakang mesin supaya bos tak nampak kite kat mana.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ingat lagi bila bos cakap "The line loves you". Terus kembang sampai meletop.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Malam2 bila ada masa, tunggu je sms dari Daus yang ada je plan dia nak p mana.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dan banyak lagi...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It would be awesome if I could turn back time even for a day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would like to take this opportunity to thank everyone once again for giving me a superb memorable time at TEM, and I hope you peeps now are as happy as I was back then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-563768618529522483?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/563768618529522483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=563768618529522483&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/563768618529522483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/563768618529522483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/07/365-days-after.html' title='365 days after.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hu9IPP-hb_o/TimxX0s53_I/AAAAAAAAAsE/eoHcipnjn08/s72-c/IMG_0038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-8503647055482865654</id><published>2011-07-19T20:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T21:21:29.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kj0Q1K4K-go/TiWDxQ_GPeI/AAAAAAAAAr8/LNK7WygSMBk/s1600/people.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kj0Q1K4K-go/TiWDxQ_GPeI/AAAAAAAAAr8/LNK7WygSMBk/s320/people.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631051791493119458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have mixed blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I usually introduced myself as part of you, because I was proud to be one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were someone who was rich with culture and customs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were the majority and you have the say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As time goes by. You changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You forget about the custom. You forget about the culture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Judging what is right and what is not is all that you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please look around. Where are you right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You need some sort of 'quota' or an institution that belongs to you for you to earn a scroll of degree or diploma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You need 'special' discount to own a house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Many 'helps' have been given.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yet, you don't have any control on the economy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're not the boss of private institution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're not the master of education or knowledge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And still, what you do is judging what is right and wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come on, you, wake up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stop whining, start working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to be proud again, proud to be you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Kau memang mudah lupa..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-8503647055482865654?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8503647055482865654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=8503647055482865654&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8503647055482865654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8503647055482865654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/07/dear-you.html' title='Dear you.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kj0Q1K4K-go/TiWDxQ_GPeI/AAAAAAAAAr8/LNK7WygSMBk/s72-c/people.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-1613242437087477996</id><published>2011-07-14T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T20:38:11.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nisfu Syaaban.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-trURdm7WyyY/Th7jIHcgyMI/AAAAAAAAAr0/L2gJzmvmt2M/s1600/nisfu%2Bsyaaban.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-trURdm7WyyY/Th7jIHcgyMI/AAAAAAAAAr0/L2gJzmvmt2M/s320/nisfu%2Bsyaaban.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629186312836794562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nisfu Syaaban falls on the 15th of Syaaban. Nisfu means half. That is 15 in a month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We, Muslims believe on this day, all the practice, good and bad, &lt;i&gt;Pahala and Dosa&lt;/i&gt;, will be taken up by the angels, and new sheet will be taken out for the year after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some Muslims will fast on this day, read the Quran, perform Qiamulail, so that the first thing recorded on the new sheet of practice is a good one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, that is a very brief introduction for Nisfu Syaaban, which will happen this Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Selamat beramal"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-1613242437087477996?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1613242437087477996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=1613242437087477996&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1613242437087477996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1613242437087477996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/07/nisfu-syaaban.html' title='Nisfu Syaaban.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-trURdm7WyyY/Th7jIHcgyMI/AAAAAAAAAr0/L2gJzmvmt2M/s72-c/nisfu%2Bsyaaban.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-5974135580259663648</id><published>2011-07-07T13:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T13:26:10.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it Bersih after all?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zZYxaHsfUsI/ThVDWbUA2fI/AAAAAAAAArs/ze3qZkYstYI/s1600/demo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zZYxaHsfUsI/ThVDWbUA2fI/AAAAAAAAArs/ze3qZkYstYI/s320/demo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626477362037185010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bersih 2.0 is planning for a street demonstration this Saturday, 9 July 2011. Their purpose is to submit a memorandum to the DYMM Seri Paduka Yang diPertuan Agong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, I get it. E-mail, Pos laju is not that reliable to them, so they decided to gather, make a 'little' noise here and there, and go directly to Istana Negara. As I've been told, these so-called leaders also never try to raise this issue to the Parliament, not even once. Duh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, after a meeting with DYMM Seri Paduka Yang diPertuan Agong, they were adviced to gather in a stadium, and surprisingly they accepted it. Now that is how you get it done. Go to the stadium, make the most noise you can till you lose your voice and leave the street alone. We're not Indonesian or Thais. That is not how we, Malaysian do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our country is still clean for all these nonsense of demonstration. You are not gaining anything from it, instead we're going to lose trust from the investors and outsiders. Think for the sake of  the country, for us, for everyone of us, not to only yourself and for whatever your agenda is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-5974135580259663648?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/5974135580259663648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=5974135580259663648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/5974135580259663648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/5974135580259663648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/07/is-it-bersih-after-all.html' title='Is it Bersih after all?'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zZYxaHsfUsI/ThVDWbUA2fI/AAAAAAAAArs/ze3qZkYstYI/s72-c/demo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-2077535182406214654</id><published>2011-07-01T10:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T11:05:43.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_o3ZG0g7H8k/Tg04X1_xJnI/AAAAAAAAArk/lWPOmoaOG3c/s1600/Breakfast.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_o3ZG0g7H8k/Tg04X1_xJnI/AAAAAAAAArk/lWPOmoaOG3c/s320/Breakfast.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624213491938305650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today's report in the newspaper claimed that 30% of Malaysian students do not take their breakfast. Not a surprise huh? Well, as for me, during my previous years, breakfast is not a routine until I changed my job to this current one as I have a 'bit' time to spend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Breakfast is the most important meal. Even in Islam, during Ramadan (fasting month), we are all reminded every time that Sahur, which refers to th&lt;/span&gt;e meal before sunrise is important and a blessing to benefit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(32, 32, 32); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; font-size: 12px; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; "&gt;“Bersahurlah, sesungguhnya pada sahur itu ada keberkatan”. (Riwayat al-Bukhari dan Muslim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(32, 32, 32); font-size: 12px; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So do we all know why breakfast is that important? Breakfast is like the fuel and energy to our body. By having meal early in the morning, our metabolic rate increases and reminding us what to expect for the rest of the day. Without it, our next meal would not be processed as quickly and tries to hold onto those nutrients. Instead of burning lunch right away, our body will try to hold to it as long as possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With that, enjoying breakfast does a positive effect on your mood, weight and energy level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, jom breakfast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-2077535182406214654?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2077535182406214654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=2077535182406214654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2077535182406214654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2077535182406214654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/07/breakfast.html' title='Breakfast!'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_o3ZG0g7H8k/Tg04X1_xJnI/AAAAAAAAArk/lWPOmoaOG3c/s72-c/Breakfast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-8510853875411449326</id><published>2011-06-27T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T22:46:16.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fade Away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DGLexXDs-hs/TgiWpV55-DI/AAAAAAAAArc/Roxlm3Z22kQ/s1600/fading-away.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DGLexXDs-hs/TgiWpV55-DI/AAAAAAAAArc/Roxlm3Z22kQ/s320/fading-away.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622909771770886194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dreamt of my 'Lisa Surihani' the other day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fuh, there's a lot talk about and it feels like the chat has no end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even it was only a dream, it felt good though. I've been keeping a lot to myself lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyhow, as I think about it again, I realize that I couldn't recognize her face anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's fading away, and from there I know... I've moved on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-8510853875411449326?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8510853875411449326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=8510853875411449326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8510853875411449326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8510853875411449326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/06/fade-away.html' title='Fade Away.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DGLexXDs-hs/TgiWpV55-DI/AAAAAAAAArc/Roxlm3Z22kQ/s72-c/fading-away.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-7112642309415851742</id><published>2011-06-21T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T18:45:55.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foreign Workers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9-dJiWbtk9M/TgB2OcuRoPI/AAAAAAAAArU/yUYIJQxvKYc/s1600/maids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9-dJiWbtk9M/TgB2OcuRoPI/AAAAAAAAArU/yUYIJQxvKYc/s320/maids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620622325558911218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes, people tend to think negative about foreign workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"They caused high criminal rate. They are lazy. They are problem maker. They took advantage of their employers, and bla bla bla..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what 'some' people thought. And yes, some of them might be true. But some might be not.&lt;br /&gt;They sacrificed their time for the families and do not have direct contact with any of them. They work days and nights without any leave. They need to learn the new cultures of ours.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, it's a pity that some of us just do not know how to appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See them as a human being. Who has feeling and pain.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that it was you. Far from families and loved ones and never got to see them for years.&lt;br /&gt;How would you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it be okay for you to leave your little ones for weeks, without any knowing what happen to them?&lt;br /&gt;Will it be okay for you to celebrate 'Raya' or 'Chinese New Year' or Christmas with your boss, not your family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just leave it that with the two reasons that I bet you'll never survive a day for doing so.&lt;br /&gt;So please, treat them well.&lt;br /&gt;They earn respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Watch the Filipino film 'Anak'. You'll be touched for what these people actually sacrificed for the sake of their loved ones.&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/6159567361023322718-7112642309415851742?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7112642309415851742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=7112642309415851742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7112642309415851742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7112642309415851742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/06/foreign-workers.html' title='Foreign Workers.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9-dJiWbtk9M/TgB2OcuRoPI/AAAAAAAAArU/yUYIJQxvKYc/s72-c/maids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-7953490369173317308</id><published>2011-06-08T13:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T11:34:48.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving Electricity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v0sFjAQmLJo/TfLiEFICIbI/AAAAAAAAArM/aa3h-jXfi20/s1600/green-your-office_69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v0sFjAQmLJo/TfLiEFICIbI/AAAAAAAAArM/aa3h-jXfi20/s320/green-your-office_69.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616800245007655346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The tariff of electricity in Malaysia will be increased this month, but this doesn't exactly mean Mr Nazul dan Mr Nine will get extra bonus this year, instead this is a move by the government to reduce its burden on subsidy every year. Instead having you all whining about it, why don't you be a little bit considerate and start to save power and electricity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Ok, here is what you can do at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD3"&gt;Computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: More often than not, we do not flip off our monitors even after we have closed our pcs. Keep the monitor and the computer switched off when you are not using them. Start doing this even when at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Light bulbs&lt;/strong&gt;: You must have heard compact &lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD4"&gt;fluorescent light&lt;/span&gt; (CFL) bulbs being advertised all the time. You must have even used them at times. As a power-saving measure, begin using the compactfluorescent light bulbs as often as you can. If you are conceiving they are more pricey than the standard bulbs, the gains of the CFL bulbs will prove lots more economic in the long turn by the amount of power they will save.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Air Conditioning&lt;/strong&gt;: Put the temperature at the minimum or maximum strongest you are comfortable with. Try not to put it at too high or too low temperatures. Setting the air conditioner at fair temperatures helps oneself preserve lots of power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Washers&lt;/strong&gt;:  Minimize the amount of washings by cleaning a full load of garments every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Television&lt;/strong&gt;: Unplug the power plug of your television set when not using it. This may not sound like a big deal but this little step will help oneself save power. This includes your astro decoder. When there is no updating done by astro, it is better to switch off the decoder as having it in standby mode still cost almost 90% of its normal power usage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Water Heater&lt;/strong&gt;: Keep the geyser thermostat at the minimal heat. You do not need to heat the water at a very high temperature or for overly long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Refrigerator&lt;/strong&gt;: Bring cooked food to room temperatures before placing it into the refrigerator. You can also spare power by bringing cold or frozen food out of the icebox a great deal ahead of the mealtime, thereby conserving energy in heating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there you go. I know every one of us like being pampered and have all our life supported with subsidy without having to try enough, as all that important tasks of searching for financial support and make the world green is solely the government's job, but... please try. You can actually make a difference without knowing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-7953490369173317308?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7953490369173317308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=7953490369173317308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7953490369173317308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7953490369173317308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/06/saving-electricity.html' title='Saving Electricity.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v0sFjAQmLJo/TfLiEFICIbI/AAAAAAAAArM/aa3h-jXfi20/s72-c/green-your-office_69.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-6138369707096045216</id><published>2011-06-05T11:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T14:27:42.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Every Man Is The Same.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8zaVKSj4AaI/TeshZnXbzMI/AAAAAAAAArE/VLTxeB5qqJE/s1600/ae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8zaVKSj4AaI/TeshZnXbzMI/AAAAAAAAArE/VLTxeB5qqJE/s320/ae.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614618084395175106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I seldom crossed over with articles of woman being the victim in a relationship and man being the predator, how ego and self-centered a man could be. The accusation is so generalized that claims all man are the same and cannot be trusted. With this, I would say that those who write this article has shortsighted mind, and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never told (almost) anyone for what I've gone through these past years, but sometimes, woman can be equivalently evil and deceiving as some man are. They can be hurtful and cunning. But do I complain? No. Because it's qada and qadar that I found someone who is not right for me, and I'll never put the blame on all every existence woman on this planet for what had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stop feel sorry about yourself, and if you really need to put a blame on someone for your failure in relationship, put the blame on him/her, not man/woman, because such article irritated me and it is totally unfair. Not every man is the same, and you'll claim the same if I made accusation like you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man and woman should compliment each other. Woman completes man, and vice versa. That is why Eve (Hawa) is made for Adam A.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“It is He Who created you from a single person, and made his mate of like nature, in order that he might live with her in love. When they are united, she bears a light burden and carries it about unnoticed. When she grows heavy, they both pray to Allah their Lord, saying: “If you give us a goodly child, we vow we shall ever be grateful.” (7:189)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/6159567361023322718-6138369707096045216?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/6138369707096045216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=6138369707096045216&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/6138369707096045216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/6138369707096045216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/06/not-every-man-is-same.html' title='Not Every Man Is The Same.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8zaVKSj4AaI/TeshZnXbzMI/AAAAAAAAArE/VLTxeB5qqJE/s72-c/ae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-3205567900716427785</id><published>2011-05-29T19:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T22:29:16.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bukit Engku Busu.</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/-A1j5GC8dz14/TeIqR9T3daI/AAAAAAAAAqw/q2sOcs5kKCA/s1600/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A1j5GC8dz14/TeIqR9T3daI/AAAAAAAAAqw/q2sOcs5kKCA/s320/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612094573661091234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engku Busu is one of the hills around Lumut area, with 1080 feet height. This is one of my favorite getaway last time, whenever I got back home. So this time around, like the previous post which I'm trying to live a healthy life, after 5 months without trying, here I am once again, at Engku Busu, trying my heavy self up this hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came here alone, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;This is the place where I can be on my own.&lt;br /&gt;This is the place where I can think deeper and calm myself down.&lt;br /&gt;This is the place where I find peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That made Engku Busu my loyal companion whenever I am down.&lt;br /&gt;But that is after I whaled myself, climbing 1000 feet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Tahniah, anda berjaya menyakitkanku sekali lagi!" - Lutut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UDXgUiRFjZI/TeIt1lq5d0I/AAAAAAAAAq4/ECee9GeGtNc/s1600/11.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/-UDXgUiRFjZI/TeIt1lq5d0I/AAAAAAAAAq4/ECee9GeGtNc/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612098484325414722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Actually, Engku Busu has a nice view on top, and before you reached the top, you can actually have a brief view of our naval base. Nice isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, I could get to the top within 19 minutes. But that was 5 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Today, it took me about 40 minutes with 2 to 3 times stop.&lt;br /&gt;So whenever you stopped by at Lumut before heading to Pangkor, come and visit this lonely hill.&lt;br /&gt;She'll appreciate you as much as you'll appreciate her ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-3205567900716427785?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3205567900716427785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=3205567900716427785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/3205567900716427785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/3205567900716427785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/05/bukit-engku-busu.html' title='Bukit Engku Busu.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A1j5GC8dz14/TeIqR9T3daI/AAAAAAAAAqw/q2sOcs5kKCA/s72-c/10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-1122979417118692031</id><published>2011-05-28T13:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T13:52:52.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be That Person For Once.</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/-umW33hG87Q4/TeCKWPg4M9I/AAAAAAAAAqo/xHHR9Ahuf5s/s1600/2%2Btrees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-umW33hG87Q4/TeCKWPg4M9I/AAAAAAAAAqo/xHHR9Ahuf5s/s320/2%2Btrees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611637250429826002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wonder what other people would feel when any decisions are made?&lt;br /&gt;Think twice, because once the damage is done, the scar will remain there forever.&lt;br /&gt;What you can do is, try to be all the people who will be affected, and would it be fair to them. And imagine how would it feel if that happens to you.&lt;br /&gt;Don't take everything for granted, as I'm sure you don't want to lose anything which is important to you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't.&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/6159567361023322718-1122979417118692031?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1122979417118692031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=1122979417118692031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1122979417118692031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1122979417118692031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/05/be-that-person-for-once.html' title='Be That Person For Once.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-umW33hG87Q4/TeCKWPg4M9I/AAAAAAAAAqo/xHHR9Ahuf5s/s72-c/2%2Btrees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-3522070124569336139</id><published>2011-05-24T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T10:39:16.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cream with Fried Banana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TmkSL0762G0/TdsYhvH2D-I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/gr32tu8wGxY/s1600/23052011322.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-TmkSL0762G0/TdsYhvH2D-I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/gr32tu8wGxY/s320/23052011322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610104728684204002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok. This does not look healthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was promoting a healthy life lately, with controlled food and regular exercise, but sometimes we do need exemption, don't you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got myself a dessert yesterday after lunch, ice cream with friend banana. It was my first time y'all. &lt;i&gt;Orang kampung bebeno kan baru nak makan-makan bende camni :( &lt;/i&gt;. Anyway, I never thought that it would be as awesome as its taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Must try. Seriously sedap. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-3522070124569336139?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3522070124569336139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=3522070124569336139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/3522070124569336139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/3522070124569336139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/05/ice-cream-with-fried-banana.html' title='Ice Cream with Fried Banana'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TmkSL0762G0/TdsYhvH2D-I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/gr32tu8wGxY/s72-c/23052011322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-1762950879580144273</id><published>2011-05-17T16:20:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T15:12:58.914+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movies Review. Part 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fuh, banyak pulak movie yang ditonton lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uc5QonVlW0w/TdTAPVtAwGI/AAAAAAAAAqI/MqZ4C8giBd8/s1600/rio_cartoon_Movie_poster.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nB6N_42oGy4/TdTAIySjTwI/AAAAAAAAAqA/LletzZ0tsFw/s1600/red_riding_hood.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Er, jangan marah kalau saya kata movie yang korang suka tak best, ni pandangan peribadi je. Sekadar comment dari sorang yang daif seni saje. Ewah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TV8GbKGFERg/TdS_TPWwGxI/AAAAAAAAApo/9C2jIwOLajc/s320/inception.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608317773243489042" /&gt;Inception&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, it's been a while before I got the chance to watch it. Inception to me is one of the most brilliant movie I'd ever watched. The storyline is perfect, fascinating. Tapi cerita ni kena la banyak fikir, need a lot of focus. Jangan la tengok lepas baru kuar dari jammed terok kat jalan raya or after kerja. But definately a movie to watch. Seriously, it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;4.5/5&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CY5VJHwJAWU/TdS_fY6f0cI/AAAAAAAAApw/wCkv7ZGDsKE/s320/Poster-Cun-2011-Osman-Ali.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608317981967765954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maya Karin dan Remy Ishak. They are the only advantages that this movie had. Even rasa lakonan pelakon-pelakon takde la gempak sangat, jalan cerita pun biasa-biasa je. Typical romantic comedy punya movie, which we can expect what to happen next. Klimaks dia pon meleret-leret. Penat tunggu ending. But movie ni sangat santai, shooting pun dekat kampung. Yang ni boleh la tengok lepas keluar dari jammed, or lepas keje. But I think they can do better on the cinematography. Logik cerita pun macam takde, tapi ni kot hidup artis kat Malaysia. Who knows?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nB6N_42oGy4/TdTAIySjTwI/AAAAAAAAAqA/LletzZ0tsFw/s1600/red_riding_hood.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nB6N_42oGy4/TdTAIySjTwI/AAAAAAAAAqA/LletzZ0tsFw/s320/red_riding_hood.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608318693154180866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Red Riding Hood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cerita ni last minute choice, dekat kaunter tiket tibe-tibe pilih movie ni pasal movie yang asal nak tengok macam penuh. Cara pembikinan cerita ni almost macam Twilight. Bila tengok Director, rupanya sama. No wonder. Hero citer ni pon suke buat-buat macho macam Edward Cullen, padahal ko bukan nye vampire pun nak macho macam tu. :p Storyline dia tak best sangat, but the surprise effect menjadi, cuma kecewa dengan result dia. Lepas tengok, tak rasa macam nak tengok lagi. Huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uc5QonVlW0w/TdTAPVtAwGI/AAAAAAAAAqI/MqZ4C8giBd8/s320/rio_cartoon_Movie_poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608318805739618402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Rio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oooowh. Cartoon. But this time around there are mixture with real life punya suasana kat ala-ala Brazil camtu. I don't know what to comment about, cerita dia ok2 je. Takde special sangat, macam cartoon biasa. Senang cakap, tak menyentuh perasaan. Takde x-factor tu. Takde umph. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2.5/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HuVM5hvx3bw/TdS_qwd2lpI/AAAAAAAAAp4/wfotbDJZWYE/s1600/kongsi.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HuVM5hvx3bw/TdS_qwd2lpI/AAAAAAAAAp4/wfotbDJZWYE/s320/kongsi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608318177268635282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kongsi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kongsi oh kongsi. You're so lucky for having Shahizey Sam. Based on the trailer, sangatlah hebat movie ni with all the stunts. But after watching the whole movie, disappointing. All that the movie can be proud of is the stunts, and Sam. That's all. Jalan cerita, zero. Watak-watak ni berlawan antara satu sama lain without any strong reasons, motive. Banyak persoalan timbul masa tengah movie dan tak terjawab sampai laa habis cerita ni. Tapi nasib baik kelakar. Kalau tak...~ (sendiri jawab) Lu langsi, Lu mati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2.5/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tak sabar nak tengok Nur Kasih (hati bunga-bunga)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-1762950879580144273?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1762950879580144273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=1762950879580144273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1762950879580144273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1762950879580144273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/05/movies-review-part-2.html' title='Movies Review. Part 2.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TV8GbKGFERg/TdS_TPWwGxI/AAAAAAAAApo/9C2jIwOLajc/s72-c/inception.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-1817280885753858230</id><published>2011-05-17T11:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T11:57:09.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are some friends of mine who are quite unhappy right now. So why don't we chill a little bit, have a bit laugh, because life is too short to be sad :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WKhw9nSQEWg/TdHx9X8JcZI/AAAAAAAAApg/b6NCiIUeTyE/s1600/LifeIsTooShort.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WKhw9nSQEWg/TdHx9X8JcZI/AAAAAAAAApg/b6NCiIUeTyE/s320/LifeIsTooShort.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607529047753585042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1305603956_8"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HARTA PUSAKA NENEK&lt;br /&gt;Setelah sekian lama di perantauan akhirnya &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1305603956_9"&gt;Rahmat&lt;/span&gt; pulang ke kampung untuk berjumpa dengan neneknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nenek : "Rahmat, nenek sudah tidak kuat lagi, nenek minta kamu sambung mengusahakan kebun nenek..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahmat : "Jangan cakap macam tu, nek..." (dalam hati, tak sia-sia aku balik kampung... dapat pulak harta pusaka nenek).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nenek : "Segala isi perkebunan, ternakan, villa, traktor untuk kamu. Tolong jaga baik-baik, jangan lupa disiram tiap hari tanaman nenek."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahmat : "Baik nek, nenek jangan bimbang tentang hal itu... Tapi dimana kebun nenek? Rahmat tidak pernah tahu?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nenek : "Di &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1305603956_11"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; nenek, FARMVILLE, nanti nenek bagi tau passwordnya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahmat : "?????"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UMUR TINGGAL ENAM MINGGU&lt;br /&gt;Seorang Lelaki tua memasuki bilik doktor untuk pemeriksaan fizikal tahunan. Setelah beberapa minit, doktor keluar dan berkata, "Harun, aku minta maaf, tapi kami mendapati anda menghadapi keadaan yang hanya memungkinkan anda untuk hidup 6 minggu sahaja lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tapi Doktor," Harun menjawab, "Saya merasa sihat, saya tak merasa lebih baik dari tahun ini... Hal ini tidak mungkin benar. Apakah tidak ada yang boleh saya lakukan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah beberapa saat, doktor berkata, "Ya, anda mungkin boleh ke spa kesihatan yang baru di hujung jalan ini dan mandi lumpur setiap hari".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harun bersemangat bertanya, "Dan itu akan menyembuhkan saya?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tidak," jawab doktor, "tapi itu akan membuatkan anda terbiasa dengan tanah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARA PEGUAM&lt;br /&gt;MOSTI sedang mencari angkasawan utk dihantar ke marikh. Walaubagaimanapun, mereka hanya boleh pergi sahaja, dan tidak akan pulang ke bumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calon pertama, seorg engineer di tanya berapa banyak wang yg dia mahu."Sejuta" jawapnye "Saya nak sumbangkan utk anak-anak yatim."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calon seterusnya adalah seorg doktor. Dia juga di tanya soalan yg serupa. Dia menjawap, dua juta ringgit. "Sejuta saya nak bagi kat family saya. Yg sejuta lagi saya nak derma utk buat research danexperiment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calon terakhir adalah seorg peguam. Bile ditanya berapa banyak yg dia mahukan, dia berbisik ke telinga panel temuduga, "3 juta ringgit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kenapa lagi banyak dari yg lagi dua calon?" penemuduga bertanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peguam itu menjawap, "&lt;span style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1305603956_17"&gt;Kamu&lt;/span&gt; bagi saya 3 juta. Saya bagi kamu sejuta, Sejuta saya amik. Kemudian yg sejuta lagi tu, kita guna utk hantar engineer tu ke marikh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be the happiest person, but I'm trying my best not to be the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day everyone :)&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/6159567361023322718-1817280885753858230?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1817280885753858230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=1817280885753858230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1817280885753858230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1817280885753858230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/05/laugh.html' title='Laugh.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WKhw9nSQEWg/TdHx9X8JcZI/AAAAAAAAApg/b6NCiIUeTyE/s72-c/LifeIsTooShort.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-7332202466619368845</id><published>2011-05-03T16:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T16:53:39.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are just the same as he is.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Si_rp5hG438/Tb_Ce9Ip82I/AAAAAAAAAog/4BhU1tG3i6E/s1600/peace.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Si_rp5hG438/Tb_Ce9Ip82I/AAAAAAAAAog/4BhU1tG3i6E/s320/peace.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602410298534916962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Osama Bin Laden is dead. That is according to the self-claimed world police, The United States of America. Obama proudly announce the news to public hours after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well done USA. You have killed what is so called the most wanted terrorist in the world. I'm not a fan of Osama, or Al Qaeda, or any other terrorist linked body.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Islam never approved killing innocent people, especially women and children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Islam is peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, the September 11 attack cost many innocent lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, maybe the ones behind all these horror attack are Muslims.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, 2000 plus lives were gone on that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But have you counted those Palestinians who died all these years because of the Jews?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Iraqi people? The Afghans?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And if you're fighting terror, how about North Korea who openly attacked their southern neighbour. Why don't you go there and bring peace and democracy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So what are you so proud about? I don't there is any.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because I think you are the same as Osama. (Boo-yah!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-7332202466619368845?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7332202466619368845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=7332202466619368845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7332202466619368845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7332202466619368845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-are-just-same-as-he-is.html' title='You are just the same as he is.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Si_rp5hG438/Tb_Ce9Ip82I/AAAAAAAAAog/4BhU1tG3i6E/s72-c/peace.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-2480367858572573892</id><published>2011-04-29T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T23:32:05.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fairy Tale.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0gUS7m548Lw/TbrYOn02Z0I/AAAAAAAAAoY/CjVBh0IdUd4/s1600/willkate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0gUS7m548Lw/TbrYOn02Z0I/AAAAAAAAAoY/CjVBh0IdUd4/s320/willkate.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601026832309053250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must a princess be this beautiful always? Damn, she is.&lt;br /&gt;Prince William and (Princess) Katherine got married just now in London, which is the IT thing at the moment, when every tv channel is currently airing this historical event, repeating it after one another. What everyone loves about is how a commoner found herself a prince charming and got married, happily ever after. Oh well, doesn't it sounds like a fairy tale kind of thing? Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I guess people are expecting her to be as great as her legendary late mother in law, Princess Diana. How fascinating to see that the British are very fanatic with their royals.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck Cinderella.&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/6159567361023322718-2480367858572573892?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2480367858572573892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=2480367858572573892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2480367858572573892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2480367858572573892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/04/fairy-tale.html' title='A Fairy Tale.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0gUS7m548Lw/TbrYOn02Z0I/AAAAAAAAAoY/CjVBh0IdUd4/s72-c/willkate.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-1608539594176361123</id><published>2011-04-28T21:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T21:38:14.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Friendster.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RC8HyrRASlw/TblrMhggT5I/AAAAAAAAAoA/0EUqO804M1M/s1600/friendster-logo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 86px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RC8HyrRASlw/TblrMhggT5I/AAAAAAAAAoA/0EUqO804M1M/s320/friendster-logo.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600625474509229970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friendster is the 1st sosial network long before Facebook or Twitter, as far as I know, and shockingly, Friendster is closing down end of next month. *heart break*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll miss all the kind, fun, stupid, dumb, touching etc. testimonials that had been posted since 2003 to my page. It's the place where I'll have myself checked into, to remember those time, those friends. It's the place where I re-lived all the moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are among my favorites which always put a smile on my handsome face :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i8LJSirOgjM/TblqAv7vpiI/AAAAAAAAAnw/RjB0QpJ9rOE/s1600/frenster%2Bmemory.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i8LJSirOgjM/TblqAv7vpiI/AAAAAAAAAnw/RjB0QpJ9rOE/s320/frenster%2Bmemory.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600624172711519778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sengal kan testi ni... tapi kelaka. serious kelaka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pasal yang suke merajuk kan amir, not me~ bwek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TORgTjNpO6E/TblqVicXrgI/AAAAAAAAAn4/InCNKYVEGdA/s1600/frenster%2Bmemory%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 96px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TORgTjNpO6E/TblqVicXrgI/AAAAAAAAAn4/InCNKYVEGdA/s320/frenster%2Bmemory%2B2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600624529867517442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHdXrwUrY0I/TblsFiZEJPI/AAAAAAAAAoI/6j71z4za3FU/s1600/frenster%2Bmemory%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 122px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHdXrwUrY0I/TblsFiZEJPI/AAAAAAAAAoI/6j71z4za3FU/s320/frenster%2Bmemory%2B4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600626453999002866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57hW61k4Ml8/TblsQFTeTPI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/SSGNWL82ocY/s1600/frenster%2Bmemory%2B6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57hW61k4Ml8/TblsQFTeTPI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/SSGNWL82ocY/s320/frenster%2Bmemory%2B6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600626635169484018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*senyum*&lt;br /&gt;There are more, but I guess it'll enough for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thank you Friendster. You'll be missed. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-1608539594176361123?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1608539594176361123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=1608539594176361123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1608539594176361123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1608539594176361123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/04/goodbye-friendster.html' title='Goodbye Friendster.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RC8HyrRASlw/TblrMhggT5I/AAAAAAAAAoA/0EUqO804M1M/s72-c/friendster-logo.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-4842103555276585675</id><published>2011-04-20T12:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T12:19:40.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FDX05IIANa0/Ta5e1LfnYwI/AAAAAAAAAng/GmvJZz7Vozk/s1600/matt.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FDX05IIANa0/Ta5e1LfnYwI/AAAAAAAAAng/GmvJZz7Vozk/s320/matt.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597515654579577602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This guy was so nice that he was fooled and blindsided twice by the same people on Survivor: Redemption Island, Season 22.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matt oh Matt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What were you thinking? As nice as you are, you can forgive, but must never ever forget. That is what everyone should apply.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, with this season having a redemption island, those who are voted off can re-enter the game if he or she survived the redemption island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't be so nice. People will kill you for that :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-4842103555276585675?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/4842103555276585675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=4842103555276585675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4842103555276585675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4842103555276585675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/04/fool-me-once-shame-on-you-fool-me-twice.html' title='Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FDX05IIANa0/Ta5e1LfnYwI/AAAAAAAAAng/GmvJZz7Vozk/s72-c/matt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-4624030872407668137</id><published>2011-04-11T12:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T14:02:36.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movies Review 2011. Part 1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b7HMfnOgpFE/TaKCf0Dg-iI/AAAAAAAAAnY/i3Jx7-HMmqw/s1600/blog.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b7HMfnOgpFE/TaKCf0Dg-iI/AAAAAAAAAnY/i3Jx7-HMmqw/s320/blog.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594177170208520738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Korang mesti ingat saya dah pindah ke Jabatan Tulis Blog Negara (JTBN) kan? Dah ada 4 post untuk bulan ni, padahal baru 11 hari bulan. Sebenarnye bukan saya tak ada kerja lain, serious, kerja saya banyak gila, tapi saya tulis ni bila kelapangan. Tolong jangan bagitau bos saya ye. Kalau dia tau, habis lah. Dah la bahasa macam budak darjah 2. Mau saya dihantar ke kursus bahasa untuk 2 tahun berturut-turut macam ni... (mohon simpati, mata besar sambil berair-air)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sebenarnye, saya nak citer pasal movie-movie yang yang saya tengok sejak 3 bulan yang lepas. Lama pulak tak citer pasal hiburan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hikayat Merong Mahawangsa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First sekali pasal movie yang semua banggakan, Hikayat Merong Mahawangsa, terbitan KRU. Kalau korang nak tau, movie ni dapat tajaan daripada Kementerian Sains dan Teknologi (MOSTI) pasal ada teknologi baru yang digunakan. Of course, korang tengok citer ni pon dah tau graphic dia lawa, satu permulaan yang kire bagus jugaklah untuk movie Malaysia. Tapi ada benda yang lacking untuk saya score 5 bintang kat movie ni. Bahasa dan jalan cerita. Korang tengok tak citer Puteri Gunung Ledang? Saya rasa cerita tu sangat superb, dilihatkan dari segi lenggok bahasa dan jalan cerita, memang kajian atau research yang dibuat tak boleh kita nafikan. Mungkin grafik tak selawa Merong Mahawangsa, tapi at least PGL lebih convincing. Banyak yang saya tak paham, tapi yang paling pening sekali macam mana Merong jatuh dari menara dan semua orang mati? Confuse. Tapi memandangkan grafik dia sangat awesome, saya bagi markah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; 2.5/5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Khurafat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Orang kata kalau citer anak Yusof Haslam ni, mesti dia berlakon macho semacam. Tapi untuk movie ni saya rasa tak. Lakonan Sabrina Ali sangat convincing even ni first time saya tengok dia dalam movie. Walaupun cerita ni sangat menjimatkan elektrik pasal semua lampu dalam scene dia off (mungkin dia shoot time Earth Hour), tapi dapat menimbulkan elemen-elemen terkejut macam dalam citer-citer Thailand atau Korea. Ending cerita ni sangat brilliant and very very unexpected. Must see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4/5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The King's Speech&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, ni cerita yang bolot Oscar. Jadi terpaksa la saya tengok. Untuk korang yang tak minat sejarah, tak payah bazirkan RM12 untuk beli tiket, better bagi saya satu burger McD. Tapi untuk saya, cerita ni agak 'fresh', cerita pasal Raja George, raja England, bapa kepada Queen Elizabeth II yang ada sekarang ni. Kalau korang nak tau, Raja George ni gagap orangnya. So ini cerita macam mana dia harungi hidup dia sebagai seorang Raja yang gagap, tapi dengan bantuan seorang commoner, yang kononnye seorang doktor dan akhirnya membantu Raja George ni tadi. Macam saya cakap earlier, untuk orang yang minat sejarah je kot. Takde aksi, takde klimaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3/5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Man From Nowhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok. Tadi menang oscar, citer ni pulak menang Best Asian Movie. Citer Korea. Lebih mirip kepada citer Hollywood. Kisah pasal seorang bekas Ejen rahsia Kerajaan dengan seorang budak kecik, macam mana budak kecik yang jugak jiran ejen lelaki ni diculik dan terlibat dalam sindiket pengedaran dadah. Memang banyak aksi, main perasaan dan emosi. Ewah. Kire berdebar-debar jugak la masa tengok. Untuk gadis-gadis yang suka Korea nye citer cintan, malangnya ni bukan taste anda semua. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3.5/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sekian untuk kali ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6159567361023322718-4624030872407668137?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/4624030872407668137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=4624030872407668137&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4624030872407668137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4624030872407668137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/04/movies-review-2011-part-1.html' title='Movies Review 2011. Part 1.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b7HMfnOgpFE/TaKCf0Dg-iI/AAAAAAAAAnY/i3Jx7-HMmqw/s72-c/blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-5709963886746170042</id><published>2011-04-07T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T01:17:35.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bukan Milikku.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-beCUREqGG_0/TZ9DJIaeBrI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/9zj7hWo_2A4/s1600/happy-family-01.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/-beCUREqGG_0/TZ9DJIaeBrI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/9zj7hWo_2A4/s320/happy-family-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593263086373832370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sepanjang yang  saya ingat, saya selalu dapat apa yang saya nak.&lt;br /&gt;Allah kurniakan saya satu kehidupan yang mustahil untuk dibandingkan dengan yang lain.&lt;br /&gt;Keluarga, persahabatan, kesihatan, kesenangan, pelajaran, agama, kasih sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kadang-kadang kita alpa, di mana syukurku atas semua kurniaanNya.&lt;br /&gt;Dan tiba masa, satu yang paling saya hajati, yang paling saya ingini, yang paling ingin saya miliki,&lt;br /&gt;tidak menjadi rezekiku.&lt;br /&gt;Solat hajat, nazar.&lt;br /&gt;Terasa tamak pulak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin Dia ada rancangan lain untukku.&lt;br /&gt;"Ya Allah, jangan benarkan aku lalai lagi melupai semua nikmat yang Engkau kurnai. Dan aku redha jika ini ketentuanMu. Engkaulah yang Maha Mengetahui."&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/6159567361023322718-5709963886746170042?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/5709963886746170042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=5709963886746170042&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/5709963886746170042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/5709963886746170042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/04/bukan-milikku.html' title='Bukan Milikku.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-beCUREqGG_0/TZ9DJIaeBrI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/9zj7hWo_2A4/s72-c/happy-family-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-3163876741732843117</id><published>2011-04-06T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T23:12:05.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typical You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BECM8a_GYgI/TZxzws6ScoI/AAAAAAAAAnI/XC94InEsttU/s1600/support.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BECM8a_GYgI/TZxzws6ScoI/AAAAAAAAAnI/XC94InEsttU/s320/support.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592472117813867138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Situasi 1: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Siti Nurhaliza Menang Anugerah Paling Popular&lt;br /&gt;You: Arh, nyampah. Balik-balik dia yang menang, meluat la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Siti Nurhaliza Tarik Diri Daripada Anugerah Bintang Paling Popular&lt;br /&gt;You: Berlagak, bajet nak bagi can la tu, padahal takut kalah la tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Situasi 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Parti A menang pilihanraya&lt;br /&gt;You: Rakyat dah bersuara!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Parti A kalah pilihanraya&lt;br /&gt;You: Semua tu pasal banyak sangat pengundi hantu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Situasi 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anda disaman polis menggunakan saman ekor&lt;br /&gt;You: Polis tak ada hak. Tak perlu bayar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Banyak eksiden kat jalanraya&lt;br /&gt;You: Polis tak buat keje!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Situasi 4:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proton menarik balik Kereta Satria atas masalah teknikal&lt;br /&gt;You: Kereta cap ayam memang macam tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honda menarik balik Kereta Jazz atas masalah teknikal&lt;br /&gt;You: Kereta oversea memang mementingkan keselamatan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Situasi 5:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasukan bola sepak Malaysia menang Piala Suzuki&lt;br /&gt;You: Nasib je, lawan pon team cap ayam... tu pon sat je tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasukan bola sepak Malaysia kalah Piala Suzuki&lt;br /&gt;You: Main cam sengal, memang patut pun kalah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wonder that sometimes you might be wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Be positive. Be a little bit supportive.&lt;br /&gt;Typical you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-3163876741732843117?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3163876741732843117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=3163876741732843117&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/3163876741732843117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/3163876741732843117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/04/typical-you.html' title='Typical You.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BECM8a_GYgI/TZxzws6ScoI/AAAAAAAAAnI/XC94InEsttU/s72-c/support.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-5159148482143455985</id><published>2011-04-04T14:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T16:47:41.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Electric Train Services (ETS).</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3WITQd6CbRs/TZmFmyuyp-I/AAAAAAAAAnA/7Zlcp7kBvbM/s1600/ETS.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3WITQd6CbRs/TZmFmyuyp-I/AAAAAAAAAnA/7Zlcp7kBvbM/s320/ETS.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591647313856735202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had my first experience using Malaysia's fastest train, ETS (Electric Train Services) for my ride back home to Ipoh from KL Central.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It took exactly 1 hour 55 minutes and the train could go as fast as 145 km/h. It's very clean, comfortable, modern, reliable and sharp which we can be proud of. At the moment, this service is only available between the ride KL-Ipoh, but it would be extended to Perlis by the end of 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To me, ETS could provide an opportunity for Perakians to be connected to both Kuala Lumpur and Penang within a very small period of time, and at the same time, Perak could be apart of Greater KL someday, similar as Greater Tokyo which involved &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;7,800 km² &lt;/span&gt;landmass, which is HUGE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, RM30 per trip is quite expensive for a day trip to Ipoh, don't you think? Compare to travelling with bus which only cost you not more than RM20, and only a 1/2 an hour extra from ETS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But anyhow, I'm still proud of it (^^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s. Masih terasa penat bila sampai kat stesen keretapi Ipoh, tak dapat teksi dan terpaksa berjalan 15 minit ke ofis untuk mengambil kereta dengan beg backpacker yang sangat besar. Macam tourist pulak. Patut bawak map sekali...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6159567361023322718-5159148482143455985?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/5159148482143455985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=5159148482143455985&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/5159148482143455985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/5159148482143455985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/04/electric-train-services-ets.html' title='Electric Train Services (ETS).'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3WITQd6CbRs/TZmFmyuyp-I/AAAAAAAAAnA/7Zlcp7kBvbM/s72-c/ETS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-4596341665962899585</id><published>2011-03-28T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T19:23:24.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where it all begins.'/><title type='text'>To where it all begins. Part 1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XnjWt0gGTeo/TY9u0Nvm7KI/AAAAAAAAAlw/hfu0J77wGKg/s1600/krs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XnjWt0gGTeo/TY9u0Nvm7KI/AAAAAAAAAlw/hfu0J77wGKg/s400/krs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588807505911671970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been keeping this post for a while now without posting it. I had this policy which I won't allow myself to post anything personal until today, which I realize that I don't have a strong good memories to remember all this stories I had. So I decided to post it. So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 1998. A year which I realize that I was different. Having straight A's at my Primary School Examinations (UPSR) cost me almost all my primary school friends. I was labelled the 'action' malay guy who are now in the top class. So I decided to start all over again. I wanted to be somebody at school like my sisters did. My eldest sis is very good in her studies, while my second sis was someone important in the military band, and almost everybody knows them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I joined 'Kadet Remaja Sekolah' (KRS), a military alike body in school which at first is my last choice to begin with. From there I made some new friends, good ones. Mas, Lim CJ, Syahila, Azlan, Elyna, Zaha. By the middle of the year, we became the 'next big thing' in KRS to which Syahila was appointed as the treasurer, and I became the Assistant Secretary at our 1st year. All of us were appointed as Copral (for boys) and Lans Copral (for girls) by the President, Thirumal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KRS taught me a hard life. We marched almost every week under the hot sun, went camping at school and Pangkor, physical training and most importantly, dicipline. Not to forget, politics. We as the next big thing, thought that we were in control, even to the seniors. We thought we are ruling the body. By the 2nd year, almost every single one of us had a post. Syahila remained as the treasurer, I'm the secretary. This is like a strong ally, because we were the ones who controlled the votes at Annual Grand Meeting. As we thought so. And from there, we started to shape the new era of KRS. This is like our life in school. But aside from that, our bond remained strong. We hang out together most of the time, chatting on the phone and to get to school on Saturday morning was something that I looked forward everyweek because it was the time I could be with them, having fun time together, and being in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the third year, our ego was like a balloon that awaits to explode. Syahila won the Treasurer post for the third time a row, while I remained as the Secretary of KRS for the 2nd year. But the friendship among us were parting their ways. Catfight among the girls, love affair and politics kept us apart, but the three men ally of Syahila, Mas and I remained strong, with Azlan and Lim being neutral by not involving too much. We had a new president at this moment, Lavendra, a very nice guy who is like a big brother to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, KRS has turned into one of the biggest cocuricullar body in school. Our marching team was one of the best, we had our 'Perkhemahan Tahunan' at school, Merentas Desa through Bukit Engku Busu, Ujian Kenaikan Pangkat and so on. And, we were still ruling... All of the activities were filled with interesting horror ghost stories which we were popular of for telling it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the 4th year, with us in control, Azlan was the new president, which he truly deserved. I'm still the secretary, Syahila, still the treasurer. We kept this post to ourselves once again. Elyna at this time, had parted her ways. Azlan era wasn't that long. Azlan, Zaha and I scored straight A's at our PMR and were offerded to enter MRSM. Azlan and Zaha left, but I rejected the offer. So there I was, still in ACS at my 4th year. As at this moment, we didn't have a President and were not planning to appoint anyone as we thought we would lost the post to someone other than 'us'. It wouldn't be fun isn't it to have an outsider as our leader, until the next annual grand meeting where we decided it's time to change the appointment of president policy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We created 5 posts of Majlis Tertinggi, The President, 2 vice presidents, a secretary and a treasurer. We abolished the open suggestions from the members and the candidates were selected by us. This is the moment when we destroyed democracy in KRS. Not proud of it.&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;I was aware that I was the unpopular candidate compare to Mas. I remember I was this mad guy with bad temper, very strict whom I guess everyone was afraid of. I received bad and terrible comments from the members every time we had a survey but somehow it didn't effect me at all. Maybe this is why I was called the 'King of Ego' during those days. As expected, Mas won the presidency race but I secured my place as the Vice president. Even I knew there were many who were against me, but I also knew that I have my own strong base of supporters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Through our last year, we re-organised back the activities, according to our needs and thoughts. We created Perkhemahan Kenaikan Pangkat, the camp where everyone needs to go through some test before having their 1st stripe as Lans Copral, Copral. We didn't want anyone to get through the easy was as we did. This would be fair to everyone I think. Besides, having new post like Ketua Kawat made the management to be in more focus aside with having platuns, lead by a copral. I guess we were not that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We remained close after the end of our era, but parted our ways when we further our study to the other part of the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels weird that I did some of that things back then. It seems like I was a stranger to myself. But other than making a strong base of friends and supporters, being hated and having this negative image by some people eventually destroyed me, and from there, I changed...&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/6159567361023322718-4596341665962899585?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/4596341665962899585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=4596341665962899585&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4596341665962899585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4596341665962899585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/03/to-where-it-all-begins-part-1.html' title='To where it all begins. Part 1.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XnjWt0gGTeo/TY9u0Nvm7KI/AAAAAAAAAlw/hfu0J77wGKg/s72-c/krs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-9051321668802205204</id><published>2011-03-28T09:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T09:43:31.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Got Married, 1 Is Now A Father.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U7sPl98EC88/TY_lcV0jlEI/AAAAAAAAAl4/IiUxsPAACCA/s400/kenduri%2Bewan.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588937937646752834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Ierwan got married on 12th of February 2011 in Kelantan. 7 of us managed to get there by having 5 hours drive with our new 'kereta kelab'. Sempat singgah Cameron Highland jugak on the way. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Ierwan was my 1st year roommate, and without a doubt he's the one who got me connected with those pakciks. He's an awesome friend with super mysterious ways. Congratulations bro. Semoga kekal bahagia ke akhir hayat, dunia dan akhirat. Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PaTPL1fneuE/TY_m7_FwXvI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Aroj2OS6fwY/s1600/kisha.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PaTPL1fneuE/TY_m7_FwXvI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Aroj2OS6fwY/s320/kisha.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588939580812320498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 weeks after, my bestfriend is now a father! Qisha Nur Eryna binti Mohd Nazul Iqwan was born the 25th in Seremban.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Selamat menjadi bapak Nazul. You're gonna be great. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-9051321668802205204?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/9051321668802205204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=9051321668802205204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/9051321668802205204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/9051321668802205204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/03/1-got-married-1-is-now-father_28.html' title='1 Got Married, 1 Is Now A Father.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U7sPl98EC88/TY_lcV0jlEI/AAAAAAAAAl4/IiUxsPAACCA/s72-c/kenduri%2Bewan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-4627147970183051678</id><published>2011-03-16T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T20:29:53.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for Japan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BsGVTbjKOqs/TYCtL2xRPoI/AAAAAAAAAlg/_Y8HwXWTEI8/s1600/tsunami.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BsGVTbjKOqs/TYCtL2xRPoI/AAAAAAAAAlg/_Y8HwXWTEI8/s400/tsunami.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584653957131746946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Japan was hit with a massive tsunami due to earthquake last week.&lt;br /&gt;A day after, a nuclear reactor exploded followed by a another one the next day.&lt;br /&gt;Not only they lose their homes and beloved families, now they are facing dangerous radiation exposure. With no electricity, no transport and I believe it's cold over there... I wish them well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for their safety. :(&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/6159567361023322718-4627147970183051678?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/4627147970183051678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=4627147970183051678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4627147970183051678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4627147970183051678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/03/pray-for-japan.html' title='Pray for Japan.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BsGVTbjKOqs/TYCtL2xRPoI/AAAAAAAAAlg/_Y8HwXWTEI8/s72-c/tsunami.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-7129654475335417824</id><published>2011-03-08T22:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T20:18:14.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kerana Gadis Itu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RvNSqRfEdt4/TXZBnKyIH9I/AAAAAAAAAlY/XgStKrAbMZA/s1600/gadis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RvNSqRfEdt4/TXZBnKyIH9I/AAAAAAAAAlY/XgStKrAbMZA/s400/gadis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581720929337614290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would like to rephrased this post as I don't really understand what I've written either. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahu tak kenapa saya tak pernah maki, mencarut atau curse? Semua kerana 13 tahun dulu, saya pernah tercakap 'cel**a' di depan seorang gadis yang pernah saya suka. Selepas mendengar bebelan si gadis dan menyedari perkataan itu telah melukai hatinya, even saya tak tujukan kepada si dia pun, saya berjanji pada diri sendiri, takkan lagi mengeluarkan perkataan-perkataan macam tu... sehinggalah hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, apa yang cuba saya sampaikan di sini hanyalah untuk korang tau betapa besarnya pengaruh seorang wanita kepada seorang lelaki. Baik wanita itu, baiklah lelakinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Wanita Sedunia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Terima kasih pada gadis itu...&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/6159567361023322718-7129654475335417824?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7129654475335417824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=7129654475335417824&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7129654475335417824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7129654475335417824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/03/kerana-gadis-itu.html' title='Kerana Gadis Itu.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RvNSqRfEdt4/TXZBnKyIH9I/AAAAAAAAAlY/XgStKrAbMZA/s72-c/gadis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-6106207723131330369</id><published>2011-02-19T20:30:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T22:49:38.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pakciks at Hatyai, Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KUy09XT2-zY/TV-4DuiIaEI/AAAAAAAAAkg/MeAZXNC-7gc/s1600/hatyai1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575377237878270018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KUy09XT2-zY/TV-4DuiIaEI/AAAAAAAAAkg/MeAZXNC-7gc/s400/hatyai1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We seldom claimed that every trip we had was our last one but none of that was even close to true. So this time, the pakciks decided to go further, Hatyai Thailand. Only the bachelor pakciks were available this time (Ezzanie, Zulkarnine, Amin, Haidi, Amir and myself), excluded one who has already been engaged as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1:&lt;/strong&gt; The journey started off on the 12th of February 2011 with us gathering in Penang, taking a minivan from Butterworth at 9.00 in the morning which only worth RM32 per person. The travelling took us about 3 hours included the lag time we had during immigration check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At noon, there we were, in the middle of Hatyai town without any knowing where to go or to stay, just because there are some of us who didn't allow the rest of us to make some research on this place as this was going to be a so-called adventurous journey. But luckily, just as we were walking with all the bagages we had, we found a good and reasonable place to stay, Lee Gardens Hotel. The hotel was nice, it was a 3-star, but definitely worth it. It cost us only RM60 per night with additional RM20 for extra bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575411527469366338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dsjEOzjbuAc/TV_XPpNt_EI/AAAAAAAAAlI/LxEzIROCLlw/s400/hatyai10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After lunch, which the meal was exactly like ours in Malaysia only with extra sweet and sour taste, we decided to have a walk around the town, searching for something interesting to take home. Hatyai is rich with man-made souveniers, fake branded clothes, t-shirts, watches, cds and electrical stuffs, which everything I found it cheaper than we had back at home. I just got back from Koh Samui the other week, so for me, there's nothing much to look for. Plus, I didn't bring enough cash to get me extra shopping. Duh~ We filled the whole day 1 with shopping and walking, and shopping... and walking. We even get ourselves the same t-shirt which has the word 'Hatyai' on it to be wore on the last day. And at night, we had our grand meal together at 1 Muslim restaurants, and the food was superb and I'm out of words to describe it. The services are excellent as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575410889905168818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fU5otCsfhN0/TV_WqiGkYbI/AAAAAAAAAko/WFQT7MALtWw/s400/hatyai2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Day 2: We decided day 2 was going to be the sight-seeing day. After breakfast, we took a 'tuk tuk' to get us to 3 interesting places. And the first one was, Wat Hat Yai Nai, where a huge reclining Buddha with the size of 35 metres long, 15 metres tall and 10 metres wide. As some people didn't know, which include us, this was claimed as the 3rd largest reclining Buddha in the world. Seriously, it's huge. Then we moved on to the next place, another Buddhist temple which I didn't remember the name was, but with another huge Buddha. This place includes cemetary, tower and tons of idols. Our 'tuk tuk' driver was curious that having Muslims went to a Buddhist temple, but it was just for sight seeing as I guess these kind of temples is very rare to us in Malaysia, and I don't there's nothing wrong with it. After lunch, we proceed to our last checkpoint, which I think is the best one of the rest, the floating market of Hatyai. The concept is similar as the night market as what we have here in Malaysia, it's just that they were selling delicious and unique delicacies which we never tried before, on a boat. The food was incredibly awesome. It's the first place I would recommend to anyone who is visiting Hatyai to come to, this market opens at 2pm till midnight. Simply awesome. I miss the meatball already...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575411044057190818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lc3_DUc5ikM/TV_WzgXRkaI/AAAAAAAAAkw/oviYmDczNQw/s400/hatyai4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575411210645216418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GujPQaOjDM8/TV_W9M89HKI/AAAAAAAAAk4/-SPPq64ceCo/s400/hatyai6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After maghrib, we had our dinner at different Muslim restaurants, and as usual, the meals are never dissappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575411369476983522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FwwUIeJbrK8/TV_XGcpZiuI/AAAAAAAAAlA/t-O_tA_KOI0/s400/hatyai7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Day 3: On the last day, with us wearing the same t-shirts, boria, we had our last shopping trip around Hatyai town once again for last minute buy-off. I got myself a backpacker bag, which only cost me about RM85 and those pakciks bought a seriously huge amounts of stuffs for their loved ones. We checked out at 2.00pm in the afternoon and push off back to Penang with minivan at 3.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We treat ourselves with a movie afterwards, The Green Hornet, which is very very very cool. A must see movie. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575411670724403266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2lxHXvJihyY/TV_XX-4YYEI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/U34VlwYHfXw/s400/hatyai8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Previously we always claimed every trip we had is our last one, but I doubt it. That was never true. And I'm sure there's more to come with pakciks with us already having our holidays fund on the line. So, thank you pakciks for this awesome trip. I lebiu and miss you guys already. "None other than with you guys, I am genuine"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-6106207723131330369?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/6106207723131330369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=6106207723131330369&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/6106207723131330369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/6106207723131330369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/02/pakciks-at-hatyai-thailand.html' title='Pakciks at Hatyai, Thailand'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KUy09XT2-zY/TV-4DuiIaEI/AAAAAAAAAkg/MeAZXNC-7gc/s72-c/hatyai1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-4617228779423083114</id><published>2011-01-25T17:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T18:19:23.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cantik Tapi Kotor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;‘Malaysia cantik tapi kotor’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2011/01/24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LABIS: Menteri Pelancongan, Datuk Seri Dr Ng Yen Yen, berkata majoriti pelancong asing ke negara ini mengakui Malaysia sebuah negara yang cantik, namun mempunyai masalah dari segi kebersihan. Beliau berkata, antara aspek kebersihan yang sering dibangkitkan pelawat membabitkan gerai makan, longkang dan tandas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bercakap kepada pemberita di sini, Yen Yen berkata aspek kebersihan itu akan kekal menjadi masalah jika rakyat negara ini tidak menjadikannya amalan kehidupan.&lt;br /&gt;“Kementerian Pelancongan mengambil kira aduan yang ditimbulkan pelancong. Jadi, kita perlu mengambil kira aspek kebersihan ini,” katanya selepas melancarkan program ‘1Malaysia Green, 1Malaysia Clean’ peringkat daerah Segamat di Pusat Rekreasi Kolam Air Panas, semalam. Mengenai pusat rekreasi itu, Yen Yen berkata, kajian untuk menambah baik kawasan berkenaan akan dilakukan bagi menarik perhatian pengunjung, terutama rakyat Singapura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566065295673804034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TT6i5WlERQI/AAAAAAAAAkU/iLAf3oAERss/s400/monyet.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok. This is totally true. We don't need review from outsiders to realize this, even the Malaysians know that and I do feel ashamed about this. 'Some people' wants to be just like Singapore, but they never act like them. The streets and drains are their bin of rubbish and never felt guilty about that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would suggest that these 'uncivilised' people are taken to court, and ordered to wear clothes with writing "SAYA MEMBUANG SAMPAH MERATA-RATA" while cleaning the public park. Oh! And must not forget the photos of them are taken while doing so are published on daily newspaper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bagus kan idea ni? I think Singapore did this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-4617228779423083114?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/4617228779423083114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=4617228779423083114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4617228779423083114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4617228779423083114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/01/cantik-tapi-kotor.html' title='Cantik Tapi Kotor.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TT6i5WlERQI/AAAAAAAAAkU/iLAf3oAERss/s72-c/monyet.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-1804025710760724831</id><published>2011-01-22T21:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T22:20:11.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All We Need Is Some Support.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why I keep on thinking that it's already 2012?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, Happy New Year everyone! It's 2011 yo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565014244557474146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TTrm-IDWSWI/AAAAAAAAAkM/k2xENqonslg/s400/anarafali3ajl2586982289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I was watching Anugerah Juara Lagu 25 last week and Ana Raffali won with the song Tolong Ingatkan Aku. Well, it was indeed a surprise. Truly, I thought Faizal Tahir would win big this time. But I really don't mind actually with Ana Raffali winning it all, the song is good. I like it. Maybe the vocal and performance were not as good as some are, but she won the best song award, not the vocal nor performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But as usual, we Malaysians would never be that supportive if what we want didn't come to reality. So here and there, people were criticizing the judging and condemn this poor new singer songwriter. Who are we to judge?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What we are lacking now here is some support. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The same goes to our brand. Take Proton for example. Why are we Malaysians never give any credits to our own national carmaker, instead, Proton is always considered as 'Expensive but No Quality'. The worse case, Proton is a joke to some people. Yes, maybe there are a lot of improvements that need to be done, but give them chance. They are family. They are Malaysians. Whoelse they can rely to if not us? &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So guys, be proud of what we have today. Please support... We could go somewhere... far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-1804025710760724831?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1804025710760724831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=1804025710760724831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1804025710760724831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1804025710760724831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2011/01/all-we-need-is-some-support.html' title='All We Need Is Some Support.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TTrm-IDWSWI/AAAAAAAAAkM/k2xENqonslg/s72-c/anarafali3ajl2586982289.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-7689027951061813566</id><published>2010-12-29T10:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T11:25:37.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satun, Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TRqpqqvYveI/AAAAAAAAAj8/eAuoU18EcuU/s1600/24122010194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555939640807570914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TRqpqqvYveI/AAAAAAAAAj8/eAuoU18EcuU/s400/24122010194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went to Satun, Thailand the other day for a business trip. It was my first time being in the country and it only took me about 2 hours plus from Penang, driving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555940007403421922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TRqqAAapgOI/AAAAAAAAAkE/_cfNisg-M5k/s400/2329988125_675ed0257c_z.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Going there through Wang Kelian Immigration is totally a different experience for me, far different from Singapore or KLIA or Manila immigration which I am used to. The checkpoint is very narrow, as I think lorries or busses are restricted. The custom also is not as strict as Singapore is. As for that, I didn't spend much time here, which was pleasant I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the checkpoint, everything was different. The road, the people, the building, their paddy field. How amazing it was, even after metres away, there is a lot of changes between the border. Many of the Thais in Satun can speak Malay, but some of the don't and Muslims are the mojority citizens of Satun. Buddhist temples here are very shining and big, which was amazing and different from what we have here in Malaysia. Is it? Or is it me who is not exposed to what Malaysian Buddhist temples look like? Hehe, sorry sorry... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And as I was very much interested on the economy status of the province, from what I can say is, it is difficult to for us Malaysian to compete with the price here in Satun, as their stuffs and food are very cheap. Besides, the buying power and economy status for most of them are not as strong as Malaysians. So I think, to get our products here is not a really good idea, but to have a collaboration with them would be great, as their manpower and materials are cheap and sourceful, plus with our skills, brand and knowledge, the economy between the the state and the province would be a boost, with the help of good relationship between these 2 governments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Philippines check. Singapore check. Thailand check... Next please ;-)&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/6159567361023322718-7689027951061813566?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7689027951061813566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=7689027951061813566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7689027951061813566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7689027951061813566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/12/satun-thailand.html' title='Satun, Thailand'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TRqpqqvYveI/AAAAAAAAAj8/eAuoU18EcuU/s72-c/24122010194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-1211324983837117834</id><published>2010-12-20T10:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T10:18:49.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The legendary Doraemon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TQ683YfVQwI/AAAAAAAAAjw/PlX1TXdZbp4/s1600/Doraemon_family-doraemon-11131839-300-300.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552583050247095042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TQ683YfVQwI/AAAAAAAAAjw/PlX1TXdZbp4/s400/Doraemon_family-doraemon-11131839-300-300.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Remember this guy? Or this robot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Doraemon is a manga series created by Fujio F. Fujiko. which later became a TV series by Asian Series. Doraemon is a cat robot which travels back in time to his master's ancestor, to change their destiny. The 1st appearance of the series is back in 1969, with 1,344 original series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Back in 2002, Doraemon was selected as one of the Asian Heroes, listed by TIME magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After all this time, Doraemon is still my all time favourite cartoon series and comics. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Even after 41 years, Doraemon is a phenomenal to many, including myself. A true legend indeed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s. Doraemon doesn't have an ending, but this video of comic page is created by a cartoonist which is the most suitable one for a perfect end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PK3rawz4rnA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PK3rawz4rnA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-1211324983837117834?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1211324983837117834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=1211324983837117834&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1211324983837117834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1211324983837117834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/12/legendary-doraemon.html' title='The legendary Doraemon.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TQ683YfVQwI/AAAAAAAAAjw/PlX1TXdZbp4/s72-c/Doraemon_family-doraemon-11131839-300-300.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-6839162722294512377</id><published>2010-12-07T09:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T10:05:04.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Service.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TP2WMGx0JkI/AAAAAAAAAjo/CyPmyWQ0FqU/s1600/waiter1_23114204_std.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547755450712467010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TP2WMGx0JkI/AAAAAAAAAjo/CyPmyWQ0FqU/s400/waiter1_23114204_std.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has been a while since my last post huh? Quite busy with work and I've been outstationed for some time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was in Singapore the past 2 weeks for a task, and during my visit there I past by a competition on waiting service joined by some elite hotels and restaurants which have their waiter or waitress representatives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It made me realize that waiter is actually a professional job. Well, ok, I do realize it way before that, but this time, it really knocked my head, saying that being a waiter is not that as easy as it seems. They have protocols and serving hospitality services to the customers. It's just that I didn't have the chance to have that kind of service quite often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll never experience it if you eat McD or mamak stalls the whole time, but I think this kind of attitude of providing the best service not only covers well-known hotels or restaurants, but also everywhere. It is difficult to see someone greet you at 7 eleven, with a &lt;em&gt;"Good day sir"&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;"Please come again&lt;/em&gt;", even a smile seems like an expensive treat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As currently Datuk Ng Yen Yen is doing a great job in promoting Malaysia outside, then I think it is better for us to be prepared to give the best service to our guests. If you are not able to provide a protocol training to your worker, ask them to greet and smile would be enough :-) We are Malaysians after all, a friendly community...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-6839162722294512377?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/6839162722294512377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=6839162722294512377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/6839162722294512377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/6839162722294512377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/12/best-service.html' title='The Best Service.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TP2WMGx0JkI/AAAAAAAAAjo/CyPmyWQ0FqU/s72-c/waiter1_23114204_std.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-7633126646803302291</id><published>2010-11-13T14:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T21:51:01.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pakciks, A Day At Teluk Bahang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TN4yyDTtJAI/AAAAAAAAAjg/SrxEy_JzwSg/s1600/pakciks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538920427175093250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TN4yyDTtJAI/AAAAAAAAAjg/SrxEy_JzwSg/s400/pakciks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yezza! We're back once again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time, we went to Teluk Bahang, Penang for a picnic during day time and watched movie (Estet) after dinner. It was considered as Peje's bachelor party as he's getting married in 2 weeks time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One day in never enough for all the 'pretts', but I'm grateful enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks pakciks for an awesome day, I love you guyz, really do ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Sorry for Haidi and Ierwan for not being able to join... )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-7633126646803302291?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7633126646803302291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=7633126646803302291&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7633126646803302291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7633126646803302291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/11/pakciks-day-at-teluk-bahang.html' title='Pakciks, A Day At Teluk Bahang'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TN4yyDTtJAI/AAAAAAAAAjg/SrxEy_JzwSg/s72-c/pakciks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-9001538336513110678</id><published>2010-11-04T12:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T12:54:24.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Enough?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TNI8azFYl-I/AAAAAAAAAjY/xxyaRNBX_wA/s1600/Pengemis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535553323078817762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TNI8azFYl-I/AAAAAAAAAjY/xxyaRNBX_wA/s400/Pengemis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was waiting for my colleague outside a bank yesterday, and while waiting I was busy with my phone when I realize something was moving at my feet. It was an old woman. And again, I was terribly shock and gave her a little scream before realizing she was just a beggar. How emberassing it was when everyone around was chuckling on that dramatic event. Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, when a beggar comes to you, what do you do? You give him or her money, or simply ignore them? It depends right? I used to think, I would just give anyway without any deep thought, because it is for good purpose, and the intention of helping someone is good. If the beggar was lying, about his or her identity and make a lot of fortune by begging, then it is between him/her and God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then, someone approached me the other day, and tell me, that the money even 1 Ringgit can mean a lot to someone who really deserve it. So, is it only about the good intention, or more to helping change someone's life? Wait, I don't know how to put these in words. What I really meant is, I think we need to know where the money we give goes to, rather than just simply give just because he 'looks' old or ill. It doesn't have to be you, giving straight the money, but there's a lot of channel for you to do so, don't you think so...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-9001538336513110678?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/9001538336513110678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=9001538336513110678&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/9001538336513110678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/9001538336513110678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/11/good-enough.html' title='Good Enough?'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TNI8azFYl-I/AAAAAAAAAjY/xxyaRNBX_wA/s72-c/Pengemis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-760391499013252213</id><published>2010-11-02T08:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T08:20:07.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another 10 Interesting Facts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TM9Wocx0d7I/AAAAAAAAAjI/DJfK4fPLYgc/s1600/facial-expressions2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534737719981537202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TM9Wocx0d7I/AAAAAAAAAjI/DJfK4fPLYgc/s400/facial-expressions2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. You can't kill yourself by holding your breath.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Women blink nearly twice as much as men! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. TYPEWRITER is the longest word that can be made using the letters only on one row of the keyboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. It is impossible to lick your elbow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. People say "Alhamdulillah" or "Bless You" when you sneeze because when you Sneeze, your heart stops for a millisecond. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. It is physically impossible for pigs to look up into the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. The "sixth sick sheik's sixth sheep's sick" is said to be the toughest tongue twister in the English language. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. If you sneeze too hard, you can fracture a rib. If you try to Suppress a sneeze; you can rupture a blood vessel in your head or neck and die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534739294742849154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TM9YEHOLJoI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/wZ2sj7IjQDM/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. Each king in a deck of playing cards represents great king from History. "Spades" - King David; "Clubs" - Alexander the Great; " Hearts" - Charlemagne; "Diamonds" - Julius Caesar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10. And finally 99% of people who read this will try to lick their elbow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-760391499013252213?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/760391499013252213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=760391499013252213&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/760391499013252213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/760391499013252213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/11/another-10-interesting-facts.html' title='Another 10 Interesting Facts.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TM9Wocx0d7I/AAAAAAAAAjI/DJfK4fPLYgc/s72-c/facial-expressions2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-8681118983568221189</id><published>2010-10-28T14:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T11:28:12.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TMo_LVZmzGI/AAAAAAAAAjA/fA0u7mtg5cA/s1600/image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533304556133731426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TMo_LVZmzGI/AAAAAAAAAjA/fA0u7mtg5cA/s400/image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you below 40 and does not have a Facebook account?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok... now, who do you think you are? Tarzan? I bet even Tarzans these days have accounts on Facebook, ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week in the news, according to a study, the Malaysians are the most sociable, as they have the most friends in social networking website, like Facebook, in average 233 friends. So, guys, if you have below 233 then you are below average, please work harder. And believe it or not, the Malaysians also spend a whopping 9 hours per week on average on these kind of websites! (As some you may not know, Facebook is the official website for the Malaysians, please take note that). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To me networking is one of the most powerful tool these days, the more you know people, the easier your life would be (with a condition you are not that annoying). With many helps from the new and interesting applications created by Facebook, we are tend to get into it for more entertainment and info. News now spread so fast. Even when 'some' people's little minor issues are told to world through it in seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"sedihnya"... Ok, u put this on your status, now the whole world know you're feeling down. And if you're lucky enough, then people would give some attention and comforting, and if not, you're ignored, which will make you even worse. LoL. Photos of you 'tergedik' sana sini pun ada, and let say 10 years from now, maybe you're a minister, or any other important person, the people will have the chance to see how your private life is or was, is it weird to see your minister's photo yang tergedik sana sini? Then if you're not an attention seeker, please don't do that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, what's the point is, Facebook could be a really good thing. But even if you're the most sociable country, the productivity and the quality of the service is still the most important ones. What's the point of working 8 hours a day, when half of it you're spending it on Facebook? &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/6159567361023322718-8681118983568221189?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8681118983568221189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=8681118983568221189&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8681118983568221189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8681118983568221189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/10/facebook.html' title='Facebook.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TMo_LVZmzGI/AAAAAAAAAjA/fA0u7mtg5cA/s72-c/image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-661124856288744181</id><published>2010-10-25T10:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T10:58:07.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She got married.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Outside, I was happy and overwhelmed, but deep inside I was sad. That's how I feel during my sisters' weddings. It's like letting them go and lose part of your share in their life. Owh, do I need to grow up for feeling so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531812188067653794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 398px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TMTx4FHy6KI/AAAAAAAAAiw/jWKCvrjtyrM/s400/73039_446191316127_697291127_5895990_4381103_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sarah got married last Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She'd been there as far as I could remember, as we get to know each other back then at 1991, when we were 6.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were neighbours, I could scream to her only at the window of my bedroom to hers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's the hot stuff in school, I was the nerdy one, but she sticked with me no matter what, and from there, I got my recognition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we grew up together, and she kept on reminding me that I will always be her best friend no matter what when we left schools and parted our ways to college. But life is not as we planned, we lost our track, and the friendship as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But Sarah Nadiah, maybe you were no longer around the past couple of years, and maybe the years to come too, but remember, not even time could erase the 19 years of friendship we shared, and on this special day of yours, I wish you nothing less but the best in your life, dunia dan akhirat, Selamat Pengantin Baru, Sarah &amp;amp; Izaq.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Izaq, please take good care of her, she's important... she's a sister..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-661124856288744181?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/661124856288744181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=661124856288744181&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/661124856288744181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/661124856288744181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/10/she-got-married.html' title='She got married.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TMTx4FHy6KI/AAAAAAAAAiw/jWKCvrjtyrM/s72-c/73039_446191316127_697291127_5895990_4381103_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-7669713365117140236</id><published>2010-10-19T16:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T16:37:41.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opocot Mak Kau Tergolek!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TL1VASQaI4I/AAAAAAAAAio/MXIwl4CRCfE/s1600/sharon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529669380869858178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TL1VASQaI4I/AAAAAAAAAio/MXIwl4CRCfE/s400/sharon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let me introduce to you, this is Li Syaoran. Ok ok... Li Syaoran is too cool to say "opocot mak kau tergolek".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is one phenomenon among the Malays (not PHD ye), that is called 'melatah'. When they were startled by something that comes without their knowing, they will tend to say something ridiculous which is out of their control. I would say that "Opocot mak kau tergolek" is one of the most polite way to 'melatah', rather than those with bad words or curse. Oh oh! And even worse, those who has the extra actions going on right after that, eg, bersilat. It's hillarious! But dangerous at the same time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Scientifically, I don't know why this 'melatah' thing happens, and does it weird to know that 'melatah' only happens to the Malays?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday, I was on my way to the washroom where I found 2 female cleaners inside, and they started to 'melatah' when they found me there, with loud noise. I was terribly shocked as I thought I was in the wrong washroom. 5 minutes past, yet the 2 cleaners were still 'melatah'. Funny, but kesian pon ada... melatah sampai ke sudah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry kak~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-7669713365117140236?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7669713365117140236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=7669713365117140236&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7669713365117140236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7669713365117140236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/10/opocot-mak-kau-tergolek.html' title='Opocot Mak Kau Tergolek!!!'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TL1VASQaI4I/AAAAAAAAAio/MXIwl4CRCfE/s72-c/sharon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-8903309249335861519</id><published>2010-10-18T08:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T08:35:29.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Interesting Facts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TLuVzsnMU2I/AAAAAAAAAig/sct-tqweBEA/s1600/787482_0e7f_625x1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529177682908828514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TLuVzsnMU2I/AAAAAAAAAig/sct-tqweBEA/s400/787482_0e7f_625x1000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1. Coca-Cola was originally green. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. The most common name in the world is Muhammad.&lt;br /&gt;3. The name of all the continents ends with the same letter that they start with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue.&lt;br /&gt;5. There are two credit cards for every person in the United States. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-8903309249335861519?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8903309249335861519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=8903309249335861519&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8903309249335861519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8903309249335861519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/10/5-interesting-facts.html' title='5 Interesting Facts.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TLuVzsnMU2I/AAAAAAAAAig/sct-tqweBEA/s72-c/787482_0e7f_625x1000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-8331523984737292037</id><published>2010-10-13T11:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T11:52:00.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Membaca.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TLUsmGtu9XI/AAAAAAAAAiY/6og5utQrtZ0/s1600/Image0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527373150816236914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TLUsmGtu9XI/AAAAAAAAAiY/6og5utQrtZ0/s400/Image0101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Korang tau tak bulan Oktober adalah bulan bahasa kebangsaan? Jadi saya meneruskan usaha saya untuk berbahasa Malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Untuk makluman semua, sesiapa yang betul-betul kenal saya, saya adalah orang yang suka membaca. Cewah. Dan minta maaf, memang hidup saya agak membosankan dan tak fun. Sekian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hari tu saya pergi Amcorp Mall kat KL tu. Bukan Kuala Langat ye, tapi Kuala Lumpur. Ada satu kedai buku ni. Apa yang lain daripada lain adalah, buku-buku kat kedai ni sangat murah gila. Bayangkan buku Twilight yang korang suka dan teruja wow kebam keboom tu cuma boleh dapat bawah RM20 je setiap set. Bukan tu je, dah la murah, buku dia pon berkulit tebal. Ah, excited terlebih pulak. Yer, bagi saya yang boring ni, masuk kedai buku adalah ibarat saya masuk kedai game saga ketika berumur 8 tahun. Harap semua maklum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cuma kebanyakkan buku kat sana are not that well known macam kedai-kedai buku lain, but it's very worth it. Eh, terenglish pulak. Tetapi ianya sangatlah berbaloi-baloi. Siapa yang suka membaca, cuba la melawat kedai tu, siapa yang tak suke, cube la suke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-8331523984737292037?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8331523984737292037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=8331523984737292037&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8331523984737292037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8331523984737292037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/10/membaca.html' title='Membaca.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TLUsmGtu9XI/AAAAAAAAAiY/6og5utQrtZ0/s72-c/Image0101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-2548600297853269229</id><published>2010-10-11T09:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T10:13:12.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orang Asli.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TLJyiU9neuI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/KINJQPy4vgo/s1600/2737597044_af06261f3c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526605626805287650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TLJyiU9neuI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/KINJQPy4vgo/s400/2737597044_af06261f3c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, hari ini adalah hari berbahasa Malaysia. Bahasa Malaysia ye semua, bukan lagi Bahasa Melayu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minggu lepas saya pergi perkampungan orang asli kat Royal Belum. Sebenarnye ni semua last minute call, tapi tak apa la, 1st time nak masuk Kg Orang Asli, usually lalu kat sebelah gitu-gitu je kat Tapah, tak pernah masuk. Nak ke sana dari Ipoh ambek masa around 2.5 hingga 3 jam jugak lah. Then kena naik bot lagi 1 jam. Sampai ke seberang Royal Belum tu, kena naik 4 wheel drive lagi dalam setengah jam hingga 40 minit pasal jalan dia bukan tar, jalan merah je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tempat ni memang typical kampung orang asli. Rumah-rumah diorang macam nipah hut lagi, susah nak jumpa rumah batu. Elektrik pon tak ada, guna generator je, tapi apa yang meng'gempak'kan adalah ada antara mereka yang ada astro. Rumah sewa saya pun tak ada astro ye, harap maklum... (Terbayang-bayang orang asli tengok ESPN ke, E! dengan MTV... owh). Line telefon pon tak ada lagi, tapi banyak remaja kat sana dah ada handphone, tatau apa motif...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kebanyakkan orang asli adalah berkulit hitam-hitam manis dan berambut kerinting. Tapi sekarang ada jugak yang berambut lurus, tak pasti kat dalam kampung tu ada perkhidmatan merebonding rambut ke tak, setahu saya tak. Err..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, tapi apa pun, kalau ada kelapangan, datang lah melawat. Kat sini tak ada One Utama ke, Jusco ke, Bowling Plaza ke... Pasal kat sini isu 'kebendaan' ataupun materialistic tu tak wujud. Semua atas apa yang sedia ada, kalau tak ada, tak apa. Tak ada apa-apa yang hendak ditunjuk-tunjuk. Jadi, saya anggap itu sebagai satu kehidupan yang masih suci, suci dari segala kebendaan dan kekayaan, yang sebenarnye punca segala kejahatan. Ewah, tibe-tibe pulak keluar perkataan tu. Tak apa, macam sedap... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sekian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-2548600297853269229?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2548600297853269229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=2548600297853269229&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2548600297853269229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2548600297853269229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/10/orang-asli.html' title='Orang Asli.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TLJyiU9neuI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/KINJQPy4vgo/s72-c/2737597044_af06261f3c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-184397817588923081</id><published>2010-10-06T12:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T12:37:30.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exit to Ipoh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524787248731449026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TKv8uyw-5sI/AAAAAAAAAiI/WrVoPOjMly4/s400/Image0098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For those who didn't know, now there is only one exit to Ipoh when you're using PLUS highway. If you ever miss it, then you have to go to Kuala Kangsar which is about 30km from Ipoh for a U-turn. That is if you're from the south. If you're from the north, then the U-turn you can take which is the nearest is at Simpang Pulai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those from the south, PLUS has already placed LOTS of sign board for the one and only exit, and the font is really THAT big (refer to the photo above), and they have it for every minute of driving after Gopeng before reaching Ipoh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But sometimes your mind just slipped away at that time, and somehow you miss the exit. Like I did previously, with Nine &lt;em&gt;(Nine, kalau aku dengan ko asek2 sesat je kan).&lt;/em&gt; Seriously, Kuala Kangsar is really far for a u-turn. Why don't PLUS put another exit in between? Maybe at Jelapang? Even Taiping has 2 exits...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-184397817588923081?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/184397817588923081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=184397817588923081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/184397817588923081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/184397817588923081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/10/exit-to-ipoh.html' title='Exit to Ipoh.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TKv8uyw-5sI/AAAAAAAAAiI/WrVoPOjMly4/s72-c/Image0098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-2486075262789835284</id><published>2010-10-01T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T14:32:12.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st class.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TKWAQv4W6KI/AAAAAAAAAiA/V9qneI_X1OY/s1600/PTPTN[1].bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522961543258892450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TKWAQv4W6KI/AAAAAAAAAiA/V9qneI_X1OY/s400/PTPTN%5B1%5D.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RM59.7 juta pinjaman PTPTN jadi biasiswa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2010/10/01&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;KUALA LUMPUR: Sejumlah RM59.7 juta pinjaman Perbadanan Tabung Pendidikan Tinggi Nasional (PTPTN) ditukarkan kepada biasiswa sebagai pelepasan kepada 2,162 pelajar institusi pengajian tinggi awam (IPTA) dan swasta (IPTS) yang memperoleh ijazah kelas pertama, tahun ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pelaksanaan dasar baru itu selaras pengumuman Perdana Menteri, Datuk Seri Najib Razak, dalam pembentangan Bajet 2010 tahun lalu bahawa kerajaan akan menukarkan pinjaman PTPTN kepada biasiswa bagi pelajar yang memperoleh ijazah sarjana muda kelas pertama atau setaraf bermula tahun ini. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This was taken from Berita Harian, today, October 1st. Well, this is good news isn't it? But have you wonder what does 1st class honor even means? If you ask my uni friends, they would tell that this is not fair. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are two types of university we have here in Malaysia, the high end and low end university. Let me get this straight first, this has nothing to do with the ranking or the level of any institutes, it's just the different approach taken by them. For example, the learning process in the high end universities are focusing more on theories and research while the low end universities, have more experties on the application and the technical areas. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Therefore, the distribution of marks are different. What they have in the high end universities, 80%~90% marks are relying at their final exams as they are all written test, while the rest comes from the tutorial, or any projects in between the semester. On the other hand, the low end universities have a balance mark distribution, maybe 50~60% marks for the final and the rest comes from their project or tutorial. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So it's different, totally different... Correct me if I'm wrong, but from my experience, I don't think the students have much problem in scoring the projects as some of them are done in group, and the marks are really subjective.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, there's no need to argue much. Either way, it's not as easy as it seems. So, congratulations, anda bebas daripada PTPTN. Hehe~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-2486075262789835284?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2486075262789835284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=2486075262789835284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2486075262789835284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2486075262789835284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/10/1st-class.html' title='1st class.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TKWAQv4W6KI/AAAAAAAAAiA/V9qneI_X1OY/s72-c/PTPTN%5B1%5D.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-4518339246768695470</id><published>2010-09-28T08:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T11:34:09.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Only.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted to post something on why every commercial radio frequencies are different between all states, but I still can't figure it out and didn't fine any answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So let's jump to the other one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521801867230032706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TKFhiuBVs0I/AAAAAAAAAh4/hkdRi1kOFk4/s400/090612_500days2_300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you recognize these words: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If only...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only I was the Superman, I will rule the world instead of being a journalist...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only I was Edward Cullen, I will make Bella a vampire at the 1st movie instead of the last...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only I was a rock star, Kristen Dunst would have been married to me last year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, that is not the point...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only I went to MRSM during my school days, I might be doing very well and better in my SPM but I will never had my ACS Clan experience...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only I accepted the offer from JPA, I would end up studying oversea but I will never met those Pakciks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only I continued my post graduate studies, I will have my Master today but I will never had the chance to be an engineer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and if only I could turn back time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See, these words are evil. They made you think and regret. To me, whatever happens leads from whatever decisions I've made, we shall never regret because everything is already written as Qada' and Qadar. The only we can do is to learn from the mistakes, because they made me the person who I am today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s. gambar atas tu hanya perhiasan semata-mata, saya suka gadis tu tapi dia bukan girlfriend saya ye, dan laki tu bukan saya, saya lebih handsome. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-4518339246768695470?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/4518339246768695470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=4518339246768695470&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4518339246768695470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4518339246768695470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/09/if-only.html' title='If Only.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TKFhiuBVs0I/AAAAAAAAAh4/hkdRi1kOFk4/s72-c/090612_500days2_300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-4439285420485902071</id><published>2010-09-23T08:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T08:12:43.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Girls Should Marry an Engineer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TJqbYfl7ZbI/AAAAAAAAAhw/P-lJeIG2GHQ/s1600/tem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519895138395710898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TJqbYfl7ZbI/AAAAAAAAAhw/P-lJeIG2GHQ/s400/tem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why you should marry an Engineer Let me tell you why girls should eventually marry an engineer over a Law, Management, Arts or Medical School Graduate. He has three distinct advantages over the rest of the graduates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advantage 1: Secure lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;An engineer boyfriend can provide you with a secure lifestyle. At 27 years old, an engineer probably has a respectable, stable job that gives him a high income to own a car, invest, have a comfortable life, and get married and buy a house too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Law graduates are still working as a lowly apprentice in law firm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most management graduates have just failed on their first business plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The arts graduate is still looking for a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the medical school graduate is still living in a hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advantage 2: Unmatchable industriousness&lt;br /&gt;An engineer boyfriend will dedicate an unimaginable amount of his time and effort to understand you. Engineers strain really really hard to understand their work. You can believe that they will try really really hard to understand women too, just like how they understand their work, once they believe that you are the one. So even if they don't understand you initially, they will keep on trying. Even if they still do not understand, they will figure out the correct method to keep you happy (e.g. buy diamond ring = 1 week's worth of happiness.) And once they find out the secret formula, they will just keep on repeating it so that the desired results appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the Lawyer who will argue with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Management graduate who will try to control your spending, The Arts graduate who will 'change major'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the medical school graduate who will operate on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, it's really so easy to make engineer s believe that You are the 'one'. Say that you like one of their project and they will be hooked to you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advantage 3: An engineer boyfriend will never betray your trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me first tell you what is wrong with the rest of the others - The lawyers will lie about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Management graduates will cheat your money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The arts graduate will flirt, and you probably just look like another cadaver to the medical school graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your engineer boyfriend is either too busy to have an affair, and even if he does, he is too dumb to lie to you about that. Hence, an engineer is the most secure boyfriend that you will ever find - rich enough, will keep on trying to understand and please you, has no time for affairs, and too dumb to lie to you. plus they r cooler than the others (^^)v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just so you know, I was an engineer, and once you're an engineer, you're forever one. :p Ok, this is just for fun, don't get mad k...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-4439285420485902071?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/4439285420485902071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=4439285420485902071&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4439285420485902071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4439285420485902071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/09/why-girls-should-marry-engineer.html' title='Why Girls Should Marry an Engineer?'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TJqbYfl7ZbI/AAAAAAAAAhw/P-lJeIG2GHQ/s72-c/tem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-4836471250239827728</id><published>2010-09-22T08:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T08:40:36.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 September</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519531188347021922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TJlQX0AdKmI/AAAAAAAAAho/rSAqJQXXjIQ/s400/birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was 16 September, and Alhamdulillah, thank you God that I've turned 25.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whatever you may call, quarter of century, a silver jubilee of what so ever, I would like to thank everyone for all the birthday wishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They made my whole day! (^^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To me, being 25 means you're no longer a teenager, and now you're a man! I feel a little bit old here right now, and a bit pressure as well. Everyone is asking about marriage. Yeah, I can see myself, with wife and kids. Fetching the little ones from school, go out shopping with the lady, waking up late at night to feed the babies, go back home to the in laws... It's a life that I've been thinking about, and that is the main purpose of me switching my previous job to this current one. But as much as I want that, I guess it is important for you to realize that you have the right person to be with. It's not about 2 years, 5 years or maybe 10 years, we're talking about the rest of your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So give me some time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-4836471250239827728?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/4836471250239827728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=4836471250239827728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4836471250239827728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/4836471250239827728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/09/16-september.html' title='16 September'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TJlQX0AdKmI/AAAAAAAAAho/rSAqJQXXjIQ/s72-c/birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-7242989945295864568</id><published>2010-09-15T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T14:34:02.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The other world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TJBopGcgJ7I/AAAAAAAAAhg/j1nXWwmuLfg/s1600/coraline-door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517024598842943410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TJBopGcgJ7I/AAAAAAAAAhg/j1nXWwmuLfg/s400/coraline-door.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I went to the other world, the other night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was a short trip, but I felt that it was too long and wished it was over very soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They looked like us. They dressed like us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But they were full of anger and hatred. I thought we're now living in a cruel world, yet they are far worse. Please don't make me go there ever again...&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/6159567361023322718-7242989945295864568?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7242989945295864568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=7242989945295864568&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7242989945295864568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7242989945295864568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/09/other-world.html' title='The other world.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TJBopGcgJ7I/AAAAAAAAAhg/j1nXWwmuLfg/s72-c/coraline-door.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-2542203097900176002</id><published>2010-09-09T08:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T08:13:46.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salam Eid Mubarak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TIgmO0WPrjI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/j8G3JV0j9SY/s1600/eid_mubarak_461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514699779727142450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TIgmO0WPrjI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/j8G3JV0j9SY/s400/eid_mubarak_461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow we will be celebrating Eid Mubarak, or Eid ul fitr, a celebration which symbolizes the purification after completing the fasting month of Ramadhan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In Malaysia, most of us are having a long holidays, each going back to their hometown to gather with the rest of the family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And here I am, still in the office, a day before Eid. I'm not feeling that well for 2 days already, and I'm hoping that I will get better today as I'll be meeting with my niece and nephews tomorrow and I really don't want them to be infected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ah, memang ada sifat kebapaan kan.. haha"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I would like to wish everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri, Maaf Zahir Batin"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Happy holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-2542203097900176002?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2542203097900176002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=2542203097900176002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2542203097900176002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2542203097900176002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/09/salam-eid-mubarak.html' title='Salam Eid Mubarak.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TIgmO0WPrjI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/j8G3JV0j9SY/s72-c/eid_mubarak_461.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-2893740608212028119</id><published>2010-09-08T14:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T14:32:48.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling miserable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TIcsuesMpwI/AAAAAAAAAhI/jS92J_n3J7U/s1600/empty-heart1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514425445762508546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TIcsuesMpwI/AAAAAAAAAhI/jS92J_n3J7U/s400/empty-heart1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I was expecting the bad news even deep inside my heart was hoping otherwise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe God has another plan for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now back to square one, my heart is empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know where did I screwed up, but... it's a feeling which you have no control of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So now, 2 days before Eid, I'm feeling a bit miserable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe I need a way out, or maybe in. And you showed me the way... So thank you for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But hey, I guess I'm a good guy, I'm that handsome as Leonardo Dicaprio... I shall be alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't worry... ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-2893740608212028119?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2893740608212028119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=2893740608212028119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2893740608212028119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2893740608212028119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/09/feeling-miserable.html' title='Feeling miserable.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TIcsuesMpwI/AAAAAAAAAhI/jS92J_n3J7U/s72-c/empty-heart1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-3308946360202311027</id><published>2010-09-06T16:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T16:26:01.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merah vs Biru</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Memdangkan saya telah pun bertukar kerja, terpaksa lah saya menyusun-atur semula perihal kewangan. Gaji dah tak macam dulu, terpaksalah, nanti takut-takut tak sempat saya nak meminang anak tok kampong tahun depan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513713340111012594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TISlEeamQvI/AAAAAAAAAhA/BgZZypZ2GW0/s400/postpaid_plans_comparison_table_for_couple_use.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bende yang pertama saya buat adalah menukar network jalur lebar dan telefon bimbit. Sebelum ni, semua yang saya guna adalah warna merah. Merah menyala, begitu lah juga mata saya ketika membayar bil setiap akhir bulan... merah berair-air. Kebiasaannya hampir mencecah RM300. Saya ni bukan lah suka bergayut pun, tapi sampai macam tu sekali, tak ke haru. Jadi saya bertukar ke warna biru. Owh, takde la muka saya jadi biru lepas tu untuk bayar bil, masih coklat... Syukur bil telefon bimbit kini paling tinggi pun hanya mencecah RM60. Jalur lebar pun saya tukar. Bila fikir-fikir, ada jalur lebar boleh ada speed sampai 1MB pun tak ada lah bagus sangat pun, rumah saya bukan lah tepi pencawang, jadi kelajuannya lebih kurang yang 500kb. Jadi lebih baik guna yang lebih rendah kelajuannya, lebih murah, lebih kurang je pun speed dia. Tiap-tiap bulan pun cuma bayar RM68 fix aje. Jadi jumlah sekarang cuma bayar RM118 maximum je untuk network telefon dan jalur lebar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jadi boleh la baki RM200 yang tiap-tiap bulan guna disimpan untuk masuk meminang ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pengajaran post ini, janganlah terpedaya sangat dengan nilai-nilai nombor di atas papan iklan. Sendiri cuba sendiri tahu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Warna apa pun network tu, masing-masing ada kelebihan sendiri... Tepuk dada, tanya selera...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(hebatkan Bahasa Melayu saya)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-3308946360202311027?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3308946360202311027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=3308946360202311027&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/3308946360202311027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/3308946360202311027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/09/merah-vs-biru.html' title='Merah vs Biru'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TISlEeamQvI/AAAAAAAAAhA/BgZZypZ2GW0/s72-c/postpaid_plans_comparison_table_for_couple_use.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-2775308176532890858</id><published>2010-09-02T09:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T09:51:03.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A great friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TH8C2KKfiGI/AAAAAAAAAg4/kLJV6vbBfNE/s1600/IMG_0997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512127598389332066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TH8C2KKfiGI/AAAAAAAAAg4/kLJV6vbBfNE/s400/IMG_0997.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would like to dedicate this post to a special friend, whom I met during my days with Toshiba Electronics Malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's a bit childish, but this guy taught me a lot even with 2 years of friendship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were in the same department, the same group and we helped each other out most of the time even some of the task is not even related to me or to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The best part is that we 'solat berjemaah' usually together at Zohor, as right after that we'll be 'lepaking' or hang out for a moment, taking some time from the chaos at work, and had our man to man talk. So this guy always made me think from other view about life. And by knowing him, I started to change my point of view at most of importants concept of life that I had in my mind for past years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And during my every ups and downs, he's always by my side, keeping me straight all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So whatever may come, we're gonna be friends, friends for life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-2775308176532890858?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2775308176532890858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=2775308176532890858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2775308176532890858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2775308176532890858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/09/great-friend.html' title='A great friend.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TH8C2KKfiGI/AAAAAAAAAg4/kLJV6vbBfNE/s72-c/IMG_0997.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-8428742447122303196</id><published>2010-08-25T08:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T08:47:16.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/THRn4n1j1tI/AAAAAAAAAgw/2Y02bIHhAog/s1600/change.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509142466644924114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/THRn4n1j1tI/AAAAAAAAAgw/2Y02bIHhAog/s400/change.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know, I'm afraid of changes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm this kind of guy who is extremely loyal to anything especially when I believed that I was already in my comfort zone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Changes are depressing. I need to get to know new people, I have to learn new things... It's like you're thrown into the jungle alone. Which one the the right track? Who is the right person to trust and talk to? Where is the safe place to hide? And all sorts of things...~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do I have to start all over again when I know I had a good life previously... It's like leaving the world's paradise to seek a better life out there which is, for now... unknown the existance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But somehow deep inside me believe these changes are necessary. Sacrifices need to be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p.s. It's not for 'what', but for 'whom' you did this for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-8428742447122303196?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8428742447122303196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=8428742447122303196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8428742447122303196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8428742447122303196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/08/change.html' title='Change.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/THRn4n1j1tI/AAAAAAAAAgw/2Y02bIHhAog/s72-c/change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-7587043088622851589</id><published>2010-08-11T09:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T09:16:37.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salam Ramadan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TGH5yLBnvkI/AAAAAAAAAgo/dmmCG1KIgSk/s1600/108407,xcitefun-ramadan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503954859971821122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TGH5yLBnvkI/AAAAAAAAAgo/dmmCG1KIgSk/s400/108407,xcitefun-ramadan1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) There is a gate in Paradise called Ar-Raiyan, and those who observe fasts will enter through it on the Day of Resurrection and none except them will enter through it. It will be said, 'Where are those who used to observe fasts?' They will get up, and none except them will enter through it. After their entry the gate will be closed and nobody will enter through it (Sahih Bukhari)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2)When the month of Ramadan starts, the gates of the heaven are opened and the gates of Hell are closed and the devils are chained (Sahih Bukhari) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3)Allah said, 'All the deeds of Adam's sons (people) are for them, except fasting which is for Me, and I will give the reward for it.' Fasting is a shield or protection (from the fire and from committing sins)(Sahih Bukhari, Hadith e Qudsi) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4)Whoever prayed at night in it the month of Ramadan out of sincere Faith and hoping for a reward from Allah, then all his previous sins will be forgiven (Sahih Bukhari) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5)Whoever fasted the month of Ramadan out of sincere Faith (i.e. belief) and hoping for a reward from Allah, then all his past sins will be forgiven (Sahih Bukhari) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(6)By Him in Whose Hands my soul is' the unpleasant smell coming out from the mouth of a fasting person is better in the sight of Allah than the smell of musk (Sahih Bukhari) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7)Every good action is rewarded by ten times its kind, up to seven hundred times, except fasting, which is for Me, and I reward it (Mawtta Imam Malik) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(8)Every servant of Allah who observes fast for a day in the way of Allah, Allah would remove, because of this day, his face farther from the Fire (of Hell) to the extent of seventy years' distance (Sahih Muslim) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(9)Abu Umaama (RA) said: “O Messenger of Allah, command me to a deed that will benefit me in front of Allaah”. The Prophet (SAW) said: “Observe the fast as it has no equal deed”.(Sunan Nasai, Classified as Sahih by Allama Albani) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(10)Five (daily) prayers and from one Friday prayer to the (next) Friday prayer, and from Ramadan to Ramadan are expiations for the (sins) committed in between (their intervals) provided one shuns the major sins. (Sahih Muslim) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(11)There are two pleasures for the fasting person, one at the time of breaking his fast, and the other at the time when he will meet his Lord; then he will be pleased because of his fasting (Sahih Bukhari)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(12)There are three people whose supplications are not rejected: Father, the person who is fasting and a traveler (Al-Saheeha by Albani) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(13)The fast and the Qur'an are two intercessors for the servant of Allah on the Day of Resurrection. The fast will say: 'O Lord, I prevented him from his food and desires during the day. Let me intercede for him.' The Qur'an will say: 'I prevented him from sleeping at night. Let me intercede for him.' And their intercession will be accepted(Ma sna d Ahmed, Bayhqi, Allama Albani classified it as Sahih) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(14)When the Prophet returned after performing his Hajj, he asked Um Sinan Al-Ansari, "What did forbid you to perform Hajj?" She replied, "Father of so-and-so (i.e. her husband) had two camels and he performed Hajj on one of them, and the second is used for the irrigation of our land." The Prophet said (to her), "Perform 'Umra in the month of Ramadan, (as it is equivalent to Hajj or Hajj with me (in reward)”(B ukha ri )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-7587043088622851589?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7587043088622851589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=7587043088622851589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7587043088622851589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7587043088622851589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/08/salam-ramadan.html' title='Salam Ramadan.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TGH5yLBnvkI/AAAAAAAAAgo/dmmCG1KIgSk/s72-c/108407,xcitefun-ramadan1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-5947580768185133726</id><published>2010-08-09T20:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T21:15:54.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm weird.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503395841178093506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TF_9W_vIR8I/AAAAAAAAAgI/AKYM2Df1wtE/s400/toystory3_io9_flv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you watched Toy Story 3? To me, it's one of the best movie so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For those who haven't watch, here's a little bit spoiler. Remember the scene when Andy decided to give up Woody? Sedih kan...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here's the story, I moved back to Perak at my parents' home last 2 weeks. (For those who didn't know, now I'm working in Ipoh). I have a history of collapsing my wardrobe, so I decided to give up half of my clothes and donate them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503397452755441522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TF_-0zVHF3I/AAAAAAAAAgY/jFCDJT0MRgQ/s400/Image0089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Depressing..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not easy to give up the cloth of yours which had been the loyal witness to your teenage life, even some of them were funny looking which I can't imagine myself wearing them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You see, I like clothes. I like the good feeling of myself, thinking that I was looking OK... ok ok, not OK, but sangat handsome even when I'm not. It's called self-confidence and self-esteem. Haha. I even would have a very hard, bad hair day if I realize soon after that my shirt does not match with my pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, I'm weird... ala, who is not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503397674323915618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TF__BsvJs2I/AAAAAAAAAgg/4AdpkbhibG8/s400/Image0091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sekarang rasa kemas sikit... Saja tunjuk baju, sapa nak bagi hadiah baju boleh la tau saya tak ada warna apa lagi. haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-5947580768185133726?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/5947580768185133726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=5947580768185133726&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/5947580768185133726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/5947580768185133726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-weird.html' title='I&apos;m weird.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TF_9W_vIR8I/AAAAAAAAAgI/AKYM2Df1wtE/s72-c/toystory3_io9_flv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-8401736686036909622</id><published>2010-08-06T11:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T11:09:42.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your personality.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TFt8TTHyusI/AAAAAAAAAgA/4pl9PzSoctc/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502128040755509954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TFt8TTHyusI/AAAAAAAAAgA/4pl9PzSoctc/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tiap-tiap hari pun update blog kan, nampak sangat la tak ada keje kan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm currently in Ipoh right now, new work, new life, new place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I'm in the middle of everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 hour to my parents'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2.5 hours to KL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 hours to Penang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope everything will be just fine ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-8401736686036909622?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8401736686036909622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=8401736686036909622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8401736686036909622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/8401736686036909622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/08/your-personality.html' title='Your personality.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TFt8TTHyusI/AAAAAAAAAgA/4pl9PzSoctc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-2932751006491724381</id><published>2010-08-04T15:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T15:05:37.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be kind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501446917489691426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TFkQ0tOkCyI/AAAAAAAAAf4/zx6EpTsWAuw/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As written.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is one of the last picture of me at Toshiba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Being there taught me that there is nothing to lose by being nice to other people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss TEM already...&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/6159567361023322718-2932751006491724381?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2932751006491724381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=2932751006491724381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2932751006491724381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/2932751006491724381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/08/be-kind.html' title='Be kind.'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TFkQ0tOkCyI/AAAAAAAAAf4/zx6EpTsWAuw/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-1826300787914908898</id><published>2010-08-03T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T16:06:51.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good drivers, Bad Habbits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TFfN7CBhCGI/AAAAAAAAAfw/g4JBWeBbwto/s1600/PB120688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501091883895556194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TFfN7CBhCGI/AAAAAAAAAfw/g4JBWeBbwto/s400/PB120688.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lately I've been using the road for quite some time, back and forth to Ipoh from Sri Manjung and I started to remember what does it take for me to get mad, heavy &amp;amp; SLOW, I mean real SLOWWWWW vehicles especially lorries using the right lane without any intentions to go left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Cmon, malas lah nak flash-flash kan. Kang cucuk-cucuk, kalau langgar keter aku jugak yang kemik... meleleh pulak air mata"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate slowliness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hopefully I will never apply it at my new work place... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-1826300787914908898?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1826300787914908898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=1826300787914908898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1826300787914908898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1826300787914908898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/08/good-drivers-bad-habbits.html' title='Good drivers, Bad Habbits'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TFfN7CBhCGI/AAAAAAAAAfw/g4JBWeBbwto/s72-c/PB120688.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-7974871234962708824</id><published>2010-07-24T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T19:18:49.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another farewell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TErL9kvi9DI/AAAAAAAAAfo/rsX9enSURBo/s1600/DSC_6493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497430553854669874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TErL9kvi9DI/AAAAAAAAAfo/rsX9enSURBo/s400/DSC_6493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I can't tell you how difficult it is to describe how sad I am to be leaving. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When I got here so many years ago, I would never have realised how connected I would be to such a warm community of people. Many times I have been humbled by the kindness of your hearts...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You’ve helped me through some difficult times, and shared the joyous times in yours. Some people judge their lives on what they do, others on who they are. I want my life judged on the friends I keep, and how enriched I am from just knowing you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;To see you here in front of me, the last time all together, is a picture I will treasure for a very long time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So... until the next time we gather, my very dear friends, farewell for now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-7974871234962708824?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7974871234962708824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=7974871234962708824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7974871234962708824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/7974871234962708824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-farewell.html' title='Another farewell...'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TErL9kvi9DI/AAAAAAAAAfo/rsX9enSURBo/s72-c/DSC_6493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6159567361023322718.post-1816299303088702277</id><published>2010-07-05T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T00:58:48.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachel Corrie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TDC9k6ToQDI/AAAAAAAAAfg/fnAWH-W_fJc/s1600/RACHEL+CORRIE.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490096387589161010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TDC9k6ToQDI/AAAAAAAAAfg/fnAWH-W_fJc/s400/RACHEL+CORRIE.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We heard the name of 'Rachel Corrie', three weeks previously during the attack of terrorist (Israel) against the Gaza-bound humanitarian flotilla, 2 ships were involved, Mavi Marmara and Rachel Corrie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who is Rachel Corrie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Rachel Aliene Corrie (April 10, 1979 – March 16, 2003) was an American member of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="International Solidarity Movement" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/International_Solidarity_Movement"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;International Solidarity Movement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; (ISM). She was crushed to death in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Gaza Strip" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gaza_Strip"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Gaza Strip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; by an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Israel Defence Forces" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Israel_Defence_Forces"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Israel Defence Forces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; (IDF) bulldozer when she was kneeling in front of a local &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Palestinian people" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Palestinian_people"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Palestinian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;'s home, thus acting as a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Human shield" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Human_shield"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;human shield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;, attempting to prevent IDF forces from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="House demolition in the Israeli–Palestinian conflict" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/House_demolition_in_the_Israeli%E2%80%93Palestinian_conflict"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;demolishing the home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;. The IDF has claimed that the death was due to the restricted angle of view of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="IDF Caterpillar D9" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/IDF_Caterpillar_D9"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;IDF Caterpillar D9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; bulldozer driver, while ISM eyewitnesses said "there was nothing to obscure the driver's view." A student at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Evergreen State College" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Evergreen_State_College"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Evergreen State College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;, she had taken a year off and traveled to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Gaza Strip" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gaza_Strip"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Gaza Strip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; during the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Second Intifada" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Second_Intifada"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Second Intifada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;An individual giving the name Richard, who stated that he witnessed Corrie's death, as recorded by the Israeli newspaper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Haaretz" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haaretz"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Haaretz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;There's no way he didn't see her, since she was practically looking into the cabin. At one stage, he turned around toward the building. The bulldozer kept moving, and she slipped and fell off the plow. But the bulldozer kept moving, the shovel above her. I guess it was about 10 or 15 meters that it dragged her and for some reason didn't stop. We shouted like crazy to the driver through loudspeakers that he should stop, but he just kept going and didn't lift the shovel. Then it stopped and backed up. We ran to Rachel. She was still breathing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Source: Wikipedia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, back to what had happened last month,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's funny, last month we were so mad &amp;amp; furious on what happened to Mavi Marmara and Rachel Corrie's trip to Gaza. But a few days after, without any actions taken against the terrorist, we forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're now cheering for our favourite team for World Cup! Even makcik kat kilang too was talking about Brazil!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go Germany, go Spain... Wait, Rachel Corrie? Rachel who?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6159567361023322718-1816299303088702277?l=mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1816299303088702277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6159567361023322718&amp;postID=1816299303088702277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1816299303088702277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6159567361023322718/posts/default/1816299303088702277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohdjaffrey.blogspot.com/2010/07/rachel-corrie.html' title='Rachel Corrie'/><author><name>Jaffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460219741735183934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/SpqWok8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DLVYtv2Y674/S220/n550083751_151994_9546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aBBHmtLzLRg/TDC9k6ToQDI/AAAAAAAAAfg/fnAWH-W_fJc/s72-c/RACHEL+CORRIE.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
