<?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-2118035726792420430</id><updated>2011-11-28T09:00:08.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a touch</title><subtitle type='html'>The world evolves around me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>110</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-8545456277419251879</id><published>2009-11-22T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T19:59:45.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye!</title><content type='html'>I have moved to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pukka.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://pukka.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-8545456277419251879?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8545456277419251879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/11/goodbye.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/8545456277419251879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/8545456277419251879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/11/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye!'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-4649864374373242682</id><published>2009-09-03T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T15:40:32.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp9y1bIZ__I/AAAAAAAAAnc/DFbkd5ttKgM/s1600-h/SDC10403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp9y1bIZ__I/AAAAAAAAAnc/DFbkd5ttKgM/s400/SDC10403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377142742245310450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp9y04ctPEI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Ghkn4UyBIMQ/s1600-h/SDC10394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp9y04ctPEI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Ghkn4UyBIMQ/s400/SDC10394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377142732935216194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp9y0ekocOI/AAAAAAAAAnM/TNbw4gVprtg/s1600-h/SDC10392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp9y0ekocOI/AAAAAAAAAnM/TNbw4gVprtg/s400/SDC10392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377142725989134562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rainbow.&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/2118035726792420430-4649864374373242682?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4649864374373242682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/09/rainbow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/4649864374373242682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/4649864374373242682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/09/rainbow.html' title=''/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp9y1bIZ__I/AAAAAAAAAnc/DFbkd5ttKgM/s72-c/SDC10403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-6209486974480751380</id><published>2009-09-03T12:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:12:37.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird!</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/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp9OosQdo5I/AAAAAAAAAm8/iNb9LJV-xD0/s1600-h/SDC10354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377102941085606802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp9OosQdo5I/AAAAAAAAAm8/iNb9LJV-xD0/s400/SDC10354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp9PEReXcGI/AAAAAAAAAnE/DJE-fElgCFY/s1600-h/SDC10356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377103414932500578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp9PEReXcGI/AAAAAAAAAnE/DJE-fElgCFY/s400/SDC10356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-6209486974480751380?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6209486974480751380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/09/bird.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6209486974480751380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6209486974480751380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/09/bird.html' title='Bird!'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp9OosQdo5I/AAAAAAAAAm8/iNb9LJV-xD0/s72-c/SDC10354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-3736277544201680956</id><published>2009-09-02T14:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T15:06:47.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my days in Cambodia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4c7I2BCOI/AAAAAAAAAm0/9VO9uOv4FHA/s1600-h/SDC10433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4c7I2BCOI/AAAAAAAAAm0/9VO9uOv4FHA/s400/SDC10433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376766807438854370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The market in Kampong Speu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4c6qZ5AiI/AAAAAAAAAms/oMpOhIe1MLU/s1600-h/SDC10432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4c6qZ5AiI/AAAAAAAAAms/oMpOhIe1MLU/s400/SDC10432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376766799267824162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A child carrying guavas on his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4UO0VI0gI/AAAAAAAAAkk/mNSi8bDQ2FQ/s1600-h/SDC10594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4UO0VI0gI/AAAAAAAAAkk/mNSi8bDQ2FQ/s400/SDC10594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376757249924977154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4UOOCETSI/AAAAAAAAAkc/SsVV0QwVMSE/s1600-h/SDC10588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4UOOCETSI/AAAAAAAAAkc/SsVV0QwVMSE/s400/SDC10588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376757239644441890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4UNpTT0OI/AAAAAAAAAkU/WN9suxfee58/s1600-h/SDC10569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4UNpTT0OI/AAAAAAAAAkU/WN9suxfee58/s400/SDC10569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376757229784649954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4UPX9M95I/AAAAAAAAAks/fY_x3WQaI-c/s1600-h/SDC10602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4UPX9M95I/AAAAAAAAAks/fY_x3WQaI-c/s400/SDC10602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376757259488262034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I marveled at how the smallest things could make my day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Child who decided to bestow a smile on me;&lt;br /&gt;Kids who freely give me many hugs;&lt;br /&gt;Newly acquainted locals showered me with letters;&lt;br /&gt;and a few drawings too;&lt;br /&gt;A keychain from a 14 yr old boy;&lt;br /&gt;and a jar of stars made by an 18yr old girl for someone she really loves;&lt;br /&gt;A 500riel note folded into a pair of swan by a 19yr old boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4Y3aTakzI/AAAAAAAAAlU/c61lVDx6RRI/s1600-h/SDC10555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4Y3aTakzI/AAAAAAAAAlU/c61lVDx6RRI/s400/SDC10555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376762345359577906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4Y2j4hq3I/AAAAAAAAAlM/6Qd2CJqkZec/s1600-h/SDC10558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4Y2j4hq3I/AAAAAAAAAlM/6Qd2CJqkZec/s400/SDC10558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376762330751282034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4Y2B6GTRI/AAAAAAAAAlE/hVXjl6afDbI/s1600-h/SDC10559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4Y2B6GTRI/AAAAAAAAAlE/hVXjl6afDbI/s400/SDC10559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376762321631071506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4Y1hNknjI/AAAAAAAAAk8/uZt5jLHBO0o/s1600-h/SDC10560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4Y1hNknjI/AAAAAAAAAk8/uZt5jLHBO0o/s400/SDC10560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376762312854380082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4Y0_MiSXI/AAAAAAAAAk0/VhWX4Q_akn0/s1600-h/SDC10562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4Y0_MiSXI/AAAAAAAAAk0/VhWX4Q_akn0/s400/SDC10562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376762303723227506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is their public transport.&lt;br /&gt;They used a van instead of a bus.&lt;br /&gt;This guy was calling for passengers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4apbUY0uI/AAAAAAAAAl8/QNpH3OAGbPo/s1600-h/SDC10543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4apbUY0uI/AAAAAAAAAl8/QNpH3OAGbPo/s400/SDC10543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376764304137179874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4ao3H7GBI/AAAAAAAAAl0/eFIK3fSx7QY/s1600-h/SDC10548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4ao3H7GBI/AAAAAAAAAl0/eFIK3fSx7QY/s400/SDC10548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376764294421223442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bbq banana.&lt;br /&gt;One should give this a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4aoG-dUSI/AAAAAAAAAls/Mc1IkzQMt6E/s1600-h/SDC10551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4aoG-dUSI/AAAAAAAAAls/Mc1IkzQMt6E/s400/SDC10551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376764281496621346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4anrEO_hI/AAAAAAAAAlk/l60EYMvHFug/s1600-h/SDC10552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4anrEO_hI/AAAAAAAAAlk/l60EYMvHFug/s400/SDC10552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376764274004655634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4anI0XzCI/AAAAAAAAAlc/AbWo9XQrIa4/s1600-h/SDC10553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4anI0XzCI/AAAAAAAAAlc/AbWo9XQrIa4/s400/SDC10553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376764264811318306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4bqiNWOGI/AAAAAAAAAmU/evNaF_rlv9o/s1600-h/SDC10538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4bqiNWOGI/AAAAAAAAAmU/evNaF_rlv9o/s400/SDC10538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376765422678194274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4bqFdGlMI/AAAAAAAAAmM/coKaD9WxXR0/s1600-h/SDC10541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4bqFdGlMI/AAAAAAAAAmM/coKaD9WxXR0/s400/SDC10541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376765414959649986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4bpvtLdsI/AAAAAAAAAmE/6NneVTrqeQQ/s1600-h/SDC10539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4bpvtLdsI/AAAAAAAAAmE/6NneVTrqeQQ/s400/SDC10539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376765409121498818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palm sugar.&lt;br /&gt;They used this for cooking.&lt;br /&gt;That's why their food always has a sweet taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4bryAJrkI/AAAAAAAAAmk/DTLPME8EbPc/s1600-h/SDC10527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4bryAJrkI/AAAAAAAAAmk/DTLPME8EbPc/s400/SDC10527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376765444097683010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditional dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4brdYMGkI/AAAAAAAAAmc/ntcJqVo6xxs/s1600-h/SDC10535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4brdYMGkI/AAAAAAAAAmc/ntcJqVo6xxs/s400/SDC10535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376765438561360450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids in the childcare centre.&lt;br /&gt;Some were streets children which have been brought back,&lt;br /&gt;so that they could go to school to study.&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/2118035726792420430-3736277544201680956?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3736277544201680956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-miss-all-of-them-very-much-it-has.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3736277544201680956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3736277544201680956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-miss-all-of-them-very-much-it-has.html' title='I miss my days in Cambodia.'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sp4c7I2BCOI/AAAAAAAAAm0/9VO9uOv4FHA/s72-c/SDC10433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-8145757465153303604</id><published>2009-08-21T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T17:49:07.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flying off  to &lt;span id="ctl00_Hottours_Tourshow1_chuongtrinh"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHNOM PENH &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye (:&lt;span id="ctl00_Hottours_Tourshow1_chuongtrinh"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-8145757465153303604?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8145757465153303604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/08/flying-off-to-phnom-penh-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/8145757465153303604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/8145757465153303604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/08/flying-off-to-phnom-penh-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-6507709385648668292</id><published>2009-08-06T14:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T14:55:12.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korea Summer 09 Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bringing you to Anguk-dong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp9ZecZfXI/AAAAAAAAAkM/n5r1zLFxDVI/s1600-h/SDC10365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp9ZecZfXI/AAAAAAAAAkM/n5r1zLFxDVI/s400/SDC10365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366739782587743602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the auto toilet we saw right after we came out from the subway station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp9Y3Z5m2I/AAAAAAAAAkE/X9NC_FxgBdw/s1600-h/SDC10372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp9Y3Z5m2I/AAAAAAAAAkE/X9NC_FxgBdw/s400/SDC10372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366739772108282722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many pine trees in Korea.&lt;br /&gt;I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp9YZeqhAI/AAAAAAAAAj8/s3PHhVu0DZc/s1600-h/SDC10373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp9YZeqhAI/AAAAAAAAAj8/s3PHhVu0DZc/s400/SDC10373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366739764075201538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the shops here sell similar souvenirs.&lt;br /&gt;You can get all of them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp9XopXqwI/AAAAAAAAAj0/H3wzazR7m4E/s1600-h/SDC10381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp9XopXqwI/AAAAAAAAAj0/H3wzazR7m4E/s400/SDC10381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366739750966766338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp8pIwx-fI/AAAAAAAAAjs/_Q5AwHR_2Ug/s1600-h/SDC10382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp8pIwx-fI/AAAAAAAAAjs/_Q5AwHR_2Ug/s400/SDC10382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366738952133933554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Ssamziegil.&lt;br /&gt;Expensive place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp8oyrizSI/AAAAAAAAAjk/eFNtIDEqZxQ/s1600-h/SDC10386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp8oyrizSI/AAAAAAAAAjk/eFNtIDEqZxQ/s400/SDC10386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366738946206387490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp8oRumpYI/AAAAAAAAAjc/tX8xLfXMdlQ/s1600-h/SDC10387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp8oRumpYI/AAAAAAAAAjc/tX8xLfXMdlQ/s400/SDC10387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366738937360852354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The yellow one is a car lift.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp8oOjdAhI/AAAAAAAAAjU/ogYGOlmLyUQ/s1600-h/SDC10389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp8oOjdAhI/AAAAAAAAAjU/ogYGOlmLyUQ/s400/SDC10389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366738936508776978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koreans seemed to like corns a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp8nzI-U9I/AAAAAAAAAjM/ExY4A9ykZZA/s1600-h/SDC10391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp8nzI-U9I/AAAAAAAAAjM/ExY4A9ykZZA/s400/SDC10391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366738929149957074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp8A3ScOII/AAAAAAAAAjE/sb_p8fVVQ2k/s1600-h/SDC10392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp8A3ScOII/AAAAAAAAAjE/sb_p8fVVQ2k/s400/SDC10392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366738260248508546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp8AV0WHdI/AAAAAAAAAi8/6uckivR8hYk/s1600-h/SDC10393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp8AV0WHdI/AAAAAAAAAi8/6uckivR8hYk/s400/SDC10393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366738251263909330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp7_2lD4MI/AAAAAAAAAi0/6Q3sr9Tki50/s1600-h/SDC10411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp7_2lD4MI/AAAAAAAAAi0/6Q3sr9Tki50/s400/SDC10411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366738242878300354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp7_vjPEeI/AAAAAAAAAis/GJRVX5CcMNw/s1600-h/SDC10412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp7_vjPEeI/AAAAAAAAAis/GJRVX5CcMNw/s400/SDC10412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366738240991597026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp7-9Tgn5I/AAAAAAAAAik/6vmpWTZkzBM/s1600-h/SDC10413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp7-9Tgn5I/AAAAAAAAAik/6vmpWTZkzBM/s400/SDC10413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366738227503865746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They like to sit on mats.&lt;br /&gt;Many Koreans sleep on mats too.&lt;br /&gt;Just a part of their culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp7Ea3J2PI/AAAAAAAAAic/syxXJ5iZyXg/s1600-h/SDC10420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp7Ea3J2PI/AAAAAAAAAic/syxXJ5iZyXg/s400/SDC10420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366737221825714418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp7D2CUFNI/AAAAAAAAAiU/nW78XKeaNvM/s1600-h/SDC10421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp7D2CUFNI/AAAAAAAAAiU/nW78XKeaNvM/s400/SDC10421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366737211940410578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp7Dk8D75I/AAAAAAAAAiM/8d1k4uQXCxI/s1600-h/SDC10423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp7Dk8D75I/AAAAAAAAAiM/8d1k4uQXCxI/s400/SDC10423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366737207350783890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp7Dah0AtI/AAAAAAAAAiE/snQwaDqo2-w/s1600-h/SDC10424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp7Dah0AtI/AAAAAAAAAiE/snQwaDqo2-w/s400/SDC10424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366737204556333778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This smells terrible.&lt;br /&gt;But they like 'em.&lt;br /&gt;It looks like worm.&lt;br /&gt;It is some kind of insects...parasite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp7C6urpYI/AAAAAAAAAh8/dx2cScpyuwc/s1600-h/SDC10425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp7C6urpYI/AAAAAAAAAh8/dx2cScpyuwc/s400/SDC10425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366737196020376962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Korean traditional biscuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp6f5gmzYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/yy5ZHjA9Isg/s1600-h/SDC10426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp6f5gmzYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/yy5ZHjA9Isg/s400/SDC10426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366736594397482370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as you bite out the love shape perfectly,&lt;br /&gt;you will get another piece for free.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp6fq6C95I/AAAAAAAAAhs/GN8ADwpxsvI/s1600-h/SDC10435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp6fq6C95I/AAAAAAAAAhs/GN8ADwpxsvI/s400/SDC10435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366736590477653906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried this.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer the plum tea with a bit of sour taste.&lt;br /&gt;While our korean guide prefers the pink one.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what is it called in english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp6fdA-64I/AAAAAAAAAhk/skVrlzzQalE/s1600-h/SDC10436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp6fdA-64I/AAAAAAAAAhk/skVrlzzQalE/s400/SDC10436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366736586748652418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp6e0l6GpI/AAAAAAAAAhc/53bUiVsTy-4/s1600-h/SDC10437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp6e0l6GpI/AAAAAAAAAhc/53bUiVsTy-4/s400/SDC10437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366736575897672338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp6eV5bm2I/AAAAAAAAAhU/Wod1x4ghwjY/s1600-h/SDC10438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp6eV5bm2I/AAAAAAAAAhU/Wod1x4ghwjY/s400/SDC10438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366736567658060642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp5xzwvTII/AAAAAAAAAhM/HMS8-pWTSYA/s1600-h/SDC10445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp5xzwvTII/AAAAAAAAAhM/HMS8-pWTSYA/s400/SDC10445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366735802580552834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp5xd6PFRI/AAAAAAAAAhE/JYZ_QhJG8yk/s1600-h/SDC10447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp5xd6PFRI/AAAAAAAAAhE/JYZ_QhJG8yk/s400/SDC10447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366735796714804498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp5xK9xUtI/AAAAAAAAAg8/hU0lA8766UA/s1600-h/SDC10448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp5xK9xUtI/AAAAAAAAAg8/hU0lA8766UA/s400/SDC10448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366735791629357778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the place where people play baseball.&lt;br /&gt;Just for practice.&lt;br /&gt;It is quite cheap.&lt;br /&gt;I mean...really cheap.&lt;br /&gt;1000won for.....i forgot how many balls.&lt;br /&gt;around 17 I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp5w8nGwVI/AAAAAAAAAg0/-7KWiFqyUWg/s1600-h/SDC10451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp5w8nGwVI/AAAAAAAAAg0/-7KWiFqyUWg/s400/SDC10451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366735787776196946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played once, but hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;No hits.&lt;br /&gt;Would love to try again next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp5wUHSUhI/AAAAAAAAAgs/4trGR6alWTM/s1600-h/SDC10465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp5wUHSUhI/AAAAAAAAAgs/4trGR6alWTM/s400/SDC10465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366735776905318930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Gyeongbukgung Palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp4orJQA0I/AAAAAAAAAgk/6xufvorTwIM/s1600-h/SDC10472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp4orJQA0I/AAAAAAAAAgk/6xufvorTwIM/s400/SDC10472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366734546136990530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get here by getting down from Gyeongbukgung Station, Line 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp4oWWwaPI/AAAAAAAAAgc/eokbicbCVz0/s1600-h/SDC10473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp4oWWwaPI/AAAAAAAAAgc/eokbicbCVz0/s400/SDC10473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366734540556495090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp4n9woHSI/AAAAAAAAAgU/M4nY-d7XkwE/s1600-h/SDC10474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp4n9woHSI/AAAAAAAAAgU/M4nY-d7XkwE/s400/SDC10474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366734533954116898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Snp4npZhNfI/AAAAAAAAAgM/psHBr3SKeLM/s1600-h/SDC10486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SnaMZjmvy2I/AAAAAAAAAfU/zfGiPjFPfvI/s400/SDC10710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365630376740899682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shopping streets in Myeongdong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many japanese tourists like to shop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From street shops to lotte department store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get almost everything here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SnaOfu5r-GI/AAAAAAAAAfc/I-T-pKJ-eos/s1600-h/SDC10714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SnaOfu5r-GI/AAAAAAAAAfc/I-T-pKJ-eos/s400/SDC10714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365632681875601506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pic below is taken at Dongdaemun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has 24hours shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SnaRVWcxoyI/AAAAAAAAAfk/zMJ7eQBFQFE/s1600-h/SDC10784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SnaRVWcxoyI/AAAAAAAAAfk/zMJ7eQBFQFE/s400/SDC10784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365635802048078626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the subway station in Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have more than 9 lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very convenient to travel around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cost 1000 won for most of the single trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SnaUUI1fFaI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GUvUPzJcfuw/s1600-h/SDC10879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SnaUUI1fFaI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GUvUPzJcfuw/s400/SDC10879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365639079748638114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SnaUTp0Pa-I/AAAAAAAAAf8/a3b1mgqNDqY/s1600-h/SDC10878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SnaUTp0Pa-I/AAAAAAAAAf8/a3b1mgqNDqY/s400/SDC10878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365639071421918178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is quite clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not all is modern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think singapore's subway is still one of the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SnaUTY1bMkI/AAAAAAAAAf0/b975OuxdAS8/s1600-h/SDC10877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SnaUTY1bMkI/AAAAAAAAAf0/b975OuxdAS8/s400/SDC10877.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365639066863481410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SnaUTDVqY7I/AAAAAAAAAfs/6LvyEC7Omww/s1600-h/SDC10794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SnaUTDVqY7I/AAAAAAAAAfs/6LvyEC7Omww/s400/SDC10794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365639061093114802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-5567378976467713575?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5567378976467713575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/08/korea-09-summer-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5567378976467713575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5567378976467713575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/08/korea-09-summer-part-1.html' title='Korea 09 Summer Part 1'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SnaMZjmvy2I/AAAAAAAAAfU/zfGiPjFPfvI/s72-c/SDC10710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-120191968627107420</id><published>2009-07-28T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:17:34.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in Korea</title><content type='html'>I miss home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe im actually looking forward to go back KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have had fun here, it's not like there's no fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, Im bored too,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when nobody is free to hang around with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my luggage is packed like dunno what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one super large trolley and one medium one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know how am I going to carry them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...guess it's gonna be overweight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is demanding for souvenirs.  lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-120191968627107420?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/120191968627107420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-in-korea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/120191968627107420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/120191968627107420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-in-korea.html' title='Life in Korea'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-9152092228661715912</id><published>2009-07-15T15:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T16:48:12.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down</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/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sl2FlwMoXdI/AAAAAAAAAfM/K6UBni2_z3I/s1600-h/Seoul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sl2FlwMoXdI/AAAAAAAAAfM/K6UBni2_z3I/s400/Seoul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358586015280291282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soon I'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;yesssh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-9152092228661715912?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/9152092228661715912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/07/soon-ill-be-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/9152092228661715912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/9152092228661715912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/07/soon-ill-be-there.html' title='Counting down'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sl2FlwMoXdI/AAAAAAAAAfM/K6UBni2_z3I/s72-c/Seoul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-5451827878057672553</id><published>2009-06-08T17:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T16:26:16.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ran away 5days 4nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sj8-2vV_08I/AAAAAAAAAe8/gtr4su-7rL0/s1600-h/woods.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 107px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sj8-2vV_08I/AAAAAAAAAe8/gtr4su-7rL0/s400/woods.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350063992482026434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="comment-content"&gt;             &lt;p&gt;"If you are going to run away from home, take a dog along".&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;from "Blue Hiways" by William Least-Heat Moon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sj8_bMdNyMI/AAAAAAAAAfE/wT_0Ld-Id9s/s1600-h/forest+river.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sj8_bMdNyMI/AAAAAAAAAfE/wT_0Ld-Id9s/s400/forest+river.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350064618772220098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I ran away from home yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I really wasn't angry, just bored!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take my backpack with me&lt;br /&gt;and couldn't have cared less if it poured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to get as far away&lt;br /&gt;as I could from people I know,&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't want to be close by,&lt;br /&gt;answering questions from my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be all by myself&lt;br /&gt;and go somewhere really exciting,&lt;br /&gt;Where no-one would tell me what to do&lt;br /&gt;and lessons I would not be writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd see the world and make brand-new friends&lt;br /&gt;And stay there just as long as it took --&lt;br /&gt;I ran away from home yesterday&lt;br /&gt;to my own secret place --&lt;br /&gt;with a book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-5451827878057672553?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5451827878057672553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-you-are-going-to-run-away-from-home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5451827878057672553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5451827878057672553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-you-are-going-to-run-away-from-home.html' title='Ran away 5days 4nights'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sj8-2vV_08I/AAAAAAAAAe8/gtr4su-7rL0/s72-c/woods.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-656854116282944177</id><published>2009-05-30T05:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T05:21:42.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vintage Suitcase Collection</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/_w7iKgesCHJE/SiBRl-sHnVI/AAAAAAAAAd8/kJ-uMbFH0Pk/s1600-h/vintage+suitcase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SiBRl-sHnVI/AAAAAAAAAd8/kJ-uMbFH0Pk/s400/vintage+suitcase.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341358870986464594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if traveling isn't hard enough. . .&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/2118035726792420430-656854116282944177?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/656854116282944177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/05/vintage-suitcase-collection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/656854116282944177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/656854116282944177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/05/vintage-suitcase-collection.html' title='Vintage Suitcase Collection'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SiBRl-sHnVI/AAAAAAAAAd8/kJ-uMbFH0Pk/s72-c/vintage+suitcase.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-4868162813543994097</id><published>2009-05-30T05:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T05:20:08.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson - always remember those who serve</title><content type='html'>In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10-year-old boy&lt;br /&gt;entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass&lt;br /&gt;of water in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Fifty cents," replied the waitress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the coins&lt;br /&gt;in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was&lt;br /&gt;growing impatient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy again counted his coins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll have the plain ice cream," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and&lt;br /&gt;walked away The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left.&lt;br /&gt;When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the&lt;br /&gt;table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and&lt;br /&gt;five pennies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had to have enough&lt;br /&gt;left to leave her a tip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-4868162813543994097?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4868162813543994097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/05/lesson-always-remember-those-who-serve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/4868162813543994097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/4868162813543994097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/05/lesson-always-remember-those-who-serve.html' title='Lesson - always remember those who serve'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-1265035410216957766</id><published>2009-05-30T04:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T14:44:39.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballerina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ballet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always related to Pink colour,&lt;br /&gt;somehow, someway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SiBIH9EWYsI/AAAAAAAAAdk/vQSftc5KXyg/s1600-h/pink+ballet.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SiBIH9EWYsI/AAAAAAAAAdk/vQSftc5KXyg/s400/pink+ballet.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341348459550499522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink satin ballet shoes.&lt;br /&gt;I lovee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SiBIHsHhL6I/AAAAAAAAAdc/q8Gz33ymhwc/s1600-h/ballet+dancer.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SiBIHsHhL6I/AAAAAAAAAdc/q8Gz33ymhwc/s400/ballet+dancer.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341348455000387490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh,&lt;br /&gt;those gracious pose.&lt;br /&gt;I missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember I first wore the pink leotard,&lt;br /&gt;during my kindy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those days,&lt;br /&gt;I was really shy to put it on.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes with a pink 'skirt',&lt;br /&gt;which once was my favourite,&lt;br /&gt;I always feel more comfortable with that on.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh ballet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's history to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SiBIILJTOOI/AAAAAAAAAds/CMUo7yTOa6k/s1600-h/ballet+inspired+gown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SiBIILJTOOI/AAAAAAAAAds/CMUo7yTOa6k/s400/ballet+inspired+gown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341348463329360098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;This is a piece of pink and black ballet inspired gown.&lt;/span&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/2118035726792420430-1265035410216957766?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1265035410216957766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/05/ballerina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/1265035410216957766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/1265035410216957766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/05/ballerina.html' title='Ballerina'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SiBIH9EWYsI/AAAAAAAAAdk/vQSftc5KXyg/s72-c/pink+ballet.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-4070692643687719511</id><published>2009-05-30T03:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T14:47:48.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese Garden - Richard Clayderman</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVPntdpSv8s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVPntdpSv8s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to go to China one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The homeland of my ancestors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you know I'm a Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so random. lol&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/2118035726792420430-4070692643687719511?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4070692643687719511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/05/chinese-garden-richard-clayderman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/4070692643687719511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/4070692643687719511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/05/chinese-garden-richard-clayderman.html' title='Chinese Garden - Richard Clayderman'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-3447947703201660135</id><published>2009-05-30T02:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T03:00:51.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through the Arbor - Kevin Kern</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O5pcSdejBW4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O5pcSdejBW4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this piece a lot. Anyone has the sheet music? It would be awesome if someone can email that to me. I'll appreciate that a lot. :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-3447947703201660135?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3447947703201660135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/05/through-arbor-kevin-kern.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3447947703201660135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3447947703201660135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/05/through-arbor-kevin-kern.html' title='Through the Arbor - Kevin Kern'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-3133336974072461187</id><published>2009-05-30T02:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T02:43:42.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://homeworktips.about.com/library/brainquiz/bl_leftrightbrain_quiz.htm"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to try the quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;h3&gt;You are a right brain dominant student!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt; You probably get bored during long lectures and prefer to take classes with a lot of freedom of movement and thought. You like to write stories and even tell stories about your funny experiences. You might be a little suspicious of other people's motives sometimes, but that's only because you can usually tell whenever someone is lying or when they're up to no good. You are a little on the dreamy side--or a lot. You plan books or movie plots but you don't always follow through on things you think about. You should work on that. You are fun and spontaneous, and probably active in sports or clubs. Your feelings run deep, and it shows. You have strong instincts, and you solve problems on hunches and feelings. You are artistic in some way. You can believe in things based on experience, without seeing scientific proof. You might be a finalist on &lt;i&gt;Survivor&lt;/i&gt; some day, since you know how to read people so well, and you have great survival instincts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get bored when teachers lecture too much? Do you feel like you can size up people easily by watching them? If so, you may be right-brain dominant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characteristics of Right-Brain Students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* You take notes but lose them. You may have a hard time keeping track of your research&lt;br /&gt;* You might have a hard time making up your mind&lt;br /&gt;* You are good with people&lt;br /&gt;* You don't fall for practical jokes as easily as some&lt;br /&gt;* You seem dreamy, but you're really deep in thought&lt;br /&gt;* People may have told you you're psychic&lt;br /&gt;* You like to write fiction, draw, or play music&lt;br /&gt;* You might be athletic&lt;br /&gt;* You like mystery stories&lt;br /&gt;* You take time to ponder and you think there are two sides to every story&lt;br /&gt;* You may lose track of time&lt;br /&gt;* You are spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;* You’re fun and witty&lt;br /&gt;* You may find it hard to follow verbal directions&lt;br /&gt;* You are unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;* You get lost&lt;br /&gt;* You are emotional&lt;br /&gt;* You don't like reading directions&lt;br /&gt;* You may listen to music while studying&lt;br /&gt;* You read lying down&lt;br /&gt;* You may be interested in “the unexplained”&lt;br /&gt;* You are philosophical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Classes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* In history class, you enjoy the social aspects most. You like to explore they effects of things that happened in history. You like the essays, too.&lt;br /&gt;* You can do well in math class if you apply yourself, but you get bored doing long problems.&lt;br /&gt;* Science? Boring.&lt;br /&gt;* You do well in English class, especially when it comes to reading literature and writing essays about books. You also do well in creative writing assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advice for Right Brain Students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Choose to do personal essays&lt;br /&gt;* Watch your daydreaming—keep it under control&lt;br /&gt;* Let your imagination work for you in the arts&lt;br /&gt;* Let your intuition work for you in social situations&lt;br /&gt;* Let your deep thinking work for you during essay tests—but don’t ponder too long&lt;br /&gt;* Be creative with essays. You can use colorful language well&lt;br /&gt;* Use images and charts when you study&lt;br /&gt;* Write down directions&lt;br /&gt;* Try to be more organized!&lt;br /&gt;* Don’t be overly suspicious of others&lt;br /&gt;* Make outlines to organize your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;* Choose fiction in reading assignments&lt;br /&gt;* Try to avoid teachers who lecture a lot; choose teachers who use activities&lt;br /&gt;* You tell stories well, so write some!&lt;br /&gt;* Put information into categories for better understanding&lt;br /&gt;* Avoid getting bogged down by thinking of all possibilities when answering questions&lt;br /&gt;* Finish things! You have so much talent, but you don’t always complete things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You have great instincts and survival skills. If you study hard, you might be a finalist on Survivor one day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-3133336974072461187?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3133336974072461187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-brain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3133336974072461187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3133336974072461187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-brain.html' title='My Brain'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-1868468810303281381</id><published>2009-04-29T15:53:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T15:15:05.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changbai Mountain 長白山 白頭山</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sh7U5xjXg2I/AAAAAAAAAc8/_5dez54osq0/s1600-h/heavenly+lake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sh7U5xjXg2I/AAAAAAAAAc8/_5dez54osq0/s400/heavenly+lake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340940297127297890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heavenly Lake&lt;br /&gt;like a jade in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sh67HL8K3eI/AAAAAAAAAcU/i-jEESi1toc/s1600-h/heavenly+lake+-+tian+chi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sh67HL8K3eI/AAAAAAAAAcU/i-jEESi1toc/s400/heavenly+lake+-+tian+chi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340911940246625762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Heaven on Earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sh67HLo37PI/AAAAAAAAAcM/WJUSIA8h2Fk/s1600-h/%E7%99%BD%E9%A0%AD%E5%B1%B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sh67HLo37PI/AAAAAAAAAcM/WJUSIA8h2Fk/s400/%E7%99%BD%E9%A0%AD%E5%B1%B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340911940165692658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The frosty giant is situated in northeast China, bordering the Democratic People's Republic of Korea in the south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chinese call it  長白山&lt;br /&gt;The Koreans call it 白頭山&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful part is the 'tian chi', formed in the crater of changbai mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The attractions of the dormant volcano includes rare animals, marvelous lake, amazing hot spring and forest that stretch to the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has four seasons, winter is the longest and the most beautiful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't believe?&lt;br /&gt;see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sh7AbfkihhI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Y9_nvkw90ic/s1600-h/winter+changbai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sh7AbfkihhI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Y9_nvkw90ic/s400/winter+changbai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340917786671744530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Beyond description.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sh7OJI3Mi7I/AAAAAAAAAcs/f3YfaGUZ77Q/s1600-h/hotspring+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sh7OJI3Mi7I/AAAAAAAAAcs/f3YfaGUZ77Q/s400/hotspring+house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340932864501124018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-size:85%;" &gt;长白山天然温泉小屋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sh7OJRFmkxI/AAAAAAAAAc0/hhunWsYy67U/s1600-h/egg+cooking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sh7OJRFmkxI/AAAAAAAAAc0/hhunWsYy67U/s400/egg+cooking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340932866709033746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-size:85%;" &gt;一位商贩在长白山天然温泉中煮鸡蛋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the hot springs have temperatures over 60'C&lt;br /&gt;with 82'C being the highest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July and August is raining season.&lt;br /&gt;The best time to visit is September.&lt;br /&gt;It starts snowing in October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be nice if one can stay with Korean families to understand local life.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, they have hotels there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and,&lt;br /&gt;beware of changbai lake monster! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sh7ZteCnVdI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Er4KVHl1pLA/s1600-h/colourful+forest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sh7ZteCnVdI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Er4KVHl1pLA/s400/colourful+forest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340945583289357778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I decided to blog about it&lt;br /&gt;after seeing pictures shown by Korean friend&lt;br /&gt;who went there last year.&lt;br /&gt;SO Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;I gonna head there SOON. :D&lt;br /&gt;Next year most likely! :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag along with me&lt;br /&gt;anyone? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll do homestay. (:&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/2118035726792420430-1868468810303281381?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1868468810303281381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/1868468810303281381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/1868468810303281381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='Changbai Mountain 長白山 白頭山'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Sh7U5xjXg2I/AAAAAAAAAc8/_5dez54osq0/s72-c/heavenly+lake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-7695214899778840326</id><published>2009-03-31T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T14:58:02.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bibbly Bubbly Boo</title><content type='html'>Bibbly Bubbly Boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abracadabra,&lt;br /&gt;Shimshallabam&lt;br /&gt;Alicazam Kazoo.&lt;br /&gt;We make magic when we try,&lt;br /&gt;Bibbly Bubbly Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it your best shot&lt;br /&gt;Give it all you got&lt;br /&gt;Come on, give it a go&lt;br /&gt;can you succeed?&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t try&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never ever ever know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I make a mistake,&lt;br /&gt;I learn what not to do.&lt;br /&gt;So making mistakes is a really good way&lt;br /&gt;of making my dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abracadabra,&lt;br /&gt;Shimshallabam&lt;br /&gt;Alicazam Kazoo.&lt;br /&gt;We make magic when we try,&lt;br /&gt;Bibbly Bubbly Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it your best shot&lt;br /&gt;Give it all you got&lt;br /&gt;Come on, give it it a go.&lt;br /&gt;Can you succeed?&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t try&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never ever ever know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wibbly Wubbly&lt;br /&gt;Dibbly Dubbly&lt;br /&gt;Alicazam Kazoo.&lt;br /&gt;We make magic when we try,&lt;br /&gt;Bibbly Bubbly Boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abracadabra, Shimshallabam, Alicazam Kazoo.&lt;br /&gt;We make magic when we try,&lt;br /&gt;Bibbly Bubbly Boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicazamma, alicazamma, alicazam kazoo.&lt;br /&gt;Bibbly Bubbly, Wibbly Wubbly, Bibbly Bubbly wibbly wubbly boo&lt;br /&gt;Whoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-7695214899778840326?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7695214899778840326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/03/bibbly-bubbly-boo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7695214899778840326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7695214899778840326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/03/bibbly-bubbly-boo.html' title='Bibbly Bubbly Boo'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-567494325980883498</id><published>2009-02-22T16:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T15:25:09.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts about Korea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.theorientalcaravan.com/images/Koreacan/Banquet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 576px; height: 432px;" src="http://www.theorientalcaravan.com/images/Koreacan/Banquet.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I enjoy eating Korean food. They served many side dishes which are called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ban Chan&lt;/span&gt;. The most distinguishing feature in Korean food is their spiciness. They like their red pepper paste a lot, it is called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Go Ju Jang&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kimchi &lt;/span&gt;is always served in Korean restaurant. Some said that without it, they could not have their meals. It is like a 'drug' to them. Well, it is more of an acquire taste though. Personally, I didn't like it at all when I first tried it, but after numerous attempt, I started liking it better. Well, kimchi itself is as good as yoghurt. Perhaps that was the reason why I coaxed myself to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korea itself is a fast growing country. In the city Seoul, one can see how rapidly the country which was once ruled by Japanese has progressed into a modern nation. It is equipped with the latest technology and the people worked really hard. However, there is something special about Korea that makes it different from other developed countries. Despite the fact that it is ever growing, it did not lose its taste. Korea is still fiercely traditional and historical. Walking down the streets, I find myself blend between the 21st century, the late 70s and the 1880s. A lot of culture and tradition are still strictly followed, and many ancient palaces are preserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about the society. I think there is still quite a noticeable inequality between the man and the women. I think women still do not have as much right as the male does in the society, namely workplace and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, it would be really tough for a foreign women to marry a korean man. She will have to overcome all the culture and social barrier. As for a korean women to marry a foreign man, she would really be considered as a fortunate lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above said are just some of my personal view points. Hold me against not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-567494325980883498?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/567494325980883498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-enjoy-eating-korean-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/567494325980883498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/567494325980883498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-enjoy-eating-korean-food.html' title='My thoughts about Korea'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-6769203607500897319</id><published>2009-01-07T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T14:57:12.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 IYF Global Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was having lunch with my college mates at AC the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw some people in pink and blue shirts were distributing leaflets all over the place and eventually they came to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about a camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Typing out what was printed on the leaflet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be held in Malaysia this year. IYF stands for International Youth Fellowship, it is a pan-global none profit organisation that actively develops various cultural and educational programme for the bright future of youths with the sponsorship of 100,000 students from 60 different countries in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In particular, it hold world camps in summer for two weeks and global camps in winter to raise many university students in Korea as well as in the world to become healthy global leaders through various cultural exchanges and global human interaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interested?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme of Global Camp 09 is 'The happiest camp in the world and it's Malaysia's turn'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt; 21st-28th January 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Venue:&lt;/span&gt; Sunway Pyramid Convention Centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Participants:&lt;/span&gt; College and University Students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Program:&lt;/span&gt; Bible Seminar, Special Lecture, Cultural Performances, Thematic Debates, Cultural Experience, Short term language Education&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-6769203607500897319?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6769203607500897319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-iyf-global-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6769203607500897319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6769203607500897319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-iyf-global-camp.html' title='2009 IYF Global Camp'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-357234856115956162</id><published>2008-12-28T17:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T18:08:07.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Summer Days on the Yacht</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SVdM75XkpdI/AAAAAAAAAas/TgnFcb33WvI/s1600-h/yachting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SVdM75XkpdI/AAAAAAAAAas/TgnFcb33WvI/s400/yachting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284777279638250962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a romantic notion in everyone that has at some point dream't about escaping everything and sailing the open oceans being blown where the currents and wind will take you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SVdM8ZsDUzI/AAAAAAAAAa8/_F7zISixmtE/s1600-h/Yachting1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SVdM8ZsDUzI/AAAAAAAAAa8/_F7zISixmtE/s400/Yachting1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284777288314082098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SVdM8DRpuRI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Z04AsDSdkik/s1600-h/Yacht+interior.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SVdM8DRpuRI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Z04AsDSdkik/s400/Yacht+interior.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284777282297772306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely would want to try that out! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's gonna be in my new year's resolutions list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the yachting courses offered at different countries below. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatescape.co.nz/sailing_lessons.html"&gt;New Zealand Yachting Course&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sailinmalaysia.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sailinmalaysia.com"&gt;Royal Selangor Yacht Club, Malaysia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rsyc.org.sg/"&gt;Republic of Singapore Yacht Club&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uksa.org/career/y_careers_nav.asp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Maritime Academy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the wayyyy. Greece is also an ideal country for tourists who prefer to spend their vacation on a yacht or a cruise ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thewatchquote.com/mesIMG/imgStd/22704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 565px; height: 375px;" src="http://www.thewatchquote.com/mesIMG/imgStd/22704.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to its position and its abundance of natural beauty, Greece offers some of the most excellent cruising and sailing anywhere in the world. Sailing provides a unique opportunity to access an infinite number of secluded shores, beaches and bays of Greek Islands, inaccessible by other means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thewatchquote.com/mesIMG/imgStd/22700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 565px; height: 375px;" src="http://www.thewatchquote.com/mesIMG/imgStd/22700.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrange a sailing adventure to Crete and uncover its hidden treasures. Many cruises also include in their itineraries destinations such as Turkey, the Black Sea region, Cyprus, Israel or Egypt. Others may transport you to Malta and Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;On a second thought, I ought to learn how to swim first before trying out in the DEEP SEA.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-357234856115956162?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/357234856115956162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/12/those-summer-days-on-yacht.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/357234856115956162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/357234856115956162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/12/those-summer-days-on-yacht.html' title='Those Summer Days on the Yacht'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SVdM75XkpdI/AAAAAAAAAas/TgnFcb33WvI/s72-c/yachting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-2949844411852104250</id><published>2008-12-16T13:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:31:30.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SUc73zK_yiI/AAAAAAAAAak/AbEOwy4zl_E/s1600-h/Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SUc73zK_yiI/AAAAAAAAAak/AbEOwy4zl_E/s400/Picture+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280254917930371618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SUc73m68SKI/AAAAAAAAAac/vLZ8qrsV4aE/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SUc73m68SKI/AAAAAAAAAac/vLZ8qrsV4aE/s400/Picture+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280254914641807522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the decorations in Bugis Junction.&lt;br /&gt;Will upload Orchard ones,&lt;br /&gt;when I get them. (;&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/2118035726792420430-2949844411852104250?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2949844411852104250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/2949844411852104250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/2949844411852104250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-tree.html' title='Christmas tree'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SUc73zK_yiI/AAAAAAAAAak/AbEOwy4zl_E/s72-c/Picture+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-7503445184972952121</id><published>2008-11-05T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:57:36.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Brick</title><content type='html'>bout ten years ago, a young and very successful executive named Josh was traveling down a Chicago neighborhood street. He was going a bit too fast in his sleek, black, 12 cylinder Jaguar XKE, which was only two months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no child darted out, but a brick sailed out and - WHUMP! - it smashed Into the Jag's shiny black side door! SCREECH..!!!! Brakes slammed! Gears ground into reverse, and tires madly spun the Jaguar back to the spot from where the brick had been thrown. Josh jumped out of the car, grabbed the kid and pushed him up against a parked car. He shouted at the kid, "What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing?!" Building up a head of steam, he went on. "That's my new Jag, that brick you threw is gonna cost you a lot of money. Why did you throw it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please, mister, please. . . I'm sorry! I didn't know what else to do!" Pleaded the youngster. "I threw the brick because no one else would stop!" Tears were dripping down the boy's chin as he pointed around the parked car. "It's my brother, mister," he said. "He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up." Sobbing, the boy asked the executive, "Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moved beyond words, the young executive tried desperately to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. Straining, he lifted the young man back into the wheelchair and took out his handkerchief and wiped the scrapes and cuts, checking to see that everything was going to be OK. He then watched the younger brother push him down the sidewalk toward their home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was a long walk back to the sleek, black, shining, 12 cylinder Jaguar XKE -a long and slow walk. Josh never did fix the side door of his Jaguar. He kept the dent to remind him not to go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at him to get his attention. . . Some bricks are softer than others. Feel for the bricks of life coming at to you. For all the negative things we have to say to ourselves, God has positive answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-7503445184972952121?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7503445184972952121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/11/brick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7503445184972952121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7503445184972952121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/11/brick.html' title='The Brick'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-654492381886167844</id><published>2008-11-05T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:56:40.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sofa Be Inspired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SRGWlv3AavI/AAAAAAAAAY0/BIAw0KN5bUs/s1600-h/igland-design-sofa_64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SRGWlv3AavI/AAAAAAAAAY0/BIAw0KN5bUs/s400/igland-design-sofa_64.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265155014619327218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sofa above by Igland design has specially been designed for ad agency offices, enabling its users to accommodate it, as per the requirements. This sofa, basically, consists of 4 pieces that could be connected into different ways or forms. Interestingly, you can disjoint its parts, if the need arises and at the same time can rejoin them into different forms, to cater a bigger congregation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like this one. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SRGXtxQNymI/AAAAAAAAAY8/nqeAfx8ZiYU/s1600-h/sofa-be-inspired.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 390px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SRGXtxQNymI/AAAAAAAAAY8/nqeAfx8ZiYU/s400/sofa-be-inspired.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265156251944077922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Teeth brush shaped sofa&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/2118035726792420430-654492381886167844?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/654492381886167844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/11/sofa-be-inspired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/654492381886167844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/654492381886167844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/11/sofa-be-inspired.html' title='Sofa Be Inspired'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SRGWlv3AavI/AAAAAAAAAY0/BIAw0KN5bUs/s72-c/igland-design-sofa_64.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-8045968219721752604</id><published>2008-11-05T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:46:33.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Song of an Autumn Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SRGTe3yDLcI/AAAAAAAAAYs/57s6TJYP0IY/s1600-h/autumn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SRGTe3yDLcI/AAAAAAAAAYs/57s6TJYP0IY/s400/autumn2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265151597952052674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Under the crescent moon a light autumn dew&lt;br /&gt;Has chilled the robe she will not change --&lt;br /&gt;And she touches a silver lute all night,&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to go back to her empty room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wang Wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-8045968219721752604?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8045968219721752604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/11/song-of-autumn-night.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/8045968219721752604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/8045968219721752604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/11/song-of-autumn-night.html' title='A Song of an Autumn Night'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SRGTe3yDLcI/AAAAAAAAAYs/57s6TJYP0IY/s72-c/autumn2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-8715387216665506780</id><published>2008-10-30T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:53:21.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abortion...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Month one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;br /&gt;I am only 8 inches long&lt;br /&gt;but I have all my organs.&lt;br /&gt;I love the sound of your voice.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I hear it&lt;br /&gt;I wave my arms and legs.&lt;br /&gt;The sound of your heart beat&lt;br /&gt;is my favorite lullaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Month Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;br /&gt;today I learned how to suck my thumb.&lt;br /&gt;If you could see me&lt;br /&gt;you could definitely tell that I am a baby.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.&lt;br /&gt;It is so nice and warm in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Month Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what Mommy&lt;br /&gt;I'm a boy!!&lt;br /&gt;I hope that makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;I always want you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it when you cry.&lt;br /&gt;You sound so sad.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me sad too&lt;br /&gt;and I cry with you even though&lt;br /&gt;you can't hear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Month Four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;br /&gt;my hair is starting to grow.&lt;br /&gt;It is very short and fine&lt;br /&gt;but I will have a lot of it.&lt;br /&gt;I spend a lot of my time exercising.&lt;br /&gt;I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes&lt;br /&gt;and stretch my arms and legs.&lt;br /&gt;I am becoming quite good at it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Month Five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You went to the doctor today.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, he lied to you.&lt;br /&gt;He said that I'm not a baby.&lt;br /&gt;I am a baby Mommy, your baby.&lt;br /&gt;I think and feel.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, what's abortion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Month Six&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear that doctor again.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like him.&lt;br /&gt;He seems cold and heartless.&lt;br /&gt;Something is intruding my home.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor called it a needle.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy what is it? It burns!&lt;br /&gt;Please make him stop!&lt;br /&gt;I can't get away from it!&lt;br /&gt;Mommy! HELP me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Month Seven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;br /&gt;I am okay.&lt;br /&gt;I am in Jesus's arms.&lt;br /&gt;He is holding me.&lt;br /&gt;He told me about abortion.&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't you want me Mommy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Abortion Is Just . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One more heart that was stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Two more eyes that will never see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Two more hands that will never touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Two more legs that will never run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One more mouth that will never speak.&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/2118035726792420430-8715387216665506780?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8715387216665506780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/abortion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/8715387216665506780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/8715387216665506780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/abortion.html' title='Abortion...'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-6576431808127296365</id><published>2008-10-16T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:39:06.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Husband Store Joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chatterbox.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/bside6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://chatterbox.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/bside6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The store has become very popular, but there are a few simple rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women may only enter the store ONCE to make a purchase. There are 6 floors, and the attributes of the men for sale on each floor are detailed outside. Although you can choose a man from any floor, once you have entered a particular floor you must make a purchase there. You cannot go back down, except when you exit the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a woman goes to the Husband Store to find a lifelong partner. On the first floor the sign outside reads: 'Floor 1 - These men have jobs and love the Lord'. She moves on up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the next floor the sign reads: 'Floor 2 - These men have jobs, love the Lord and love kids'. She keeps going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sign outside the third floor reads: 'Floor 3 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids and are extremely good-looking'. Still she moves on up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next she sees the sign: 'Floor 4 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are extremely good-looking and help with the housework'. Excited now, again she proceeds to the next floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sign outside the fifth floor reads: 'Floor 5 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are extremely good-looking, help with the housework, and have a strong romantic streak'. Although tempted to make her purchase from this floor, she can't wait to see what's available on the sixth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for the door-handle to enter the floor area, she notices the sign outside. 'Floor 6 - You are visitor number 4,634,289 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists simply to prove that women are impossible to please'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I would have gone to the top floor too. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-6576431808127296365?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6576431808127296365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/husband-store-joke.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6576431808127296365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6576431808127296365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/husband-store-joke.html' title='The Husband Store Joke'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-3310122162652953730</id><published>2008-10-15T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:31:50.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raw Foodists Charged</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.treehugger.com/raw%20choco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.treehugger.com/raw%20choco.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absurd but true – Ron Obadia and Nadine Artemis, two owners of the Toronto-based raw food and beauty care company Living Libations were arrested last month at the US-Canadian border on their way to Arizona, after drug-sniffing dogs found their 2.5 pounds cache of raw, unrefined chocolate – which officials mistook as hashish. After hours of intimidating interrogation tactics and threats of “life in jail” by Canadian enforcement authorities, a drug test returned a false positive, identifying the raw chocolate as hashish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-3310122162652953730?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3310122162652953730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/raw-foodists-charged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3310122162652953730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3310122162652953730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/raw-foodists-charged.html' title='Raw Foodists Charged'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-8590044680373740267</id><published>2008-10-14T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T20:43:08.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese Monkey Picked Tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.weirdasianews.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/monkey-tea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.weirdasianews.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/monkey-tea.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legend says that over ten centuries ago, upon seeing his master pick tea leaves, a monkey climbed up and collected the leaves and brought them down for his master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether it be legend or simply a cheaper form of labor, the story has turned into a rare product that you can purchase and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkey Picked Tea is a rare tea that is carefully picked by specially trained monkeys in a remote mountain region of China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True or not true, that is for you to ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I just heard that the monkeys have formed a union and are now on strike pending better wages, health plan, and pension.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-8590044680373740267?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8590044680373740267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/chinese-monkey-picked-tea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/8590044680373740267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/8590044680373740267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/chinese-monkey-picked-tea.html' title='Chinese Monkey Picked Tea'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-6322433943366015698</id><published>2008-10-14T20:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T20:48:42.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Monkey with the Wooden Apple!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SPSUXNRjdpI/AAAAAAAAAWk/gtegfoPN-uY/s1600-h/Brown-headed+Spider+monkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SPSUXNRjdpI/AAAAAAAAAWk/gtegfoPN-uY/s400/Brown-headed+Spider+monkey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256989791469401746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once was a happy monkey wandering the jungle, eating delicious fruit when hungry, and resting when tired.&lt;br /&gt;One day he came upon a house, where he saw a bowl of the most beautiful apples.&lt;br /&gt;He took one in each hand and ran back into the forest.&lt;br /&gt;He sniffed the apples and smelled nothing.&lt;br /&gt;He tried to eat them, but hurt his teeth.&lt;br /&gt;They were made of wood, but they were beautiful, and when the other monkeys saw them, he held onto them even tighter.&lt;br /&gt;He admired his new possessions proudly as he wandered the jungle.&lt;br /&gt;They glistened red in the sun, and seemed perfect to him.&lt;br /&gt;He became so attached to them, that he didn't even notice his hunger at first.&lt;br /&gt;A fruit tree reminded him, but he felt the apples in his hands.&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't bear to set them down to reach for the fruit.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, he couldn't relax, either, if he was to defend his apples.&lt;br /&gt;A proud, but less happy monkey continued to walk along the forest trails.&lt;br /&gt;The apples became heavier, and the poor little monkey thought about leaving them behind.&lt;br /&gt;He was tired, hungry, and he couldn't climb trees or collect fruit with his hands full.&lt;br /&gt;What if he just let go?&lt;br /&gt;Letting go of such valuable things seemed crazy, but what else could he do?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SPSUt-Ej9qI/AAAAAAAAAWs/imM3Cgw8L1k/s1600-h/wooden-apples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SPSUt-Ej9qI/AAAAAAAAAWs/imM3Cgw8L1k/s400/wooden-apples.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256990182525367970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so tired. Seeing the next fruit tree, and smelling it's fruit was enough.&lt;br /&gt;He dropped the wooden apples and reached up for his meal.&lt;br /&gt;He was happy again.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Letting Go Of Wooden Apples&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Like that little monkey, we sometimes carry things that seem too valuable to let go&lt;br /&gt;A man carries an image of himself as "productive" - carries it like a shiny wooden apple.&lt;br /&gt;But in reality, his busyness leaves him tired, and hungry for a better life.&lt;br /&gt;Still, letting go seems crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Even his worries are sacred apples - they prove he's "doing everything he can."&lt;br /&gt;He holds onto them compulsively.&lt;br /&gt;This is a hard thing to see.&lt;br /&gt;We identify so strongly with our things even, feeling pain when our cars are dented.&lt;br /&gt;How much more powerfully do we identify with our beliefs and self-ideas?&lt;br /&gt;Yet they don't always feed our souls, do they?&lt;br /&gt;And we become tired of defending them.&lt;br /&gt;How else could the story end?&lt;br /&gt;The monkey might be found dead of hunger, under a beautiful tree, with fruit within reach, but still grasping his wooden apples.&lt;br /&gt;I chose to end it with him letting go, because only with open hands can we receive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-6322433943366015698?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6322433943366015698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/monkey-with-wooden-apple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6322433943366015698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6322433943366015698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/monkey-with-wooden-apple.html' title='The Monkey with the Wooden Apple!'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SPSUXNRjdpI/AAAAAAAAAWk/gtegfoPN-uY/s72-c/Brown-headed+Spider+monkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-5781081481243676889</id><published>2008-10-14T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T19:53:44.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi King Rm2 Bonzananza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.offernutz.com/photo/company/photo_sushi_king.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.offernutz.com/photo/company/photo_sushi_king.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss Sushi King "RM2 Bonzananza". It is opened to Sushi King Card members of 2008 and 2009. You can bring a maximum of 5 people only. Promotion is applicable only to sushi (rice based) on all coloured plates on the kaiten belth exclusing Tsunami (appetizer) and Handrolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promotion date:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  * West Malaysia, 13-16th October 2008&lt;br /&gt;  * East Malaysia, 20-23th October 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location:&lt;br /&gt;Available at all Sushi King Outlets.&lt;br /&gt;Tel: 603 - 5631 9060&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to go again, after today. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-5781081481243676889?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5781081481243676889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/sushi-king-rm2-bonzananza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5781081481243676889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5781081481243676889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/sushi-king-rm2-bonzananza.html' title='Sushi King Rm2 Bonzananza'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-5680345936104809107</id><published>2008-10-07T19:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T01:26:27.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image001.mywedding.com/11/830/11830981_475.jpg?1222498514"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://image001.mywedding.com/11/830/11830981_475.jpg?1222498514" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day is approaching real soon!&lt;br /&gt; The proposal was already 10months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy for them.&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord's blessings be upon you&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;may your marriage be fruitful and glorifying in the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;2 more months to go!&lt;br /&gt;Jia you brother..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics click &lt;a href="http://www.myweddings.com/weiyihandchienhoon"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-5680345936104809107?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5680345936104809107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5680345936104809107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5680345936104809107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-4197610557569902706</id><published>2008-10-07T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T19:23:41.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Furniture in a Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.treehugger.com/casulo-modular-furniture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.treehugger.com/casulo-modular-furniture1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not an ordinary box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mein-casulo.de/en/en_index.htm"&gt;Casulo&lt;/a&gt;, designed by Marcel Krings &amp;amp; Sebastian Mühlhäuser, hides furnishings enough for an entire room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.treehugger.com/casulo-modular-furniture3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.treehugger.com/casulo-modular-furniture3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.treehugger.com/casulo-modular-furniture5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.treehugger.com/casulo-modular-furniture5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.treehugger.com/casulo-modular-furniture7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.treehugger.com/casulo-modular-furniture7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.treehugger.com/casulo-modular-furniture11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.treehugger.com/casulo-modular-furniture11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.treehugger.com/casulo-modular-furniture-setup1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.treehugger.com/casulo-modular-furniture-setup1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Casulo won the "Abraham &amp;amp; David Roentgen Award" in November 2007 for its "cleverness, finesse and qualitative realisation of the idea"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job!&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/2118035726792420430-4197610557569902706?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4197610557569902706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/furniture-in-box.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/4197610557569902706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/4197610557569902706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/furniture-in-box.html' title='Furniture in a Box'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-7808339197460377939</id><published>2008-10-07T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T19:12:55.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alpacas</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/_w7iKgesCHJE/SOtDK3GI7MI/AAAAAAAAAWc/KxZIy_igO4g/s1600-h/f2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SOtDK3GI7MI/AAAAAAAAAWc/KxZIy_igO4g/s400/f2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254367244125269186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd like to have this as a pet!&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/2118035726792420430-7808339197460377939?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7808339197460377939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/alpacas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7808339197460377939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7808339197460377939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/alpacas.html' title='Alpacas'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SOtDK3GI7MI/AAAAAAAAAWc/KxZIy_igO4g/s72-c/f2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-5816825954000546506</id><published>2008-10-05T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:16:04.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Axolotl</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/_w7iKgesCHJE/SOjlhmIYYhI/AAAAAAAAAWU/vg2yk1w7CbM/s1600-h/axolotl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SOjlhmIYYhI/AAAAAAAAAWU/vg2yk1w7CbM/s400/axolotl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253701330661827090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An Amphibian.&lt;br /&gt;Can only be found at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lake_Xochimilco"&gt;Lake Xochimilco&lt;/a&gt; in Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;Cute?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I find it very fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;More about &lt;a href="http://www.axolotl.org/"&gt;Axolotl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone looking for a pet? (;&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/2118035726792420430-5816825954000546506?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5816825954000546506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/axolotl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5816825954000546506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5816825954000546506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/10/axolotl.html' title='Axolotl'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SOjlhmIYYhI/AAAAAAAAAWU/vg2yk1w7CbM/s72-c/axolotl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-3030033359966326106</id><published>2008-09-25T22:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T23:54:08.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple Tart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SNud0mmKkWI/AAAAAAAAAWM/p46jYi0pLbc/s1600-h/japtart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SNud0mmKkWI/AAAAAAAAAWM/p46jYi0pLbc/s400/japtart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249963317669826914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake me a tart.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,&lt;br /&gt;I want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, now I remember.&lt;br /&gt;Wen owes me toasted mushroom with cheese and bacon.&lt;br /&gt;Cal is still yet to cook.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;That's all at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, plan to bake something,&lt;br /&gt;for her.&lt;br /&gt;Together with them.&lt;br /&gt;Before she leaves. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how the tart is supposed to be eaten.&lt;br /&gt;With those huge apples.&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/2118035726792420430-3030033359966326106?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3030033359966326106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/09/apple-tart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3030033359966326106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3030033359966326106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/09/apple-tart.html' title='Apple Tart'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SNud0mmKkWI/AAAAAAAAAWM/p46jYi0pLbc/s72-c/japtart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-8334733396420590385</id><published>2008-09-25T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:17:42.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SNubsSc5esI/AAAAAAAAAV0/1mlZQmQutX4/s1600-h/children.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SNubsSc5esI/AAAAAAAAAV0/1mlZQmQutX4/s400/children.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249960975800040130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SNubskJiTUI/AAAAAAAAAV8/oEHaVMtpBXM/s1600-h/littledonkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SNubskJiTUI/AAAAAAAAAV8/oEHaVMtpBXM/s400/littledonkey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249960980550667586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SNubsrXyFuI/AAAAAAAAAWE/BrDKfJy3zZ0/s1600-h/boy+and+dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SNubsrXyFuI/AAAAAAAAAWE/BrDKfJy3zZ0/s400/boy+and+dog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249960982489470690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across these pictures in some old folders.&lt;br /&gt;Children are a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;Their smiles and laughters just bright up one's day.&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;Go forth and multiply&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&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/2118035726792420430-8334733396420590385?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8334733396420590385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/09/kids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/8334733396420590385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/8334733396420590385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/09/kids.html' title='Kids'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SNubsSc5esI/AAAAAAAAAV0/1mlZQmQutX4/s72-c/children.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-4031594916272249126</id><published>2008-09-11T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T14:12:10.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tips for Better Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;1. Take a 10-30 minutes walk every day. And while you walk, smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;2. Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;3. Sleep for 7 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;4. Live with the 3 E's -- Energy, Enthusiasm, and Empathy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;5. Play more games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;6. Read more books than you did in 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;7. Make time to pray. It provides us with daily    fuel for our  busy lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;8. Spend time with people over the age of 70 &amp;amp; under the age of 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;9. Dream more while you are awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;10. Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food that is manufactured in plants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;11. Drink plenty of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;12. Try to make at least three people smile each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;13. Don't waste your precious energy on gossip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;14. Forget issues of the past. Don't remind your partner with his/her mistakes of the past. That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;will ruin your present happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;15. Don't have negative thoughts or things you cannot control. Instead invest your energy in the positive present moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;16. Realize that life is a school and you are here to learn. Problems are simply part of the curriculum that appear and fade away like algebra class but the lessons you learn will last a lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;17. Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a beggar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;18. Smile and laugh more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;19. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. Don't hate others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;20.. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;21. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;22. Make peace with your past so it won't spoil the present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;23. Don't compare your life to others'. You have no idea what their journey is all about. Don't compare your partner with others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;24. No one is in charge of your happiness except you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;25. Forgive everyone for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;26.What other people think of you is none of your business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;27. GOD ! heals everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;28. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;29. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends will. Stay in touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;30. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;31. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;32. The best is yet to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;33. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;34. Do the right thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;35. Call your family often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;36. Your inner most is always happy. So be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;37. Each day give something good to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;38. Don't over do. Keep your limits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;39. When you awake alive in the morning, thank GOD for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-4031594916272249126?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4031594916272249126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/09/tips-for-better-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/4031594916272249126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/4031594916272249126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/09/tips-for-better-life.html' title='Tips for Better Life.'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-5152714113644215723</id><published>2008-09-09T17:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T18:22:06.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World's Top 10</title><content type='html'>10. The Apeiron island hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bornrich.org/images/apeiron_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.bornrich.org/images/apeiron_18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Foldable hotel pods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bornrich.org/images/foldable-pods_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.bornrich.org/images/foldable-pods_18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The hotel Burj al-Arab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bornrich.org/images/burj-al-arab1_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.bornrich.org/images/burj-al-arab1_18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bornrich.org/images/burj-al-arab_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.bornrich.org/images/burj-al-arab_18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Waterworld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bornrich.org/images/waterworld_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.bornrich.org/images/waterworld_18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bornrich.org/images/waterworld1_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.bornrich.org/images/waterworld1_18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The Poseidon Undersea Resort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bornrich.org/images/poseidon-1_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.bornrich.org/images/poseidon-1_18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bornrich.org/images/hydropolis1_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.bornrich.org/images/hydropolis1_18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The Hydropolis: A self-acclaimed 10-star underwater hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bornrich.org/images/hydropolis_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.bornrich.org/images/hydropolis_18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bornrich.org/images/hydropolis2_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.bornrich.org/images/hydropolis2_18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-5152714113644215723?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5152714113644215723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/09/worlds-top-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5152714113644215723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5152714113644215723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/09/worlds-top-10.html' title='World&apos;s Top 10'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-4338388263469569372</id><published>2008-08-25T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:46:19.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;“A friend is a hand that is always holding yours, no matter how close or far apart you may be. A friend is someone who is always there and will always, always care. A friend is a feeling of forever in the heart.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;“A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;“Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Thanks for giving me friends in life. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-4338388263469569372?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4338388263469569372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/08/quotes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/4338388263469569372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/4338388263469569372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/08/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-5132227520267560282</id><published>2008-08-16T02:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T02:55:31.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lee Chong Wei shines in Olympics 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SKXNmFT6JeI/AAAAAAAAAQI/gxX3UrgGSDA/s1600-h/LCW+olympics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SKXNmFT6JeI/AAAAAAAAAQI/gxX3UrgGSDA/s400/LCW+olympics.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234816196032472546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEIJING, Aug. 15 (Xinhua) -- Lee Chong Wei from Malaysia, the world's No. 2 shuttler, entered the men's singles final at the Beijing Olympic Games here on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee eliminated Lee Hyun-il from South Korea to qualify FOR the final at 21-18, 13-21, 21-13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have the confidence to win the third game despite I lost the second one," said the Malaysian, who was obviously in good form at the Beijing Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Chong Wei said the chance to win over his possible rival, Chinese world top-ranked Lin Dan, stood at 50-50 and he would pay more attention to defense in the fight against Lin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kissed the Malaysian national flag on his T-shirt and hugged his coach in celebration of the hard-won success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SKXPxLNnw7I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/5ypRTuwHXgE/s1600-h/LCWhugsMS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SKXPxLNnw7I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/5ypRTuwHXgE/s400/LCWhugsMS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234818585618531250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;LEE Chong Wei has ended Malaysia’s 12-year wait for an Olympics medal after advancing to the Beijing Games men’s singles final. It will be the first time since the 1996 Atlanta Olympics when men’s doubles Cheah Soon Kit-Yap Kim Hock and men’s singles Rashid Sidek won silver and bronze respectively. Chong Wei has already cashed Rm350,000 with him as incentive from Malaysian government.  Hopefully, he'll bring back the gold medal XD..and receive 1 million incentive..he shall be a millionaire then. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-5132227520267560282?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5132227520267560282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/08/beijing-aug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5132227520267560282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5132227520267560282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/08/beijing-aug.html' title='Lee Chong Wei shines in Olympics 08'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SKXNmFT6JeI/AAAAAAAAAQI/gxX3UrgGSDA/s72-c/LCW+olympics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-1153118640022720863</id><published>2008-07-13T19:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T20:16:16.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shakespeare beach</title><content type='html'>Hmmm. Shakespeare beach?. I wonder if its name is related to William Shakespeare in any way. Or perhaps, it's just a common name in UK. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;Uhh, I just love the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SHnrRD7c9zI/AAAAAAAAAPo/vtNxpg39lkk/s1600-h/cloud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SHnrRD7c9zI/AAAAAAAAAPo/vtNxpg39lkk/s400/cloud.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222463921257772850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I'd like to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Stroll along the shoreline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Watch the sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Enjoy the rolling waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Splashing on my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SHnrRYZJd4I/AAAAAAAAAPw/CTz_CVodiRI/s1600-h/ltowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SHnrRYZJd4I/AAAAAAAAAPw/CTz_CVodiRI/s400/ltowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222463926751033218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;The chirping of the birds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;The whispers of the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;The clashing of the waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I want more, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SHnrRX40DcI/AAAAAAAAAP4/SnZOLkgNKSQ/s1600-h/sp+cliff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SHnrRX40DcI/AAAAAAAAAP4/SnZOLkgNKSQ/s400/sp+cliff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222463926615412162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Dont harm the nature&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if you would.&lt;br /&gt;Preserve it.&lt;br /&gt;Let it sings and glorifies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;the Creator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;of all creations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SHnrRY50nWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/FoPA7VcJmm4/s1600-h/surfline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SHnrRY50nWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/FoPA7VcJmm4/s400/surfline.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222463926888078690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sound of the waves breaking on the shore&lt;br /&gt;washes away all my passed.&lt;br /&gt;There, a new life begins.&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/2118035726792420430-1153118640022720863?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1153118640022720863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/07/shakespeare-beach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/1153118640022720863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/1153118640022720863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/07/shakespeare-beach.html' title='Shakespeare beach'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SHnrRD7c9zI/AAAAAAAAAPo/vtNxpg39lkk/s72-c/cloud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-6799712607057920576</id><published>2008-07-13T19:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T19:25:42.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work and Travel USA</title><content type='html'>Heh. Want to travel to USA?&lt;br /&gt;But kind of facing financial constraints?&lt;br /&gt;Here is your opportunity at &lt;a href="http://www.globalchoices.co.uk/work-programme-226.php"&gt;global choices&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aim of global choices work &amp;amp; travel programme is to provide a cultural exchange. One can gain knowledge and experiences by one owns effort and enthusiasm. Besides that, one can meet other international students and share each other's culture and tradition. Humble jobs will be offered to offset living and travel expenses during the stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are you waiting for....&lt;br /&gt;ha. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-6799712607057920576?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6799712607057920576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/07/work-and-travel-usa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6799712607057920576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6799712607057920576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/07/work-and-travel-usa.html' title='Work and Travel USA'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-5508918244460514750</id><published>2008-07-06T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T19:30:52.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I want a pair of portable chopsticks.&lt;br /&gt;I dont like using plastic bags.&lt;br /&gt;I'm an environmentalist. I get concerned when I see people littering around. I pick their rubbish and throw to bin, sometimes. when nobody sees it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I need a new digital camera seriously.&lt;br /&gt;My aged-old dig cam since my 12th  b'day had retired.&lt;br /&gt;If you have plenty of money and dont know where to spend, feel free to get me nice pressie. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. a canon digital camera, at least 6mega pixels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. travel anywhere I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. someone who can bear with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. health and happiness throughout my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. go to the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;6. always have my family and loved ones by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;7. feel like a princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;8. to be a better person, inside out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;9. world peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;10. a pair of crocs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;11. nike trainers! preferably white, pink or blue. size 6. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;12.  more clothes, bags and shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;13. cuppacakes, chocolates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;14. bake me something&lt;br /&gt;15. smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning 18th soon.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still alive after living for 18years. =)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wonder how young/old will I die.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I prefer to be the first to leave than to be the last&lt;br /&gt;When all my loved ones are gone.&lt;br /&gt;How unbearable is that.&lt;br /&gt;To feel lonely.&lt;br /&gt;I cant stand loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;I'll cry.&lt;br /&gt;I just love companions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 18years on earth...oh what a ride.&lt;br /&gt;Cherished by dear ones and being hurt unintentionally.&lt;br /&gt;This is life. A roller coaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;Unpredictableness makes it exciting&lt;br /&gt;And overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sensitive&lt;br /&gt;To words, actions and expressions.&lt;br /&gt;I fear what others think of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm image conscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I'm just tired&lt;br /&gt;Of changes in life.&lt;br /&gt;One has to adapt to new situations&lt;br /&gt;Why cant things be simpler.&lt;br /&gt;Like one plus one.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh.&lt;br /&gt;I chased after superior goods&lt;br /&gt;Which act as mere substitutes.&lt;br /&gt;It never satisfies me&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted more&lt;br /&gt;And more&lt;br /&gt;But never enough.&lt;br /&gt;It's not really superior afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I realised&lt;br /&gt;There is more than that in life.&lt;br /&gt;Through Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith, love and hope are the ones that will bring me through life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love me. =)&lt;br /&gt;and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-5508918244460514750?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5508918244460514750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-18th-wishlist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5508918244460514750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5508918244460514750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-18th-wishlist.html' title='My Wishlist'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-903022012135860891</id><published>2008-06-29T05:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T06:18:39.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mount Everest</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/_w7iKgesCHJE/SGay1ImQuRI/AAAAAAAAAPA/eeFDIUXJ2Ms/s1600-h/Mount_Everest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SGay1ImQuRI/AAAAAAAAAPA/eeFDIUXJ2Ms/s320/Mount_Everest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217053844266072338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marvellous capture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The Himalayas have isolated Nepal from the Western world for centuries, and even today the ruggedness of these mountains continues to insulate the people, customs, and religions of this unusual land from the influence of the industrialized world. There are few roads extending into the Himalaya, and it is necessary to walk for days or even weeks to reach many destinations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For the adventure traveler seeking wild country, this lack of transportation is considered an advantage rather than an obstacle. Nepal’s combination of natural beauty and unique cultures reveal themselves only to those who hike into its rugged mountains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trekking is not a wilderness adventure. The mountains in Nepal have been inhabited for centuries. The routes through these hills have been well traveled by Nepalese for many generations, and sharing the trails with the local people greatly enhances the journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trekking is a cultural experience. The traveler is completely immersed in the culture and in touch with the people, environment, and wildlife. One of the joys of traveling is talking with the Nepalese, many of whom speak English and are happy to explain their culture and the natural history of the countryside."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I love adventure(!!) and I really longed to go backpacking.&lt;br /&gt;The other day,&lt;br /&gt;a friend of mine told me he joined this backpacking club in his coll.&lt;br /&gt;Well, knowing me since school days&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;always heard me talk about backpacking in class&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend then told me&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each member is allowed to bring a friend along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! It's ME then I screamed haha.&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;Bring me, no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Now I really gotta save $ to tour.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to that trip sooooooon.!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-903022012135860891?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/903022012135860891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/06/mount-everest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/903022012135860891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/903022012135860891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/06/mount-everest.html' title='Mount Everest'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SGay1ImQuRI/AAAAAAAAAPA/eeFDIUXJ2Ms/s72-c/Mount_Everest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-7957386998764252336</id><published>2008-06-29T05:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T05:48:57.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Footprints</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SGaxwYUYw2I/AAAAAAAAAO4/E3WhCLKuJJY/s1600-h/footprints.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SGaxwYUYw2I/AAAAAAAAAO4/E3WhCLKuJJY/s320/footprints.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217052663075095394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night a man had a dream. He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the Lord. Across the sky flashed scenes from his life. For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand; one belonged to him, and the other to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the last scence of his life flashed before him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of his life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really bothered him and he questioned the Lord about it. "Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you, you'd walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life, there is only one set of footprints. I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord replied, "My precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you only see one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-7957386998764252336?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7957386998764252336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/06/footprints.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7957386998764252336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7957386998764252336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/06/footprints.html' title='Footprints'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/SGaxwYUYw2I/AAAAAAAAAO4/E3WhCLKuJJY/s72-c/footprints.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-7441503157165993508</id><published>2008-06-18T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T05:22:44.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once lost but found</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HEY! I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;Why the sudden post u might ask.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my phone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; the other day. 2nd time.&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone actually found my phone and decided to take the fuss to return it back to me,&lt;br /&gt;what a nice dude.&lt;br /&gt;To cut the long story short,&lt;br /&gt;I got my phone back now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;Safe the trouble from losing all my current contact numbers.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Prayer works! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(mom prayed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeee.&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/2118035726792420430-7441503157165993508?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7441503157165993508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/06/once-lost-but-found.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7441503157165993508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7441503157165993508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2008/06/once-lost-but-found.html' title='Once lost but found'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-2046259670507071740</id><published>2007-12-20T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T22:38:04.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/R2p9hHynExI/AAAAAAAAAOY/fftF1Nk_6Og/s1600-h/rings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/R2p9hHynExI/AAAAAAAAAOY/fftF1Nk_6Og/s320/rings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146063532204692242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best wishes to my brother and his fiancee!&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/2118035726792420430-2046259670507071740?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2046259670507071740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/12/best-wishes-to-my-brother-and-his.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/2046259670507071740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/2046259670507071740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/12/best-wishes-to-my-brother-and-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/R2p9hHynExI/AAAAAAAAAOY/fftF1Nk_6Og/s72-c/rings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-9196962588375285285</id><published>2007-11-29T13:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T13:29:05.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T-shirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/R05MyalMxBI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/O-VNEhMUz-c/s1600-h/JFberry.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/R05MyalMxBI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/O-VNEhMUz-c/s320/JFberry.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138128653888832530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Striking. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Youthful.&lt;br /&gt;Cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hint: christmas is around the corner =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-9196962588375285285?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/9196962588375285285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/11/striking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/9196962588375285285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/9196962588375285285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/11/striking.html' title='T-shirt'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/R05MyalMxBI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/O-VNEhMUz-c/s72-c/JFberry.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-6807461195196184570</id><published>2007-11-29T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T12:52:44.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T.G.I. Friday's Jack Daniels Sauce Recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/R05FfalMw_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/F65GAy1O2QE/s1600-h/JackDaniel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/R05FfalMw_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/F65GAy1O2QE/s320/JackDaniel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138120630889923570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon Onion Powder&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon Tabasco Sauce&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons Red Wine Vinegar&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup Jack Daniel's&lt;br /&gt;2 cups brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup water&lt;br /&gt;4 beef bouillon cubes&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons Worcestershire sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Directions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine all ingredients in a small sauce pan. Bring to a boil, reduce heat and simmer for 15 minutes. Allow to cool and use as a sauce on any grilled meat or fish -- especially salmon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This recipe from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.cdkitchen.com/recipes/recs/529/TGI_Fridays_Jack_Daniels_Sauce42691.shtml"&gt;CDKitchen&lt;/a&gt; for T.G.I. Friday's Jack Daniels Sauce serves/makes 1 cup&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-6807461195196184570?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6807461195196184570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/11/tgi-fridays-jack-daniels-sauce-recipe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6807461195196184570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6807461195196184570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/11/tgi-fridays-jack-daniels-sauce-recipe.html' title='T.G.I. Friday&apos;s Jack Daniels Sauce Recipe'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/R05FfalMw_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/F65GAy1O2QE/s72-c/JackDaniel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-5562460807409471954</id><published>2007-10-27T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T18:57:02.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The strength of a man and the beauty of a woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strength of a Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength of a man isn't seen in the width of his shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It is seen in the width of his arms that encircle you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength of a man isn't in the deep tone of his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It is in the gentle words he whispers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength of a man isn't how many buddies he has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It is how good a buddy he is with his kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength of a man isn't in how respected he is at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It is in how respected he is at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength of a man isn't in how hard he hits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It is in how tender he touches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength of a man isn't how many women he's Loved by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It is in can he be true to one woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength of a man isn't in the weight he can lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It is in the burdens he can understand and overcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beauty of a Woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;The beauty of a woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is not in the clothes she wears,&lt;br /&gt;The figure she carries,&lt;br /&gt;Or the way she combs her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;The beauty of a woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be seen from her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Because that is the doorway to her heart,&lt;br /&gt;The place where love resides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;The beauty of a woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is not in a facial mole,&lt;br /&gt;But true beauty in a woman&lt;br /&gt;Is reflected in her soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;caring&lt;/span&gt; that she lovingly gives,&lt;br /&gt;The passion that she shows,&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of a woman&lt;br /&gt;With passing years-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;only grows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Lucky is the man&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;who is the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;first love of a woman,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;but luckier is the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;woman who is the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;last love of a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&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/2118035726792420430-5562460807409471954?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5562460807409471954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/10/strength-of-man-and-beauty-of-woman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5562460807409471954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5562460807409471954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/10/strength-of-man-and-beauty-of-woman.html' title='The strength of a man and the beauty of a woman'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-3757776116009584527</id><published>2007-10-24T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T23:29:23.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shark beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rx9fZNyMErI/AAAAAAAAANY/Ld_eFQOqgGk/s1600-h/foto-sharkbeach.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rx9fZNyMErI/AAAAAAAAANY/Ld_eFQOqgGk/s320/foto-sharkbeach.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124919787772449458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Shark!&lt;br /&gt;What first comes across your mind when shark is mentioned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear. Jitters. Predator. Pointed fin. Killer. Blood. Life threatening.&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;Delicious. Nutritious. Expensive. Salivating fin soup.&lt;br /&gt;Adventure. Baby shark. Beach.&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;Dunnno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. if I ever have the chance, I would love to visit one of the shark beaches.&lt;br /&gt;Adrenalin swim.&lt;br /&gt;Some might think that it's crazy&lt;br /&gt;but heyy&lt;br /&gt;shark doesnt attack humans always.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm there's still a probability&lt;br /&gt;you say,&lt;br /&gt;whatever then.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rx9h5NyMEsI/AAAAAAAAANg/pJTaSCMn8-8/s1600-h/beachshark01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rx9h5NyMEsI/AAAAAAAAANg/pJTaSCMn8-8/s320/beachshark01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124922536551518914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rx9iONyMEtI/AAAAAAAAANo/Tsgx9Ef6glo/s1600-h/beachshark10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rx9iONyMEtI/AAAAAAAAANo/Tsgx9Ef6glo/s320/beachshark10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124922897328771794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rx9kE9yMEvI/AAAAAAAAAN4/7m8HR8Y97p8/s1600-h/DSC_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rx9kE9yMEvI/AAAAAAAAAN4/7m8HR8Y97p8/s320/DSC_0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124924937438237426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-3757776116009584527?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3757776116009584527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/10/shark-beach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3757776116009584527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3757776116009584527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/10/shark-beach.html' title='Shark beach'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rx9fZNyMErI/AAAAAAAAANY/Ld_eFQOqgGk/s72-c/foto-sharkbeach.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-9188950296179535599</id><published>2007-10-24T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T22:52:56.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rx9cNdyMEqI/AAAAAAAAANQ/-2rnyku23nE/s1600-h/rth0545l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rx9cNdyMEqI/AAAAAAAAANQ/-2rnyku23nE/s320/rth0545l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124916287374103202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-9188950296179535599?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/9188950296179535599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/10/laughters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/9188950296179535599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/9188950296179535599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/10/laughters.html' title='Laughters'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rx9cNdyMEqI/AAAAAAAAANQ/-2rnyku23nE/s72-c/rth0545l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-3217637838119665304</id><published>2007-10-15T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T15:11:29.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Malaysia can ``do better'' than Singapore if only it would treat its minority Chinese and Indian populations fairly, the city-state's founding leader has said in unexpectedly blunt comments about the rival neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minister Mentor Lee Kuan Yew's comments are likely to touch a raw nerve in Malaysia where ethnic tensions are never far below the surface over minority complaints about discrimination by the Malay Muslim dominated government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;     Lee even suggested that Singapore wouldn't mind rejoining Malaysia if the latter accepted meritocracy instead of sticking to an affirmative action policy favoring the Malay majority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;     ``If they would just educate the Chinese and Indians, use them and treat them as their citizens, they can equal us and even do better than us and we would be happy to rejoin them,'' Lee told two academics in a recent interview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;     ``We are a standing indictment of all the things that they can be doing differently,'' he said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my point of view:&lt;br /&gt;Let the ugly hidden truth be seen and heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a good neighbour, LKY is trying to give a good advice free of charge to the sleeping Malaysian leaders and politicians on how to make it big, how to succeed and survive in the real world out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our government is too busy with all their 'syok sendiri' or feel good achievements that have become the laughing stock of other countries. A waste of taxpayers' money. To make matters worse we have a bunch of BN politicians who are robbing the people's money. As a result of that, our rakyat suffers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In form5 sejarah we learnt that our country opposed dasar apartheid in south africa. However, the authorities themselves are discriminating the chinese here.. joke, Joke, JOKE! In south africa is 'only for whites', over here is 'only for malays!(bumiputera)'. Nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government welcomed a huge number of immigrants from Indonesia(same skin colour) to our country, just because they wanted to increase their 'own population'.So now the rising crime acts who is to blame? A proposal of employing maids from china were rejected, eventhough 80% of the households employees' were chinese. What does this speak of? They definitely dont want an increase in chinese population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-3217637838119665304?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3217637838119665304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/10/malaysia-can-do-better-than-singapore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3217637838119665304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3217637838119665304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/10/malaysia-can-do-better-than-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-8001907195669235654</id><published>2007-09-24T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T02:07:51.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dry season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RvaqBe70EQI/AAAAAAAAAMw/bjA0Xo-DL94/s1600-h/ym_pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RvaqBe70EQI/AAAAAAAAAMw/bjA0Xo-DL94/s320/ym_pic1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113461369386307842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rvapv-70EOI/AAAAAAAAAMg/9fa1dUa7hEI/s1600-h/topshop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rvapv-70EOI/AAAAAAAAAMg/9fa1dUa7hEI/s320/topshop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113461068738597090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disconnected my computer and went downstair to answer my phone call. At the same time, I happened to see my parents watching vcd sermon at the living room. So after the call, I joined them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The testimony was excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I have been going through a dry season in my life recently. I would say spiritually dry. From the outside, life was good and fun. However, deep inside the soul was the opposite way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good food, branded stuffs and friends cannot satisfy the emptiness. They seemed to be good but in reality, not so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RvaqgO70ESI/AAAAAAAAANA/UZ33339uw38/s1600-h/planet+hollywood+logo%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RvaqgO70ESI/AAAAAAAAANA/UZ33339uw38/s320/planet+hollywood+logo%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113461897667285282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RvaquO70ETI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZVUQV_rYqi8/s1600-h/vritti_tommyhilfiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RvaquO70ETI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZVUQV_rYqi8/s320/vritti_tommyhilfiger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113462138185453874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-8001907195669235654?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8001907195669235654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/09/dry-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/8001907195669235654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/8001907195669235654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/09/dry-season.html' title='Dry season'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RvaqBe70EQI/AAAAAAAAAMw/bjA0Xo-DL94/s72-c/ym_pic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-1150955511550543320</id><published>2007-09-16T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T23:38:45.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Ru1N1_abp1I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Qy3cfbAX6CY/s1600-h/nice+sushi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Ru1N1_abp1I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Qy3cfbAX6CY/s320/nice+sushi.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110826742086084434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sushi was first served in which millennium?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. 1600&lt;br /&gt;B. 1700&lt;br /&gt;C. 1800&lt;br /&gt;D. 1900&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 1700s,  a chef named Yohei began to serve raw fish combined with vinegarded rice and sushi as we know it was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True or false: SUshi originally began as a method of preserving fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. True&lt;br /&gt;B. False&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaned, raw fish were pressed between layers of salt and weighted with a stone. After a few weeks, the stone was removed and replaced with a light cover and a few months after that the fermented fish and rice were considered ready to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A sushi chef is called a(n):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Itamae&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take the quiz &lt;a href="http://food.aol.com/food-trivia-quizzes/sushi-trivia"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-1150955511550543320?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1150955511550543320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/09/sushi-quiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/1150955511550543320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/1150955511550543320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/09/sushi-quiz.html' title='Sushi Quiz'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Ru1N1_abp1I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Qy3cfbAX6CY/s72-c/nice+sushi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-5179989126175947140</id><published>2007-09-15T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T22:45:47.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuffz</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/_w7iKgesCHJE/RuvuKPabp0I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/nLJWw8WQwbU/s1600-h/barfly+white+swarovski.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RuvuKPabp0I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/nLJWw8WQwbU/s320/barfly+white+swarovski.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110440061885458242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So irresistable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barfly, white swarovski.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cuffzbylinz.com/home.html"&gt;cuffbylinz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-5179989126175947140?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5179989126175947140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/09/cuffz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5179989126175947140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5179989126175947140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/09/cuffz.html' title='Cuffz'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RuvuKPabp0I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/nLJWw8WQwbU/s72-c/barfly+white+swarovski.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-4039530313276880694</id><published>2007-08-11T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T19:34:06.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Service</title><content type='html'>Tahniah, anda telah terpilih untuk mengikuti Program Latihan Khidmat Negara Siri 5/2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Im chosen! for 2008 national service.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno to cry or to laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!.T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out urs &lt;a href="http://www.khidmatnegara.gov.my/interaktif.asp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-4039530313276880694?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4039530313276880694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/08/national-service.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/4039530313276880694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/4039530313276880694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/08/national-service.html' title='National Service'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-1512790604376597230</id><published>2007-08-08T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T22:38:56.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hp stolen</title><content type='html'>2 hours ago,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happily rushed towards the bus station with a few friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stepped into the bus, I sensed something was missing in my pocket. Immediately I grabbed a seat and searched through my bag. It wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone was STOLEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a second waste, I jumped off the bus and retraced my steps. Hoon followed me. I hope that I left it at Kasturi Centre but it wasn't there. The janitor was shocked to know what I was looking for and claimed that she never took it. Well, I believed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unproductive search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recalling back, I remember I have my phone with me all the way to the bus station. Next, it dissapeared. So, it must have been stolen while I was frantically looking for the right bus. One of the immigrants/indians must have fished it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. Actually, that was a popular spot for the thieves. A few friends of mine have had similiar incidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. What now... God bless that fella who had stolen my phone!! If it's Your will, let it be. Otherwise, touch his heart to return that phone back to me in a miraculous way. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unwillingly said.&lt;/span&gt; =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-1512790604376597230?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1512790604376597230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/08/hp-stolen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/1512790604376597230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/1512790604376597230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/08/hp-stolen.html' title='Hp stolen'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-3346726819920101484</id><published>2007-07-20T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T00:35:27.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She asked me.</title><content type='html'>During dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom asked me, "dont you think time passes by really fast. now you're already 17"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. it kind of hits me. really.&lt;br /&gt;I was quite disturbed by that statement. It's like I'm so old now hahah.&lt;br /&gt;argh. it freaks me out. what am I supposed to do? lol&lt;br /&gt;chill. relax.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I want to live my days to the fullest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, thank you Jesus  for everything =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-3346726819920101484?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3346726819920101484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/07/she-asked-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3346726819920101484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3346726819920101484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/07/she-asked-me.html' title='She asked me.'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-7629787205147163048</id><published>2007-07-20T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T00:37:15.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17th Birthday. 20-07-2007</title><content type='html'>NICE right. 20072007&lt;br /&gt;17 somemore. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, my birth date is so rare. happens once in a century. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to ME =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna thank all my friends out there who have made my day.&lt;br /&gt;It's fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;Love you ppl lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. will upload a pic of all my pressie soon.&lt;br /&gt;Aww, I love those blue roses.! Thanks to wei hoon &amp;amp; frens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-7629787205147163048?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7629787205147163048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/07/17th-birthday-20-07-2007.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7629787205147163048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7629787205147163048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/07/17th-birthday-20-07-2007.html' title='17th Birthday. 20-07-2007'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-6382684948386638716</id><published>2007-07-13T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T22:56:33.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Gay'-rights leader quits homosexuality</title><content type='html'>He was a rising star in the "gay rights" movement, but Michael Glatze now declares not only has&lt;br /&gt;he given up activism – he's no longer a homosexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glatze – who had become a frequent media source as founding editor of Young Gay America&lt;br /&gt;magazine – tells the story of his transformation in an exclusive column published today by &lt;a href="http://www.worldnetdaily.com/news/article.asp?ARTICLE_ID=56487"&gt;WND&lt;/a&gt;&lt;http: com="" news="" article_id="56487"&gt;. Although Glatze cut himself&lt;br /&gt;off from the homosexual community about a year and a half ago, he says the column likely will&lt;br /&gt;surprise some people. "This will actually be news to anybody I used to relate to," he told WND.&lt;br /&gt;The radical change in his life, Glatze recalls, began with inner "promptings" he now attributes to God.&lt;br /&gt;"I hope I can share my story," he said. "I feel strongly God has put me here for a reason. Even in the&lt;br /&gt;darkest days of late-night parties, substance abuse and all kinds of things – when I felt like, 'Why am&lt;br /&gt;I here, what am I doing?' – there was always a voice there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/http:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RpeRJISzILI/AAAAAAAAAMI/dFUnnip6oxw/s1600-h/timegay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RpeRJISzILI/AAAAAAAAAMI/dFUnnip6oxw/s320/timegay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086693890169446578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't know what to call it, or if I could trust it, but it said 'hold on.'" Glatze said he became aware of&lt;br /&gt;homosexual feelings at about the age of 14 and publicly declared himself "gay" at age 20. Finally,&lt;br /&gt;after a decade in which his leadership role in the homosexual activist world grew – but alongside it,&lt;br /&gt;a mysterious inner conflict – he says he finally was "liberated." In fact, he writes in his WND column&lt;br /&gt;today, "'coming out' from under the influence of the homosexual mindset was the most liberating,&lt;br /&gt;beautiful and astonishing thing I've ever experienced in my entire life." Before "coming out" in his&lt;br /&gt;column today, Glatze contacted WND Managing Editor David Kupelian after reading his book, "The&lt;br /&gt;Marketing of Evil, which Glatze said "has given me so much help in my process of healing from the&lt;br /&gt;profound influences of evil in our current society." "There is nothing that would give me more&lt;br /&gt;pleasure," he wrote to Kupelian, "than to say the Truth about 'homosexuality' and atone for my sins&lt;br /&gt;in that regard."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glatze's transformation calls to mind that of another prominent "gay" magazine publisher who also&lt;br /&gt;has renounced her former lifestyle. Lesbian activist Charlene Cothran, longtime publisher of Venus&lt;br /&gt;magazine, became a Christian and gave her magazine a new mission "to encourage, educate and&lt;br /&gt;assist those who desire to leave a life of homosexuality." She adds: "Our ultimate mission is to win&lt;br /&gt;souls for Christ, and to do so by showing love to all God's people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his column, Glatze doesn't mince words, calling homosexual sex purely "lust-based," meaning it&lt;br /&gt;can never fully satisfy. "It's a neurotic process rather than a natural, normal one," he writes. "Normal&lt;br /&gt;is normal – and has been called normal for a reason." After becoming editor of Young Gay America&lt;br /&gt;magazine at age 22, Glatze received numerous awards and recognition, including the National Role&lt;br /&gt;Model Award from the major homosexual-rights organization Equality Forum. Media gravitated toward&lt;br /&gt;him, leading to appearances on PBS television and MSNBC and quotes in a cover story in Time&lt;br /&gt;magazine called "The Battle Over Gay Teens."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He produced, with the help of PBS affiliates and Equality Forum, the first major documentary film to&lt;br /&gt;address homosexual teen suicide, "Jim In Bold," which toured the world and received numerous "&lt;br /&gt;best in festival" awards. Young Gay America's photo exhibit, telling the story of young people across&lt;br /&gt;North America, toured Europe, Canada and parts of the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2004, Glatze moved from San Francisco to Halifax in eastern Canada where his partner, Young&lt;br /&gt;Gay America magazine's publisher, had family. The magazine, he said, sought to provide a "virtuous&lt;br /&gt;counterpart" to the other newsstand media aimed at homosexual youth. But Glatze contends "the&lt;br /&gt;truth was, YGA was as damaging as anything else out there, just not overtly pornographic, so more&lt;br /&gt;'respected.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2005, Glatze was featured in a panel with Judy Shepard, mother of slain homosexual Matthew&lt;br /&gt;Shepard, at the prestigious JFK Jr. Forum at Harvard's Kennedy School of Government. "It was after&lt;br /&gt;viewing my words on a videotape of that 'performance,'" he writes, "that I began to seriously doubt&lt;br /&gt;what I was doing with my life and influence." "Knowing no one who I could approach with my questions&lt;br /&gt;and my doubts, I turned to God," he says. "I'd developed a growing relationship with God, thanks to a&lt;br /&gt;debilitating bout with intestinal cramps caused by the upset stomach-inducing behaviors I'd been&lt;br /&gt;engaged in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toward the end of his time with Young Gay America, Glatze said, colleagues began to notice he was&lt;br /&gt;going through some kind of religious experience. Just before leaving, not fully realizing what he was&lt;br /&gt;doing, he wrote on his office computer his thoughts, ending with the declaration: "Homosexuality is&lt;br /&gt;death, and I choose life." "I was so nervous, it was like I wasn't even writing it myself," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inexplicably, he told WND, he left the words on the screen for others to see. "People who looked at it&lt;br /&gt;were stunned; they thought it was crazy," he said. But he left his co-workers wondering about where&lt;br /&gt;he stood, never having fully explained his decision to step down. Looking back on his old lifestyle,&lt;br /&gt;Glatze told WND whenever he had a sense that he was doing something wrong, "I would I just&lt;br /&gt;attribute it to, 'that's just the way life is.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If ever I were to question anything, [my colleagues] would say, 'You're such an idealist.'" Glatze said&lt;br /&gt;he thought opponents of homosexual activism were "mean and crazy, and they wanted to hurt me."&lt;br /&gt;"I thought they were out to get me," he said. "They made me really, really mad – and scared, I think.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted them to go away." Glatze said he couldn't allow himself to think they were sincere in&lt;br /&gt;their beliefs. But he now has deep respect for a Christian aunt who disapproved of his lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She "was never judgmental, but always firm," he said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-6382684948386638716?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6382684948386638716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/07/gay-rights-leader-quits-homosexuality.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6382684948386638716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6382684948386638716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/07/gay-rights-leader-quits-homosexuality.html' title='&apos;Gay&apos;-rights leader quits homosexuality'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RpeRJISzILI/AAAAAAAAAMI/dFUnnip6oxw/s72-c/timegay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-817957065540197978</id><published>2007-07-07T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T12:45:54.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Altantuya case</title><content type='html'>To find out more, read these &lt;a href="http://sloone.wordpress.com/2007/04/20/najib-in-ijok-why-cant-you-say-no/"&gt;posts&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barisan Nasional, UMNO favourite term:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you tak suka, you keluar dari malaysia!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-817957065540197978?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/817957065540197978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/07/altantuya-case.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/817957065540197978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/817957065540197978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/07/altantuya-case.html' title='Altantuya case'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-2378123728526869353</id><published>2007-07-07T11:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T12:04:50.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th July 07</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Ro8JLZMFPSI/AAAAAAAAAL4/jMmpqOD5j-Y/s1600-h/070707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Ro8JLZMFPSI/AAAAAAAAAL4/jMmpqOD5j-Y/s320/070707.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084292595669351714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A magnificient day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night, I went to GT together with Mel.&lt;br /&gt;Rev. Michael Rowan preached about holiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiness is not related to church lingo.&lt;br /&gt;It is not some bunch of rules and restrictions.&lt;br /&gt;But it is never easy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God never ask us to compare our walk with God,&lt;br /&gt;our church and our holiness with others.&lt;br /&gt;He just said "Be holy as I'm holy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we may feel intimidated when we compare our lifes with other christians.&lt;br /&gt;They looked so holy.&lt;br /&gt;They may weep and weep during worship&lt;br /&gt;and yet we're just standing there feeling nothing.&lt;br /&gt;They looked so blessed. Not us.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we will tend to think that God doesn't bless us because we are not holy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Ro8Qr5MFPTI/AAAAAAAAAMA/45Zel2C7VpY/s1600-h/%3D%28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Ro8Qr5MFPTI/AAAAAAAAAMA/45Zel2C7VpY/s320/%3D%28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084300850596494642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is holiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiness is living out the standard of God in your life in a daily base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 4:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you do not do what is right,&lt;br /&gt;sin is crouching at your door, but you must &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;master it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invite holiness = Invite happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devil will always tells us, " Do it my way, it will be more fun"&lt;br /&gt;but remember that,&lt;br /&gt;God is here to give us life and more abundantly.&lt;br /&gt;Not boreness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not perfect, just forgiven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-2378123728526869353?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2378123728526869353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/07/7th-july-07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/2378123728526869353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/2378123728526869353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/07/7th-july-07.html' title='7th July 07'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Ro8JLZMFPSI/AAAAAAAAAL4/jMmpqOD5j-Y/s72-c/070707.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-795140087541696652</id><published>2007-06-11T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T17:19:56.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rm1Q68d5i4I/AAAAAAAAALg/zq9Y6GTwlbY/s1600-h/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rm1Q68d5i4I/AAAAAAAAALg/zq9Y6GTwlbY/s320/b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074801328710585218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This much??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you willing to love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach me to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient, love is kind.&lt;br /&gt;It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.&lt;br /&gt;It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.&lt;br /&gt;It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;br /&gt;1Corinthians 14:4-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Jesus loves you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cartoon pic grabbed from &lt;a href="http://siensation.blogspot.com/"&gt;James&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-795140087541696652?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/795140087541696652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/06/will-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/795140087541696652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/795140087541696652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/06/will-you.html' title='Will you?'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rm1Q68d5i4I/AAAAAAAAALg/zq9Y6GTwlbY/s72-c/b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-6245665022484871589</id><published>2007-06-11T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T21:39:42.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crochet Snowflake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rm1OjMd5i3I/AAAAAAAAALY/oLJCsCfe-JU/s1600-h/crochetsnowflake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rm1OjMd5i3I/AAAAAAAAALY/oLJCsCfe-JU/s320/crochetsnowflake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074798721665436530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adopted from the Australian Women's Weekly.&lt;br /&gt;Great to make special cards for family and friends. Here's a &lt;a href="http://aww.ninemsn.com.au/article.aspx?id=27469"&gt;tutorial&lt;/a&gt; on how to make four different crochet snowflake.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&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/2118035726792420430-6245665022484871589?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://aww.ninemsn.com.au/article.aspx?id=27469' title='Crochet Snowflake'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6245665022484871589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/06/crochet-snowflake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6245665022484871589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6245665022484871589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/06/crochet-snowflake.html' title='Crochet Snowflake'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rm1OjMd5i3I/AAAAAAAAALY/oLJCsCfe-JU/s72-c/crochetsnowflake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-3106041448974964478</id><published>2007-06-11T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T21:13:11.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okapi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rm1BQcd5i0I/AAAAAAAAALA/Nkm8ayTz5CM/s1600-h/2087_okapi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rm1BQcd5i0I/AAAAAAAAALA/Nkm8ayTz5CM/s320/2087_okapi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074784105891728194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okapi, a relative of giraffe.&lt;br /&gt;It looks like half horse, half zebra and half giraffe.&lt;br /&gt;A mammal of the Ituri Rainforest.&lt;br /&gt;It was only known to the local people until 1901.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute? Weird? You say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been bumping into quite a number of old peers lately.&lt;br /&gt;Very out of a sudden, at unexpected places.&lt;br /&gt;Smile =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, really glad to see them again. Some I lost contact for many many years.&lt;br /&gt;Really glad to meet them again.&lt;br /&gt;One of them just a fornight.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://try.screensavers.com/landing/screensavers/screensavers_28.php?banner=3d-ss-wait-720&amp;amp;aff_id=fclick"&gt;3D SeaStorm Screensaver&lt;/a&gt;. I think that's pretty cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-3106041448974964478?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3106041448974964478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/06/okapi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3106041448974964478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3106041448974964478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/06/okapi.html' title='Okapi'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rm1BQcd5i0I/AAAAAAAAALA/Nkm8ayTz5CM/s72-c/2087_okapi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-1876072772293746235</id><published>2007-05-27T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T20:37:08.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>River to sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rll6WjpvkOI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hhCoSuIND8Y/s1600-h/sea+to+sea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rll6WjpvkOI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hhCoSuIND8Y/s320/sea+to+sea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069217383528239330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Jordan River flows into the Sea of Galilee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-1876072772293746235?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1876072772293746235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/05/river-to-sea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/1876072772293746235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/1876072772293746235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/05/river-to-sea.html' title='River to sea'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rll6WjpvkOI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hhCoSuIND8Y/s72-c/sea+to+sea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-7540426064482168648</id><published>2007-03-20T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T00:22:11.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rf64RRuFMhI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Lc1TH4AkMIw/s1600-h/funny-photo-01s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rf64RRuFMhI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Lc1TH4AkMIw/s320/funny-photo-01s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043671239655502354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rf64ExuFMgI/AAAAAAAAAKc/-hzP2Kt1E7c/s1600-h/modern-car-picture09s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rf64ExuFMgI/AAAAAAAAAKc/-hzP2Kt1E7c/s320/modern-car-picture09s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043671024907137538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rf633BuFMfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/SrzZ7JEkX9I/s1600-h/funny-animals02s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rf633BuFMfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/SrzZ7JEkX9I/s320/funny-animals02s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043670788683936242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rf63thuFMeI/AAAAAAAAAKM/SoXH_IHXbJA/s1600-h/funny-car-image04s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rf63thuFMeI/AAAAAAAAAKM/SoXH_IHXbJA/s320/funny-car-image04s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043670625475178978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-7540426064482168648?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7540426064482168648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7540426064482168648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7540426064482168648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rf64RRuFMhI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Lc1TH4AkMIw/s72-c/funny-photo-01s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-5575292956393489643</id><published>2007-03-19T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:42:14.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer gender joke</title><content type='html'>A Spanish teacher was explaining to her class that in Spanish, unlike English, nouns are designated as either masculine or feminine.&lt;br /&gt;''House'' for instance, is feminine: ''la casa.'' ''Pencil,'' however, is masculine: "el lapiz.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A student asked, ''What gender is 'computer'?'' Instead of giving the answer, the teacher split the class into two groups, male and female, and asked them to decide for themselves whether ''computer'' should be a masculine or a feminine noun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each group was asked to give four reasons for its recommendation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men's group decided that "computer" should definitely be of the feminine gender (''la computadora''), because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No one but their creator understands their internal logic;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The native language they use to communicate with other computers is incomprehensible to everyone else;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Even the smallest mistakes are stored in long term memory for possible later retrieval; and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find yourself spending half your paycheck on accessories for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The women's group, however, concluded that computers should be Masculine (''el computador''), because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In order to do anything with them, you have to turn them on;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. They have a lot of data but still can't think for themselves;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. They are supposed to help you solve problems, but half the time they ARE the problem; and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. As soon as you commit to one, you realize that if you had waited a little longer, you could have gotten a better model.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-5575292956393489643?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5575292956393489643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/computer-gender-joke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5575292956393489643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5575292956393489643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/computer-gender-joke.html' title='Computer gender joke'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-7253226713999935010</id><published>2007-03-16T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T22:35:48.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fastest furniture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rfo6XRuFMdI/AAAAAAAAAKE/CTA0doDAShA/s1600-h/fastest-sofa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rfo6XRuFMdI/AAAAAAAAAKE/CTA0doDAShA/s320/fastest-sofa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042406904362774994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled across the &lt;a href="http://www.cummfybanana.com/cars/car_casuallofa.htm"&gt;Casual Lofa&lt;/a&gt; today which happens to hold the Guinness Word Record for fastest furniture. This thing has been officially clocked at an extreme 87mph. What I find more entertaining is that these same guys have built a bed on wheels called the “&lt;a href="http://www.cummfybanana.com/cars/car_steetsleeper.htm"&gt;Street Sleeper&lt;/a&gt;” that will do 69mph. Interesting eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-7253226713999935010?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7253226713999935010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-stumbled-across-casual-lofa-today.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7253226713999935010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7253226713999935010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-stumbled-across-casual-lofa-today.html' title='Fastest furniture'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rfo6XRuFMdI/AAAAAAAAAKE/CTA0doDAShA/s72-c/fastest-sofa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-884091886587935176</id><published>2007-03-16T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T14:23:28.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet pleasure</title><content type='html'>sweet pleasure at &lt;a href="http://www.bakerzin.com/index.asp"&gt;bakerzin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RfowHRuFMYI/AAAAAAAAAJc/bXQ_VsDGA0c/s1600-h/bakerzin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RfowHRuFMYI/AAAAAAAAAJc/bXQ_VsDGA0c/s320/bakerzin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042395634368590210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rfov8RuFMXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/JNiEOpGsazA/s1600-h/sweet-pleasure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rfov8RuFMXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/JNiEOpGsazA/s320/sweet-pleasure.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042395445390029170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to Ou yesterday and bought a piece of sweet pleasure for my supper. It was fantastic. Layers of hazelnut praline dacquoise, Jivara milk chocolate ganache with fleur de sel, topped with chocolate mousse. A must try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier, I tried out the oyster mee sua and chicken floss egg crepes after watching the pursuit of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rfo2QRuFMZI/AAAAAAAAAJk/WwuyByriQ9Y/s1600-h/shihlin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rfo2QRuFMZI/AAAAAAAAAJk/WwuyByriQ9Y/s320/shihlin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042402386057179538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.shihlinsnacks.com.tw/"&gt;Shihlin Taiwan Street Snacks&lt;/a&gt; is the brainchild of two young Singaporeans who sought to re-create the snacks they found at the famous Shihlin night market in Taiwan. They paid the Taiwanese chefs a five figure sum to learn how to make the snacks for two whole months. Now it's a booming franchise with outlets all over Singapore and Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rfo2lBuFMaI/AAAAAAAAAJs/AFso5QZpgJU/s1600-h/floss_middle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Rfo2lBuFMaI/AAAAAAAAAJs/AFso5QZpgJU/s320/floss_middle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042402742539465122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this one a lot!&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, one utama is a food paradise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-884091886587935176?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/884091886587935176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/sweet-pleasure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/884091886587935176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/884091886587935176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/sweet-pleasure.html' title='Sweet pleasure'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RfowHRuFMYI/AAAAAAAAAJc/bXQ_VsDGA0c/s72-c/bakerzin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-2461412366316991433</id><published>2007-03-14T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T14:01:02.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuppacakes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RfeM59fWraI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vx7bD96YOLM/s1600-h/bemine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RfeM59fWraI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vx7bD96YOLM/s320/bemine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041653235251064226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RfeMyNfWrZI/AAAAAAAAAI0/mSnUd_T12NU/s1600-h/cuppacuppa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RfeMyNfWrZI/AAAAAAAAAI0/mSnUd_T12NU/s320/cuppacuppa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041653102107078034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slrrrp....cuppa cuppa &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;cuppacakes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great for special celebrations and casual get-togethers. You can order &lt;a href="http://www.cuppacakes.blogspot.com"&gt;cuppacakes&lt;/a&gt; through its website and collect it at Damansara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;cuppacakes show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;date: 30th march, friday&lt;br /&gt;time: 8pm till late&lt;br /&gt;venue: +wondermilk, 37 jalan ss 21/1a, damansara utama 47400 petaling jaya selangor.&lt;br /&gt;tel: 03 77258930&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RSVP: cuppacakes.wondermilk@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get a sneak peak of our exciting new designs, savour yummy samples and purchase beautiful cuppacakes! Everyone is invited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go&lt;br /&gt;Ha..free advertising..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-2461412366316991433?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2461412366316991433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/cuppacakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/2461412366316991433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/2461412366316991433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/cuppacakes.html' title='Cuppacakes!'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RfeM59fWraI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vx7bD96YOLM/s72-c/bemine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-8214105211126133143</id><published>2007-03-14T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T14:16:50.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ha</title><content type='html'>Some random pics i found from the 'net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RfeTGNfWrbI/AAAAAAAAAJE/nCtk1fGhaog/s1600-h/pig.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RfeTGNfWrbI/AAAAAAAAAJE/nCtk1fGhaog/s320/pig.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041660042774228402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RfeFodfWrWI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FeHIpXzaa_8/s1600-h/abe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RfeFodfWrWI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FeHIpXzaa_8/s320/abe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041645238021959010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-8214105211126133143?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8214105211126133143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/ha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/8214105211126133143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/8214105211126133143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/ha.html' title='ha'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RfeTGNfWrbI/AAAAAAAAAJE/nCtk1fGhaog/s72-c/pig.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-1192025434044239014</id><published>2007-03-13T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T13:03:44.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The making of pasta</title><content type='html'>Upon the request of a friend, I shall blog about pasta recipes. There you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RfbF_NfWrVI/AAAAAAAAAIU/pFAkVNN7HJg/s1600-h/p868_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RfbF_NfWrVI/AAAAAAAAAIU/pFAkVNN7HJg/s320/p868_l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041434522631449938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;sausage carbonara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serves 4&lt;br /&gt;• 4 good-quality organic Italian sausages&lt;br /&gt;• olive oil&lt;br /&gt;• 4 slices of thickly cut pancetta, chopped&lt;br /&gt;• sea salt and freshly ground black pepper&lt;br /&gt;• 500g dried linguine&lt;br /&gt;• 4 large free-range or organic egg yolks&lt;br /&gt;• 100ml double cream&lt;br /&gt;• 100g freshly grated Parmesan cheese&lt;br /&gt;• zest of 1 lemon&lt;br /&gt;• a sprig of fresh flat-leaf parsley, chopped&lt;br /&gt;• extra virgin olive oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a sharp knife, slit the sausage skins lengthways and pop all the meat out. Using wet hands, roll little balls of sausagemeat about the size of large marbles and place them to one side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat a large frying pan and add a good splash of olive oil. Gently fry the sausage meatballs until golden brown all over, then add the pancetta and continue cooking for a couple of minutes, until it’s golden. While this is cooking, bring a pan of salted water to the boil, add the linguine, and cook according to the packet instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a large bowl, whip up the egg yolks, cream, half the Parmesan, the lemon zest and parsley. When the pasta is cooked, drain it in a colander, reserving a little of the cooking water, and immediately toss it quickly with the egg mixture back in the pasta pan. Add the hot sausage meatballs and toss everything together. The egg will cook delicately from the heat of the linguine, just enough for it to thicken and not scramble. The sauce should be smooth and silky. If the pasta becomes a little claggy, add a few spoonfuls of the reserved cooking water to loosen it slightly. Sprinkle over the rest of the Parmesan, season if necessary, drizzle with extra virgin olive oil and serve. Eat immediately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out more at &lt;a href="http://www.jamieoliver.com"&gt;Jamie Oliver&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-1192025434044239014?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1192025434044239014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/upon-request-of-friend-i-shall-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/1192025434044239014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/1192025434044239014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/upon-request-of-friend-i-shall-blog.html' title='The making of pasta'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RfbF_NfWrVI/AAAAAAAAAIU/pFAkVNN7HJg/s72-c/p868_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-4074360171910074587</id><published>2007-03-13T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T13:05:00.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recharged</title><content type='html'>I'm fully recharged. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, we went to hotel istana where the conference was held. The worship was very very good, the dance team from Taiwan performed and all of us danced a long. The presence of God can be felt as everyone was so filled with joy. Next, the pastor from Taipei preached his sermon, EXCELLENT! That was one of the best sermon I've ever heard throughout 7years of christian life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall summarize what the pastor preached about. Here, it might not sound as good and as funny as what he had conveyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are the salt of the earth. But what good is salt if it has lost its flavor? Can you make it useful again? It will be thrown out and trampled underfoot as worthless. You are the light of the world-like a city on a mountain, glowing in the night for all to see. Don't hide your light under a basket! Instead, put it on a stand and let it shine for all. In the same way, let your good deeds shine out for all to see, so that everyone will praise your heavenly Father."  Matthew 5:13-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every nations have their own laws. In Singapore, you can't eat chewing gum. So, you might try to eat as many as possible in Malaysia before arriving at Singapore. In Muslim countries, the Muslims are allowed to marry 4 wifes. But if you ever break a law, you will get punished. Every law on earth that is broken has its own penalty. However, Jesus tells us that if we follow the law of the bible, we shall receive its blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are salt of the earth. The bible didnt tell us to become the salt but we &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; the salt. This is through the new life Jesus had given to us. Think about it, which parents on earth is willing to sacrifice their own child for something else? God, because of great His love of us, had given us His only Son to save us, can u sense how great is His love for us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Christian, we know that the Lord's coming is near. Are we supposed to keep on thinking about the judgement day and worry about it? The bible tells us that we should live today to the fullest. It's about today, not tomorrow. As we live everyday of our lives as salt and light, we will not not tremble when we are judged by the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does the bible mean when it says we are salt? If you are a cook, you know how important salt is in cooking. Without salt, the dish will not taste good no matter how much expensive and tongue-licking ingredients you add. Salt is the primary source to cook tasty dishes. It can change a tasteless soup into one yummy soup with just a few drops. That's the great wonder of salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Christians, do we change the world or let the world change us? Do we affect the people around us or we let them affect us? We should be the salt no matter where we are, what professions we are doing, we should let the others taste the difference with Christians around them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-4074360171910074587?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4074360171910074587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-fully-recharged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/4074360171910074587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/4074360171910074587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-fully-recharged.html' title='Recharged'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-8467188832282789369</id><published>2007-03-07T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T00:18:07.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butt breathing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Re7lsxK2beI/AAAAAAAAAIM/awTsSb6hPZU/s1600-h/turtle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Re7lsxK2beI/AAAAAAAAAIM/awTsSb6hPZU/s320/turtle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039217590350015970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turtles can breathe through their butts.They can suck water into their cloaca, the single hole through which they pass feces, urine and sexual fluids, and into two pockets that come off the chamber. These pockets are lined with veins, and the turtles can absorb oxygen from the water into their blood. The Fitzroy River turtle from Australia seems to be the champion of butt breathing. It can pump water in and out of its butt up to 60 times a minute, and gets almost 70 per cent of its oxygen in this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is stranger than fiction eh? Hmm, what about tortoise?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-8467188832282789369?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8467188832282789369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/butt-breathing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/8467188832282789369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/8467188832282789369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/butt-breathing.html' title='Butt breathing'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Re7lsxK2beI/AAAAAAAAAIM/awTsSb6hPZU/s72-c/turtle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-4425479776980216195</id><published>2007-03-07T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T13:11:39.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>Again, she forgot to bring her calculator for her math paper today. But this time favour was upon her. One of her classmate brought two calculators and lend her one of his. She's here to say thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-4425479776980216195?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4425479776980216195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/again-she-forgot-to-bring-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/4425479776980216195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/4425479776980216195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/again-she-forgot-to-bring-her.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-1851283730148634490</id><published>2007-03-07T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T00:26:50.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting shopper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Re2UPxK2bdI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rT1MKcEBGao/s1600-h/interesting+shopper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Re2UPxK2bdI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rT1MKcEBGao/s320/interesting+shopper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038846556715249106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An interesting way to make full use of kangaroo =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Quite pity it though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-1851283730148634490?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1851283730148634490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/interesting-shopper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/1851283730148634490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/1851283730148634490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/interesting-shopper.html' title='Interesting shopper'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Re2UPxK2bdI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rT1MKcEBGao/s72-c/interesting+shopper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-3395988491019718196</id><published>2007-03-06T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T00:17:34.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Difference Between Dogs and Cats</title><content type='html'>A dog thinks: Hey, these people I live with feed me, love me, provide me with a nice warm, dry house, pet me, and take good care of me ... They must be gods!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cat thinks: Hey, these people I live with feed me, love me, provide me with a nice warm, dry house, pet me, and take good care of me ... I must be a god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: what do you call the leader of a biology gang?&lt;br /&gt;A: The nucleus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mushrooms always grow in damp places and so they look like umbrellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you breathe, you inspire. When you do not breathe, you expire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Re2TGxK2bcI/AAAAAAAAAH8/msp4I_spILI/s1600-h/resources.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Re2TGxK2bcI/AAAAAAAAAH8/msp4I_spILI/s320/resources.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038845302584798658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I have been reading biology text lately for tomorrow's paper. Tired. Now I really need a break. lalalalalalalalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two biologists are in the field following the tracks of a radio-collared grizzly bear. All of a sudden, the bear crashes out of the brush and heads right for them. They scramble up the nearest tree, but the bear starts climbing up the tree after them. The first biologist starts taking off his heavy leather hiking boots and pulls a pair of sleek running shoes from his back-pack. The second biologist gives him a puzzled look and says, "What in the world are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He replies, "I figure when the bear gets close to us, we'll jump down and make a run for it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second guy says, "Are you crazy? We both know you can't outrun a full-grown grizzly bear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first guy says, "I don't have to outrun the bear, I only have to outrun you!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-3395988491019718196?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3395988491019718196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/difference-between-dogs-and-cats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3395988491019718196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3395988491019718196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/difference-between-dogs-and-cats.html' title='The Difference Between Dogs and Cats'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Re2TGxK2bcI/AAAAAAAAAH8/msp4I_spILI/s72-c/resources.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-6463611067295924717</id><published>2007-03-06T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T13:11:12.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>She forgot to bring along her scientific calculator with her today. So she had to sit for her add.mathematic paper with fingers counting. How do u count equations with fingers? lol..in other words, she almost handed it blank.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-6463611067295924717?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6463611067295924717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/she-forgot-to-bring-along-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6463611067295924717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6463611067295924717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/she-forgot-to-bring-along-her.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-2443015723260912039</id><published>2007-03-05T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T13:10:39.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I'm having add. mathematics exam tomorrow. Let's have some jokes for relaxation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boy is about to go on his first date, and is nervous about what to talk about. He asks his father for advice. The father replies: "My son, there are three subjects that always work. These are food, family, and philosophy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy picks up his date and they go to a soda fountain. Ice cream sodas in front of them, they stare at each other for a long time, as the boy's nervousness builds. He remembers his father's advice, and chooses the first topic. He asks the girl: "Do you like potato pancakes?" She says "No," and the silence returns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few more uncomfortable minutes, the boy thinks of his father's suggestion and turns to the second item on the list. He asks, "Do you have a brother?" Again, the girl says "No" and there is silence once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy then plays his last card. He thinks of his father's advice and asks the girl the following question: "If you had a brother, would he like potato pancakes?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-2443015723260912039?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2443015723260912039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-having-add.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/2443015723260912039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/2443015723260912039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-having-add.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-6329263477516813817</id><published>2007-03-05T14:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T02:31:40.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet bye and bye</title><content type='html'>I fall in love with 'Sweet bye and bye variations' by Walter C. Stier. It's such a beautiful love song. Got it from a friend's sister last friday while waiting for transport at their house with another friend. Now's the time to brush up my fingers for performance ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you want the piano sheet, feel free to email me for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-6329263477516813817?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6329263477516813817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/sweet-bye-and-bye.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6329263477516813817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6329263477516813817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/sweet-bye-and-bye.html' title='Sweet bye and bye'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-2719285300974711966</id><published>2007-03-04T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T00:36:17.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacuum hover shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Remj1utVMHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0l029CepgpQ/s1600-h/vacuum-shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Remj1utVMHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0l029CepgpQ/s320/vacuum-shoes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037737801657167986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I love this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are vacuuming shoes that allow you to shuffle around the house and clean your floor at the same time.They’re still at the concept stage, but if the company’s executives have any sense at all they’ll push them into production faster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-2719285300974711966?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2719285300974711966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/vacuum-hover-shoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/2719285300974711966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/2719285300974711966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/vacuum-hover-shoes.html' title='Vacuum hover shoes'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Remj1utVMHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0l029CepgpQ/s72-c/vacuum-shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-7447605879373426552</id><published>2007-03-04T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T00:34:18.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing skill of holding eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Remi8utVMGI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lNgFvxo2-40/s1600-h/amazing-hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Remi8utVMGI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lNgFvxo2-40/s320/amazing-hands.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037736822404624482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I salute him..ha. I shall head to the kitchen and grab some eggs to give that a try..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-7447605879373426552?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7447605879373426552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/amazing-skill-of-holding-eggs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7447605879373426552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7447605879373426552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/amazing-skill-of-holding-eggs.html' title='Amazing skill of holding eggs'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/Remi8utVMGI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lNgFvxo2-40/s72-c/amazing-hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-3702126846036216107</id><published>2007-03-02T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T19:59:53.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Engineering vs Math Majors</title><content type='html'>A math and engineering convention was being held. On the train to the convention, there were both math majors and engineering majors. Each of the math majors had his/her own train ticket. But the Engineers had only ONE ticket for all of them. The math majors started laughing and snickering. The engineers ignored the laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, one of the engineers said, "Here comes the conductor". All of the engineers piled into the bathroom. The math majors were puzzled. The conductor came aboard and collected tickets from all the math majors. He went to the bathroom, knocked on the door, and said, "Tickets Please". An engineer stuck their only ticket under the door. The conductor took the ticket and left. A few minutes later, the engineers emerged from the bathroom. The math majors felt really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back from the convention, the group of math majors had ONE ticket for their group. They started snickering at the engineers, who had NO tickets amongst them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the engineer lookout shouted, "Conductor coming!", all the engineers again piled into a bathroom. All of the math majors went into another bathroom. Then, before the conductor came on board, one of the engineers left the bathroom, knocked on the other bathroom, and said, "Ticket please."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-3702126846036216107?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3702126846036216107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/engineering-vs-math-majors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3702126846036216107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3702126846036216107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/engineering-vs-math-majors.html' title='Engineering vs Math Majors'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-6193650495533222783</id><published>2007-03-01T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T19:52:04.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Firefox</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RegP1OtVMFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/qmvXVmmgOPw/s1600-h/real-firefox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RegP1OtVMFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/qmvXVmmgOPw/s320/real-firefox.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037293590369611858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so adorable, dont u agree..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-6193650495533222783?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6193650495533222783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/real-firefox.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6193650495533222783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6193650495533222783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/03/real-firefox.html' title='The Real Firefox'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RegP1OtVMFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/qmvXVmmgOPw/s72-c/real-firefox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-6619750503259316253</id><published>2007-02-28T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T00:04:22.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Pavement Chalk Drawings</title><content type='html'>This is really awesome and its done using chalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/ReWnaelwiuI/AAAAAAAAAGI/yClUZrRoOSE/s1600-h/batman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/ReWnaelwiuI/AAAAAAAAAGI/yClUZrRoOSE/s320/batman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036615831613639394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/ReWnOOlwitI/AAAAAAAAAGA/2xafJXHNfr4/s1600-h/spidy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/ReWnOOlwitI/AAAAAAAAAGA/2xafJXHNfr4/s320/spidy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036615621160241874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done by Julian Beever, an English artist who's famous for his art on the pavement of England, France, Germany, USA, Australia and Belgium . Beever gives to his drawings an amazing 3D illusion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-6619750503259316253?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6619750503259316253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/beautiful-pavement-chalk-drawings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6619750503259316253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6619750503259316253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/beautiful-pavement-chalk-drawings.html' title='Beautiful Pavement Chalk Drawings'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/ReWnaelwiuI/AAAAAAAAAGI/yClUZrRoOSE/s72-c/batman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-7288777901323810711</id><published>2007-02-28T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T00:24:15.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative ways to overcome traffic jam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/ReWlV-lwisI/AAAAAAAAAFs/MQ7EpLC08qE/s1600-h/india.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/ReWlV-lwisI/AAAAAAAAAFs/MQ7EpLC08qE/s320/india.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036613555280972482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/ReWk_-lwirI/AAAAAAAAAFk/vWY9wNy7r1A/s1600-h/212895749.img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/ReWk_-lwirI/AAAAAAAAAFk/vWY9wNy7r1A/s320/212895749.img.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036613177323850418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/ReWka-lwiqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uW5fEdmAwPs/s1600-h/pakistan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/ReWka-lwiqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uW5fEdmAwPs/s320/pakistan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036612541668690594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-7288777901323810711?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7288777901323810711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/creative-ways-to-overcome-traffic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7288777901323810711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7288777901323810711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/creative-ways-to-overcome-traffic.html' title='Creative ways to overcome traffic jam'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/ReWlV-lwisI/AAAAAAAAAFs/MQ7EpLC08qE/s72-c/india.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-8359131083546793642</id><published>2007-02-25T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T21:30:32.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gilbert--My prince charming</title><content type='html'>Well. I came across Anne of Green Gables which has been sitting on my shelf for years. All dusty and old. As I flicked through the pages which the innocent-little-darling once read, the character Gilbert just grabbed hold of me. Again. Aww I want someone like him. Not the immature Gilbert but the grown up young man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-8359131083546793642?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8359131083546793642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/gilbert-my-prince-charming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/8359131083546793642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/8359131083546793642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/gilbert-my-prince-charming.html' title='Gilbert--My prince charming'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-7220628712278296264</id><published>2007-02-25T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T21:19:40.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bus conductor robbed by passenger</title><content type='html'>On my way back from midvalley, there was this man(&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;an illegal imigrant i guess&lt;/span&gt;) who was talking(&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;acting&lt;/span&gt;) to the bus conductor which was sitting right beside the driver seat. I was catching my nap that time. Out of a sudden, I saw the passenger pushed his palm on the conductor's face and hopped out of the bus. Quickly, the conductor and the driver jumped off and chased after him.&lt;br /&gt;Ha..it was like a drama movie. Eventually, they stopped chasing him &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(I was disappointed)&lt;/span&gt; after some distance and he turned his head and looked at them, then only he walked off. Later on only i knew that the thief robbed all the paper notes held in the bus conductor hand.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(kesian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..my sleep was kinda robbed off.. I was all hyped up after that scene =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im glad it didnt happen to me after all. Just here to thank God for his protection over my friends and I hehe.. May everyone be blessed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-7220628712278296264?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7220628712278296264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/bus-conductor-robbed-by-passenger.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7220628712278296264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/7220628712278296264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/bus-conductor-robbed-by-passenger.html' title='Bus conductor robbed by passenger'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-1499817851298305782</id><published>2007-02-18T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T09:08:39.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year 07</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RdemipFFc3I/AAAAAAAAAFM/52efa_RPuZk/s1600-h/spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RdemipFFc3I/AAAAAAAAAFM/52efa_RPuZk/s320/spring.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032674222682764146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;Wish you a blessed and fruitful year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;And for the ones who arent married, the ang pau race has begun.&lt;br /&gt;It's time to hunt for them. GO go go! All the best =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RdelnJFFc2I/AAAAAAAAAFE/N--_C7v75sg/s1600-h/CNY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RdelnJFFc2I/AAAAAAAAAFE/N--_C7v75sg/s320/CNY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032673200480547682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-1499817851298305782?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1499817851298305782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/chinese-new-year-07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/1499817851298305782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/1499817851298305782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/chinese-new-year-07.html' title='Chinese New Year 07'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RdemipFFc3I/AAAAAAAAAFM/52efa_RPuZk/s72-c/spring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-3730925927843152352</id><published>2007-02-16T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T20:49:39.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird sea creatures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RdWoUOjPTmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ut6zvfpg5gw/s1600-h/shrimp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RdWoUOjPTmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ut6zvfpg5gw/s320/shrimp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032113224113147490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RdWnZujPTlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/jBGxbJNe1Yo/s1600-h/weird+creature.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RdWnZujPTlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/jBGxbJNe1Yo/s320/weird+creature.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032112219090800210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Researchers have been searching the deep sea northwest of New Zealand for new species.&lt;br /&gt;The creatures are unusual because they adapt to being very deep down where the pressure's really great and it's totally dark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-3730925927843152352?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3730925927843152352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/weird-sea-creatures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3730925927843152352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3730925927843152352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/weird-sea-creatures.html' title='Weird sea creatures'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RdWoUOjPTmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ut6zvfpg5gw/s72-c/shrimp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-4040136276385480061</id><published>2007-02-16T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T20:37:47.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man Attacks Shark?!</title><content type='html'>Guess what? &lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au/news/newsitems/200702/s1849109.htm"&gt;Phillip Kerkhof&lt;/a&gt; from Louth Bay thought it's amazing what vodka does when the shark turned around and try to bite him. This bravo actually snucked behind it and went for the big grab. And, he got it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-4040136276385480061?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4040136276385480061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/man-attacks-shark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/4040136276385480061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/4040136276385480061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/man-attacks-shark.html' title='Man Attacks Shark?!'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-319119074993609528</id><published>2007-02-16T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T20:29:19.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AFS(American Field Service)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.afs.org"&gt;New application form&lt;/a&gt; is available now..&lt;br /&gt;The year program is the ultimate choice if you really want to throw yourself into the experience. Go to a local school and make new friends!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..switzerland, sweden, japan or usa? I'm torn between the choices.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, let me know if ur gonna apply for it. See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-319119074993609528?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/319119074993609528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/afsamerican-field-service.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/319119074993609528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/319119074993609528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/afsamerican-field-service.html' title='AFS(American Field Service)'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-5161205216605194810</id><published>2007-02-14T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T22:28:10.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Immature? -No.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Somewhat Mature&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouimmaturequiz/mature-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely act like an adult sometimes, but a big part of you is still a kid at heart.&lt;br /&gt;While your immature side is definitely fun, you're going to have to grow up sooner or later.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouimmaturequiz/"&gt;Are You Immature?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-5161205216605194810?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5161205216605194810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/immature-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5161205216605194810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5161205216605194810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/immature-no.html' title='Immature? -No.'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-5317287646580836280</id><published>2007-02-14T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T22:06:35.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RdMBe-jPTkI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6I9XRAZwEQE/s1600-h/valentine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RdMBe-jPTkI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6I9XRAZwEQE/s320/valentine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031366840401481282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day to all the couples out there =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my friends and I were lounging at Xr's house right after school. We had fun there messing around her house, well we actually planned to go downtown but it rained. So McD delivery came in handy and we had our burgers. xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 5.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RdMBQujPTjI/AAAAAAAAAEU/pn2-w95aaS0/s1600-h/big+mac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RdMBQujPTjI/AAAAAAAAAEU/pn2-w95aaS0/s320/big+mac.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031366595588345394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what i ate...Big Mac..slrrp..&lt;br /&gt;Free advertising ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RdMBHujPTiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/3gDHS-cGSY4/s1600-h/wenselas+mcd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RdMBHujPTiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/3gDHS-cGSY4/s320/wenselas+mcd.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031366440969522722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RdL7IujPThI/AAAAAAAAAD8/hTa2YhfC0zE/s1600-h/prisca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RdL7IujPThI/AAAAAAAAAD8/hTa2YhfC0zE/s320/prisca.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031359861079625234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose you may want to find out the history of valentine's day. So here is the link: http://www.morristown.com/ValentinesDay/ValentinesDay.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-5317287646580836280?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5317287646580836280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5317287646580836280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5317287646580836280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RdMBe-jPTkI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6I9XRAZwEQE/s72-c/valentine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-5014495573214308625</id><published>2007-02-03T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:25:40.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phallacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RcQqSm_9iuI/AAAAAAAAADw/EZGly2TXUa0/s1600-h/poo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RcQqSm_9iuI/AAAAAAAAADw/EZGly2TXUa0/s320/poo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027189583247149794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google Maps and Virtual Earth have spotted a six metre-long phallus in the grass near Southampton created by Bellemoor School students, using weed killer. In December, a giant phallus appeared on the roof of Yarm School in Stockton-on-Tees. In 20 metre-high letters in a field just north of Edinburgh is the word POO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-5014495573214308625?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5014495573214308625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/phallacy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5014495573214308625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/5014495573214308625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/phallacy.html' title='phallacy'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7iKgesCHJE/RcQqSm_9iuI/AAAAAAAAADw/EZGly2TXUa0/s72-c/poo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-3470200880650641625</id><published>2007-02-03T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T13:55:55.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted to the internet? No.</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE BORDER="0" WIDTH="300" ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial,helvetica" SIZE="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE BORDER="0" BGCOLOR="#666666" CELLPADDING="1" CELLSPACING="0"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD VALIGN="CENTER" ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;TABLE CELLPADDING="0" CELLSPACING="0" BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" WIDTH="300" HEIGHT="15"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD WIDTH="123" BGCOLOR="#5fad23" VALIGN="MIDDLE" ALIGN="RIGHT"&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial,helvetica" SIZE="1" COLOR="#000000"&gt;&lt;B&gt;41%&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD WIDTH="177" BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P ALIGN="JUSTIFY"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Average@Internet-User.com&lt;/B&gt; &lt;FONT COLOR="#0d6c3c" SIZE="2"&gt;(41% - 60%)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You seem to have a healthy balance in your life when it comes to the internet and life away from the computer. You know enough to do what you want online without looking like an idiot (most of the time). You even have your own Yahoo club or online journal! But you enjoy seeing your friends and going out to enjoy life away from your computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.quizmeme.com/internetaddict/" target="_blank"&gt;The  Quiz at Quiz Meme!&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-3470200880650641625?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3470200880650641625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/addicted-to-internet-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3470200880650641625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/3470200880650641625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/addicted-to-internet-no.html' title='Addicted to the internet? No.'/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2118035726792420430.post-6388891065860986542</id><published>2007-02-01T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T13:41:35.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;People Envy Your Ingenuity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/ingenuity.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a person with unique ideas, big plans, and a zany outlook on life. Many people look to you for inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;People envy your creativity and "who cares?" attitude. They feel very ordinary next to you - and they usually are!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Do People Envy About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner European is French!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whosyourinnereuropeanquiz/french.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart and sophisticated.&lt;br /&gt;You have the best of everything - at least, *you* think so.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosyourinnereuropeanquiz/"&gt;Who's Your Inner European?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B9D3EE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C6E2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/volcano.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the natural talent of rocking the boat, thwarting the system.&lt;br /&gt;And while this may not seem big, it can be.&lt;br /&gt;It's people like you who serve as the catalysts to major cultural changes.&lt;br /&gt;You're just a bit behind the scenes, so no one really notices.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Belong in the UK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatenglishspeakingcountryareyouquiz/uk.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blimey!&lt;br /&gt;A little proper, a little saucy.&lt;br /&gt;You're so witty and charming...&lt;br /&gt;No one notices your curry breath&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatenglishspeakingcountryareyouquiz/"&gt;What English Speaking Country Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F0FFF0" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 18 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F8FFF8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/cake.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is pretty close =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Pride Quotient: 67%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmuchpridedoyouhavequiz/pride-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're beyond proud - you think you're honorary royalty.&lt;br /&gt;And while you may be nice on occasion, it's usually just to get what you want.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmuchpridedoyouhavequiz/"&gt;How Much Pride Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh OH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slacker Kid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/slacker.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school was a place you showed up occasionally, but you didn't really leave a mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hated rules, authority, and structure. In fact, you still do.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/"&gt;Who Were You In High School?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 54% Selfish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howselfishareyouquiz/selfish-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are quite balanced. You are able to compromise when it's in the best interests of those involved.&lt;br /&gt;But you're no pushover. If something is important to you, you'll get it!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howselfishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Selfish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Visionary Soul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/visionary-soul.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a curious person, always in a state of awareness.&lt;br /&gt;Connected to all things spiritual, you are very connected to your soul.&lt;br /&gt;You are wise and bright: able to reason and be reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, you get quite depressed and have dark feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have great vision and can be very insightful.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you are often profound in a way that surprises yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Visionary souls like you can be the best type of friend.&lt;br /&gt;You are intuitive, understanding, sympathetic, and a good healer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souls you are most compatible with: Old Soul and Peacemaker Soul&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Soul Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something that will confine you. You are afraid of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2118035726792420430-6388891065860986542?l=okshoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6388891065860986542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/people-envy-your-ingenuity-youre-person.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6388891065860986542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2118035726792420430/posts/default/6388891065860986542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://okshoot.blogspot.com/2007/02/people-envy-your-ingenuity-youre-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Pukka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436651639169346269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
