<?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-15367741</id><updated>2012-01-31T11:15:20.331-08:00</updated><category term='cat'/><category term='chinese new year'/><title type='text'>The JorT's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Bored people do write bored blog.  Read it or leave it.....hohoho</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-8538133446826404913</id><published>2010-06-30T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T04:58:49.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25th June 2010, Taipei - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCsw0tUMqvI/AAAAAAAAAG0/snqcbvJbgXo/s1600/IMG_4032%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488534252956723954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCsw0tUMqvI/AAAAAAAAAG0/snqcbvJbgXo/s320/IMG_4032%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCsw0P2TAYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/93xdsjLzXmM/s1600/IMG_4040%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488534245046681986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCsw0P2TAYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/93xdsjLzXmM/s320/IMG_4040%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCswzihEXNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/oW-i3Y9po2s/s1600/IMG_4028%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488534232878046418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCswzihEXNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/oW-i3Y9po2s/s320/IMG_4028%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCswzO9mnmI/AAAAAAAAAGc/c2gTRtasP1k/s1600/IMG_4021%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488534227629022818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCswzO9mnmI/AAAAAAAAAGc/c2gTRtasP1k/s320/IMG_4021%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCswy7kcgnI/AAAAAAAAAGU/p5X5OyxcDc4/s1600/IMG_4020%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488534222423229042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCswy7kcgnI/AAAAAAAAAGU/p5X5OyxcDc4/s320/IMG_4020%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is adventure trip. I went to Yan Ming Shan, which i didn't get to go last trip. It's windy up there and the air is nice. Too bad the time is short because i woke up late. Only manage to visit two view point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-8538133446826404913?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8538133446826404913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=8538133446826404913' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8538133446826404913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8538133446826404913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2010/06/25th-june-2010-taipei.html' title='25th June 2010, Taipei - Part 1'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCsw0tUMqvI/AAAAAAAAAG0/snqcbvJbgXo/s72-c/IMG_4032%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-8258779419292573860</id><published>2010-06-30T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T04:53:56.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24th June 2010, Taipei</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488529285286860962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCssTjTaGKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/s9S5KvqpqjU/s320/IMG_3978%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488529187431946226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCssN2w-l_I/AAAAAAAAAE8/ib2q0kP-VBM/s320/IMG_3983%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCsvwkMeDLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/VZMG0ZlNnLo/s1600/IMG_3985%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488533082277285042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCsvwkMeDLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/VZMG0ZlNnLo/s320/IMG_3985%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488528595852304066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCsrra9ZnsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/71yS_BcyD2Y/s320/IMG_3976%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCsvwclbPaI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rg5AgNUP_pQ/s1600/IMG_3984%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488533080234474914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCsvwclbPaI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rg5AgNUP_pQ/s320/IMG_3984%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today i woke up early. Took breakfast and head to Tsun Yat Sin Memorial Hall. It's a nice place to look around. They even have a shift change marching every hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488530197651446114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCstIqIE2WI/AAAAAAAAAFU/_veF63H5Gso/s320/IMG_3988%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488530206563546434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCstJLU4tUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SGzYwIEMtpI/s320/IMG_4015%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCstIxT_tYI/AAAAAAAAAFc/hfCSnX-Q3Bg/s1600/IMG_4014%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488530199580489090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCstIxT_tYI/AAAAAAAAAFc/hfCSnX-Q3Bg/s320/IMG_4014%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488530208165486322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCstJRS0XvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8AKP_Vd_9nk/s320/IMG_4017%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488530186874963746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCstIB-wxyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/JAkqvIcNhJY/s320/IMG_4012%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Taipei 101 later, which is near by, not a place for me to shop. Decided to go to the night market and come back to Taipei 101 again for the night view. Fortunately, the weather is good. Unfortunately, can't take a nice view with the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-8258779419292573860?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8258779419292573860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=8258779419292573860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8258779419292573860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8258779419292573860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2010/06/24th-june-2010-taipei.html' title='24th June 2010, Taipei'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCssTjTaGKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/s9S5KvqpqjU/s72-c/IMG_3978%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-8458619941079164422</id><published>2010-06-30T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T22:24:34.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>23rd June 2010, Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep myself awake till 6 in the morning as i do not want to miss any flight which i did once previously. Watched some movies to keep myself awake till the time to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave my place, took a cab to the train station, from the train station to the bus station, then from the bus station to the airport, check in. I'm saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have some breakfast, need to keep myself awake before aboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally in the departing hall. Just few more minutes and i'm on board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some meal before i recharge. The plane was not fully pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch down, wait for lagguage. I hate it when i am the first one to check in, it made my lagguage came out almost the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a phone card before i leave airport so that i can make some calls. Took a bus called 'Flying Dog' to the hotel. It's a Dolmation, how cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call everyone to report in. My friend told me the place i stay is a no no, oh gosh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488519477746196322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCsjYrXf32I/AAAAAAAAAD0/XD85W7e5J2k/s320/IMG_3954%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488524293817846578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCsnxAodSzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/uerbWg2NNG0/s320/IMG_3958%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488519617572101330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCsjg0Ql3NI/AAAAAAAAAD8/A62cfgr5-Rw/s320/IMG_3955%5B1%5D" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488524851532322530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCsoReR81uI/AAAAAAAAAEM/L_HzHBTJKI4/s320/IMG_3961%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reach XiMenDing, checked in, went out to haunt for food and walk around. Ate some famous Taiwan food like Ah Zhong Mian Xian (the tele shop beside it was no longer there, how sad), ice-cream, smelly tofu before meet up with hemi's mom for dinner. I make sure my tummy still has space for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488525527002162802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCso4ymgpnI/AAAAAAAAAEU/bGA2eV2ooP4/s320/IMG_3965%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Went late dinner with hemi's mom, we ate Ma La Steamboat. I tried this before. Seems like they are dominating Taiwan's food industry. They are everywhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner, we walked different path and say goodbye. I went back hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-8458619941079164422?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8458619941079164422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=8458619941079164422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8458619941079164422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8458619941079164422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2010/06/23rd-june-2010-day-1.html' title='23rd June 2010, Day 1'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCsjYrXf32I/AAAAAAAAAD0/XD85W7e5J2k/s72-c/IMG_3954%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-6395094915303759867</id><published>2010-06-30T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T03:36:48.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>22 June 2010 day before Taiwan</title><content type='html'>Did some final shopping, pack up stuff, solve some thing before i leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-6395094915303759867?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/6395094915303759867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=6395094915303759867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/6395094915303759867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/6395094915303759867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-before.html' title='22 June 2010 day before Taiwan'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-8903461747285456575</id><published>2010-06-30T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T03:33:57.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenge</title><content type='html'>Kobe's mom gave me a shopping list of what she need.  I have no problem with most of it except the shoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember when is the last shopping but i think it would be ages ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made serveral phone calls during the shopping day, to ensure i get the right thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I never choose so many female shoes ever in my life...that's tiring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-8903461747285456575?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8903461747285456575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=8903461747285456575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8903461747285456575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8903461747285456575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2010/06/challenge.html' title='Challenge'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-8521222663553769126</id><published>2010-06-30T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T03:28:48.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Retirement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCscUaavbPI/AAAAAAAAADs/T_bffSzXAp0/s1600/IMG_4103%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488511707895524594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCscUaavbPI/AAAAAAAAADs/T_bffSzXAp0/s320/IMG_4103%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for serving for 2 years since i bought you from Taiwan. You deserve a glory retirement and i deserve a trip to Taiwan to get a replacement....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-8521222663553769126?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8521222663553769126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=8521222663553769126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8521222663553769126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8521222663553769126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2010/06/retirement.html' title='Retirement'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/TCscUaavbPI/AAAAAAAAADs/T_bffSzXAp0/s72-c/IMG_4103%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-421293788345016123</id><published>2010-06-30T03:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T03:21:44.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>knock knock!!</title><content type='html'>Time to continue blogging...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-421293788345016123?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/421293788345016123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=421293788345016123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/421293788345016123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/421293788345016123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2010/06/knock-knock.html' title='knock knock!!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-1500120737713598432</id><published>2008-07-16T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T08:18:28.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I also need.....</title><content type='html'>a big lagguage bag, not a new computer to play WC or Diablo because stinky asked me to packed all her cousins to Taiwan.....oh my.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-1500120737713598432?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/1500120737713598432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=1500120737713598432' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/1500120737713598432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/1500120737713598432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-also-need.html' title='I also need.....'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-6413177540949717680</id><published>2008-05-29T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:14:35.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My year 2008 resolution</title><content type='html'>Well, it's a bit late but i'm so tempted to do it suddenly.  I hope i can meet up most of the cousins around the world especially those i haven't see them for longggggggggggggggggggggggggggg time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smells this year is the moment..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-6413177540949717680?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/6413177540949717680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=6413177540949717680' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/6413177540949717680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/6413177540949717680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-year-2008-resolution.html' title='My year 2008 resolution'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-8764485023743767235</id><published>2008-05-15T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T18:50:31.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bryan got ill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/SCwTafTWJ6I/AAAAAAAAACY/qffRV5wGkmA/s1600-h/14052008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200553015506249634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/SCwTafTWJ6I/AAAAAAAAACY/qffRV5wGkmA/s320/14052008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan was admitted to the hospital previous Monday due to high fever and some sickness which i not sure what is that. Anyhow he already discharged but need to take good rest. The doctor wrapped up his right hand. As I know, that is to avoid Bryan took out the things, which I am not sure what is that as well, on his little right hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the picture that my sister took with Bryan somewhere. Hope Bryan get well soon and grow up healthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-8764485023743767235?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8764485023743767235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=8764485023743767235' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8764485023743767235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8764485023743767235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2008/05/bryan-got-ill.html' title='Bryan got ill'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/SCwTafTWJ6I/AAAAAAAAACY/qffRV5wGkmA/s72-c/14052008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-1806514857078600501</id><published>2008-03-28T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T04:15:30.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, i'm a Muay Thai boxer on youtube....wots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GUsl0u8xmS0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GUsl0u8xmS0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-1806514857078600501?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/1806514857078600501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=1806514857078600501' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/1806514857078600501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/1806514857078600501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-im-muay-thai-boxer-on-youtube.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-8301886846507704233</id><published>2008-03-16T11:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T12:57:10.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr nail bump into my car wheel.</title><content type='html'>It's a fine sunny saturday afternoon but for me it's not fine. Someone told me that my car wheel goes flat. What? In such a rushing moment? No choice, gotto change it fast. If i'm not mistaken, i have change car wheels not more than five times since i got my driving licence. (Many times i wasn't alone) Not too bad, the spare one was still in good condition, only need to pump in some air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After changed it, i found out there's unexpcted guest bump into my wheel and caused it flat. I guess it's been there quite long time, just that i didn't realise. Few days ago there's some sound came from somewhere around the car which now i realise it's the leaking air wheel caused the friction between the wheel and the ream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, what will happen if i drive very fast in past few days......hmm......i can't imagine that. But at least now i know it's time to change some of wheels into new one as 2 of them are almost flat......lucky? Or unlucky?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-8301886846507704233?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8301886846507704233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=8301886846507704233' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8301886846507704233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8301886846507704233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2008/03/mr-nail-bump-into-my-car-wheel.html' title='Mr nail bump into my car wheel.'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-3702531223820792288</id><published>2008-02-10T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T07:57:56.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year Special: Chinese New Year Eve</title><content type='html'>I have to work on Chinese New Year eve, even for half day.  I'm afraid that i might late for the reunion dinner as previously i will be at home 1 or 2 days earlier.  The traffic jam on the way back, especially during special festive season, was really the pain in the arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end, i'm still late for dinner, not because of the traffic jam.  It was all the way clear till home.  It just because someone has not do his shopping earlier.  First time of my life, i'm late for the dinner, thanks to that someone.  Sigh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-3702531223820792288?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/3702531223820792288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=3702531223820792288' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/3702531223820792288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/3702531223820792288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinese-new-year-special-chinese-new.html' title='Chinese New Year Special: Chinese New Year Eve'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-6688795982733008505</id><published>2008-02-04T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T00:58:44.054-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese new year'/><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/R6bQw7UzjKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eX8bFQcfPk0/s1600-h/happy+chinese+new+year.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163043561804106914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/R6bQw7UzjKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eX8bFQcfPk0/s320/happy+chinese+new+year.jpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this picture was from mia's friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know It's a little bit girlish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but she told me I can lure more cute &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;girls to come closer to me by this photo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ha! how silly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I just wanna say Happy Chinese New Year to ya'll lah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-6688795982733008505?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/6688795982733008505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=6688795982733008505' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/6688795982733008505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/6688795982733008505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/R6bQw7UzjKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eX8bFQcfPk0/s72-c/happy+chinese+new+year.jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-4307126714094124319</id><published>2008-01-31T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T01:19:08.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not available at the moment</title><content type='html'>sorry~ everyone&lt;br /&gt;I have no time to update my blog&lt;br /&gt;please be patient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy chinese new year~ you all~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-4307126714094124319?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/4307126714094124319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=4307126714094124319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/4307126714094124319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/4307126714094124319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-not-available.html' title='I am not available at the moment'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-7268162250844746414</id><published>2008-01-18T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T18:05:20.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delay to go in Singapore</title><content type='html'>I planned to go in Singapore on Thursday but there's something happened on my job that i have to stay back to solve it.  I delayed a day and i hope i won't miss the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working with my job earlier so i decided no matter how i will take a night bus so i can reach there early in the morning.  I already wasted Thursday, and now Friday too.  Hope will reach there on schedule.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-7268162250844746414?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/7268162250844746414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=7268162250844746414' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/7268162250844746414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/7268162250844746414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2008/01/delay-to-go-in-singapore.html' title='Delay to go in Singapore'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-4942574109025249052</id><published>2008-01-18T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T18:07:08.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to Singapore</title><content type='html'>To meet up someone i haven't see for 18 years(i think that's the number), i plan a trip to Singapore, cause if i don't, i will not know how many 18 years later i can see this buddy of mine again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last trip to Singapore was last 2 years, which was just a short trip staying a day without doing much, hope this time will have a good time then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia said she wants to follow earlier but....oh well, long story, she said she unable to take off now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt doubt now deep down in side me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-4942574109025249052?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/4942574109025249052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=4942574109025249052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/4942574109025249052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/4942574109025249052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2008/01/going-to-singapore.html' title='Going to Singapore'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-6557564136328623080</id><published>2007-11-06T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T10:27:43.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little update of Bryan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/RzCxn_48WqI/AAAAAAAAACI/FRKoahwkynY/s1600-h/23092007092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/RzCxn_48WqI/AAAAAAAAACI/FRKoahwkynY/s320/23092007092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129795276298279586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/RzCxU_48WpI/AAAAAAAAACA/9-FIH21sNrQ/s1600-h/PB031487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/RzCxU_48WpI/AAAAAAAAACA/9-FIH21sNrQ/s320/PB031487.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129794949880765074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/RzCxMf48WoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/qtC0ewDIAs0/s1600-h/PB031486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/RzCxMf48WoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/qtC0ewDIAs0/s320/PB031486.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129794803851876994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/RzCxCf48WnI/AAAAAAAAABw/M_cu5vdSN2U/s1600-h/PB031485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/RzCxCf48WnI/AAAAAAAAABw/M_cu5vdSN2U/s320/PB031485.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129794632053185138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/RzCwtv48WlI/AAAAAAAAABg/OZCTuYAFSlc/s1600-h/PB031484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/RzCwtv48WlI/AAAAAAAAABg/OZCTuYAFSlc/s320/PB031484.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129794275570899538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/RzCwlv48WkI/AAAAAAAAABY/S_oPuJeql_M/s1600-h/PB031483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/RzCwlv48WkI/AAAAAAAAABY/S_oPuJeql_M/s320/PB031483.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129794138131946050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister came visit me in KL (not that KL) last weekend.  Well, i would say my mom leak the news that she came for shopping with her family and i contacted her cause i want to see Bryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much, we had dinner together.  I had a good time with Bryan this time.  He used to avoid me when he see me.  He grown up a lot, and with lots of weird gesture during the dinner, that looks very funny.  That's the longest time i spend together with him since he's born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some picture taken that night.  I was ugly, but the main purpose is to show Bryan......haha.....so, who cares....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first picture was a bonus, my personal favourate...taken at his house before bed time......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-6557564136328623080?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/6557564136328623080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=6557564136328623080' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/6557564136328623080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/6557564136328623080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2007/11/little-update-of-bryan.html' title='Little update of Bryan'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/RzCxn_48WqI/AAAAAAAAACI/FRKoahwkynY/s72-c/23092007092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-4818591815817077125</id><published>2007-09-24T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T16:34:11.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Home!</title><content type='html'>Claudia was back home yesterday as she's below dangerous level.  Doc told my sister that because her blood type was O, and the baby's blood type was B, that's why will easily get jaundice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, whatever.....i'm going back to see new baby this weekend........huray&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-4818591815817077125?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/4818591815817077125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=4818591815817077125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/4818591815817077125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/4818591815817077125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-home.html' title='Back Home!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-6996105761848109631</id><published>2007-09-22T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T20:50:05.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The new born baby problem.....</title><content type='html'>I called my mom yesterday night and talked about something, of course Claudia was one of the issue we talked.  Claudia was back home last week but as usual my sis needs to bring her back to hospital for check up.  Poor Claudia has to stay in the hospital for further check up because of jaundice (yellow skin).  Bryan faced this when he was a baby (well, he's still a baby now) but Claudia's situation was far worst.  Heard that she was on the high dangerous level and might need more agressive treatment.  Hope she will be alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-6996105761848109631?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/6996105761848109631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=6996105761848109631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/6996105761848109631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/6996105761848109631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-born-baby-problem.html' title='The new born baby problem.....'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-8159573707374189940</id><published>2007-09-20T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T07:08:51.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo to the world!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/RvJ-yZSzMmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KZxC9Ic9RFA/s1600-h/20092007.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/RvJ-yZSzMmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KZxC9Ic9RFA/s320/20092007.jpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112287931267232354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi uncles and aunts, i'm Claudia Kiki Chong and i just came to this world.........yawn.......and i am sleepy.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-8159573707374189940?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8159573707374189940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=8159573707374189940' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8159573707374189940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8159573707374189940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2007/09/yo-to-world.html' title='Yo to the world!!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcFTCDvzul4/RvJ-yZSzMmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KZxC9Ic9RFA/s72-c/20092007.jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-1311018593970748705</id><published>2007-08-29T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T09:54:07.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready to launch......again</title><content type='html'>Well, i guess i'm the laziest cousin in this blog, and i am still bugging about others did not update their blog.....yes yes, i realise that now i didn't update my blog for long time....it's an excuse, but i'm busy with my work recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about my job, hmm, it gonna shift to another place which is far from my house.....Few months ago i shifted into current house, that one of you came before, cause the place is near to my office....i would not say i'm lazy to travel, but i just hate to stuck in the traffic for long.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 8 months i 'stayed' in this house, but honestly i rarely spend time in this house, other than wash up, sleep sometimes.....i think i only spent half of the time in the house for more than 10 hours since i shifted in.....i don't know who's my neighbour, don't know what kind of ppl staying around me, even if i meet someone stayed next door, i would not know.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, back to the new house i'm going to shift in.....it just 5 minutes walk to my office now, good excercise....these few days i gonna busy shift things in.....i don't have much thing to move in actually, just that i have to spend most of the time for my work.  Luckily there will be a long weekend coming this week so i 'might' able to have some spare time to do the stuff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and hope the new place has good 'Feng Shui'......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-1311018593970748705?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/1311018593970748705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=1311018593970748705' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/1311018593970748705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/1311018593970748705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2007/08/ready-to-launchagain.html' title='Ready to launch......again'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-3872781009816574010</id><published>2007-07-09T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T12:06:15.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another.....</title><content type='html'>I wish i could post 3 address in one time but they just came in one after another.......sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://iamacow.multiply.com/photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is masterpiece from the master.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-3872781009816574010?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/3872781009816574010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=3872781009816574010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/3872781009816574010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/3872781009816574010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2007/07/another.html' title='another.....'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-5319964796232995158</id><published>2007-07-09T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T11:55:05.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And also.....</title><content type='html'>oh, forgot about her.....just a picture, not a blog anyway......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?collid=93212652210.61185775210.1184006788627&amp;mode=fromshare&amp;conn_speed=1&amp;collid_list=93212652210.61185775210.1184006788627:&amp;img_size=5&amp;trans_delay=3000&amp;trans_enabled=true&amp;conn_speed=1&amp;mode=fromshare&amp;Upost_signin_override_collid=93212652210.61185775210&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-5319964796232995158?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/5319964796232995158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=5319964796232995158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/5319964796232995158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/5319964796232995158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-also.html' title='And also.....'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-8637200918941469260</id><published>2007-07-09T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T11:59:50.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new but familiar face in blog</title><content type='html'>hope all the cuzzie still remember her.....welcome her to the blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i 'force' her to hand over her blog site to me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://geo-spot.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-8637200918941469260?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8637200918941469260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=8637200918941469260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8637200918941469260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8637200918941469260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-but-familiar-face-in-blog.html' title='A new but familiar face in blog'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-4338532114184003972</id><published>2007-07-08T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T09:53:13.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>29 ways to know is you are Chinese.</title><content type='html'>Got this from a friend, not only chinese i guess, most ppl fits in from below....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You unwrap gifts very carefully, so you can save and reuse the wrapping (and especially those ribbons). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When there is a sale on toilet paper, you buy 100 rolls and store them in your closet or in the bedroom of an adult child who has move out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You keep a Thermos of hot water available at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You save grocery bags, tin foil, and tin containers. You use the grocery bags to hold garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You hate to waste food: &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(a) Even if you're totally full, if someone says they're going to throw away the leftovers on the table, you'll finish them. (Your mom  will give a lecture about starving kids in Africa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) You have Tupperware in your fridge with three bites of rice or one leftover chicken wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You don't own any real Tupperware-only a cupboard full of used but  carefully rinsed margarine tubs, take out containers, and jam jars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You have a collection of miniature shampoo bottles that you take every time you stay in a hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You wipe your plate and utensils or wash them in a small basin of hot  water before you eat every time you go to a restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You own a rice cooker and a slow cooker. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;10. You wash your rice at least 2-3 times before cooking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. You fight (literally) over who pays the dinner bill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. You have a teacup with a cover on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you're under age 20, you own a really expensive walkman if you're over 20, you own a really expensive camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. You're a wok user.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You only make long distance calls after 7pm. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;16. You prefer your shrimp with the heads and legs still attached-it, means they're fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. You never call your parents just to say, "Hi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you don't live at home, when your parents call, they'll ask if  you've eaten, even if it's midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Your parents tell you to boil herbs and stay indoors when you get sick. They also tell you not to eat fried foods or baked goods because such food are "heaty" (yeet hay in Cantonese). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. You e-mail your Chinese friends at work, even though you only sit 10 feet apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. You always cook too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. You eat every last grain of rice in your bowl, but don't eat the last piece of food on the table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. You starve yourself before going to 'All You Can Eat' buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. You know someone who can get you a good deal on jewelry or electronics, computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. You own your own meat cleaver and sharpen it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Your toothpaste tubes are all squeezed paper-thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. You call a sausage a hotdog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. You wrap with napkins all the knives, spoons and forks of the airline that you fly on and put in your travel-bag as souvenirs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. You never forget to take with you all the unused bath and facial tissues when you check out from the hotel because you believe that you have paid its all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-4338532114184003972?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/4338532114184003972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=4338532114184003972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/4338532114184003972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/4338532114184003972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2007/07/29-ways-to-know-is-you-are-chinese.html' title='29 ways to know is you are Chinese.'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-2043696815342516958</id><published>2007-06-18T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T10:23:43.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>View On Aging</title><content type='html'>Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we're kids? If you're less than 10 years old, you're so excited about aging that you think in fractions. "How old are you?" "I'm four and a half!" You're never thirty-six and a half. You're four and a half, going on five! That's the key. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead. "How old are you?" "I'm gonna be 16!" You could be 13, but hey, you're gonna be 16! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the greatest day of your life . . .you become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony. YOU BECOME 21. YESSSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk! He TURNED; we had to throw him out. There's no fun now, you're Just a sour-dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40. Whoa! Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you know it, you REACH 50 and your dreams are gone.&lt;br /&gt;But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60. You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that it's a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get into your 80's and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime. And it doesn't end there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into the 90s, you start going backwards; "I Was JUST 92."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. "I'm 100 and a half!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-2043696815342516958?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/2043696815342516958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=2043696815342516958' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/2043696815342516958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/2043696815342516958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2007/06/view-on-aging.html' title='View On Aging'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-1703315379317281296</id><published>2007-06-18T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T10:20:16.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW TO STAY YOUNG</title><content type='html'>1. Throw out non-essential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay "them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever. Never let the brain idle. "An idle mind is the devil's workshop."….And the devil's name is Alzheimer's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Enjoy the simple things. Cause it’s really that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on! The only person who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. BE ALIVE while you are alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Surround yourself with what you love, whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Cherish your health. If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county; to a foreign country but NOT to where the guilt is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Tell the people you love that you love them,…AT EVERY OPPORTUNITY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to share!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-1703315379317281296?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/1703315379317281296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=1703315379317281296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/1703315379317281296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/1703315379317281296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-to-stay-young.html' title='HOW TO STAY YOUNG'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-8241559036768642702</id><published>2007-05-06T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T04:58:38.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet Wet Wet</title><content type='html'>I saw new update in the blog after a long time from busy people, since i think i the one who free most of the time, i should write something here....hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some people know that Mia came visit me couple of days ago.  She stayed in Malaysia for few days and after that we spent few days in Phuket, Thailand.  I'm not going to write things or show picture neither about Phuket nor Malaysia cause i know someone will be a better job than me.  All i can say is, i have to black list to go there in between April and May cause it's been raining since the first day till the last day we were there.  We got wet all the time.  Hope Mia has a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the trip i have a thought in my mind.  Since all my cousins are all over the world, why don't we find some a time and have a trip as a gathering, isn't that a great idea?  But dude, please don't say that "oh, we can have gathering at my place".  And that's not gonna work, ok?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cousins, consider about it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Happy Belated Birthday Leah, that's the first time after so many years i say this to you, just like what i did to Kai, Silvia and Jennifer(hope the others birthday has not pass yet).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-8241559036768642702?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8241559036768642702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=8241559036768642702' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8241559036768642702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8241559036768642702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2007/05/wet-wet-wet.html' title='Wet Wet Wet'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-8087885125249338110</id><published>2007-04-07T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T21:21:56.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 with five passengers parachute</title><content type='html'>I found this joke on newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An aircraft is about to spiral out of control and crashed helicopter with five passengers, but only with 4 parachute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One passenger said : "I was' a man 'Beckham, the most popular soccer star. If I died, The fans will be sad world; So I am not dead. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he had a parachute and jump off the plane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second passenger said : "I was Anzuli Nuoqiaoli, the world's most beautiful woman. If I get killed The men around the world will regret. I can not die. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took a parachute jumping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third passenger said : "I was the President of the XXXX, XXXX, the world's most powerful people. In my country history is also the most intelligent President. My country and the world cannot do if i die, So I must not die. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished, repeat the previous two moves, jump aircraft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pope Benedict was the fourth passenger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned to the fifth passenger ─ a 10-year-old children, said : "I am Pope, I have old, I have done a part of life. You look so young, such as rising life, a bright future; As a religious sentiment of the people, I leave you with the last of a parachute! " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children replied : "no, we have two parachutes. Earlier the most powerful, most intelligent, the most important president, He took my bags and jumped on……. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rely on the self-righteous right in this world who only see their own interests and personal preference. imposition of collective society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the tragedy, it appears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The President is one, but not the only one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obstinate and stubborn, and thought to do good, but so is the bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their hearts believe in "their" doctrines; Superman their rise to the level of trying to dominate the other's life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, the destruction caused by the results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-8087885125249338110?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8087885125249338110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=8087885125249338110' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8087885125249338110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8087885125249338110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2007/04/4-with-five-passengers-parachute.html' title='4 with five passengers parachute'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-5563591657973613926</id><published>2007-03-21T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T04:30:50.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ha chew!!!</title><content type='html'>During a discussion in my company few days ago, one of the Indian girl sneezed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In our culture, if you sneeze once, that means someone is missing you"  one of the chinese told her. "If you sneeze twice, that means someone is saying nasty about you behind your back.  And if you sneeze three times, which mean someone is speaking kindly about you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What if you sneeze four times?" the Indial girl asked curiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That means, you, have cause a cold."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...i think i caught a cold today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-5563591657973613926?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/5563591657973613926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=5563591657973613926' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/5563591657973613926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/5563591657973613926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2007/03/ha-chew.html' title='ha chew!!!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-1566984155531296435</id><published>2007-03-13T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T17:45:43.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks fo Mia, i felt my blog was alive....on your speaker loud Kai.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-1566984155531296435?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/1566984155531296435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=1566984155531296435' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/1566984155531296435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/1566984155531296435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2007/03/thanks-fo-mia-i-felt-my-blog-was-alive.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-9166087884445055789</id><published>2007-02-25T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T06:44:34.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MySpace reactivate back....</title><content type='html'>I didn't know i got myspace account till i browse on Kai's myspace.  Amazingly, i key in the correct email and password which i thought of trying my luck.  Hmm, what to do next...oh, get friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay...now i got new friends in my list, Kai and Leah....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-9166087884445055789?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/9166087884445055789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=9166087884445055789' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/9166087884445055789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/9166087884445055789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2007/02/myspace-reactivate-back.html' title='MySpace reactivate back....'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-8656644945623140243</id><published>2007-02-11T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T11:47:56.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Last time wherever shop i go, i will order back the same thing that i used to eat, this caused all the shops knew what i want everytime i went.  Don't know why, i love to eat back the same thing, always.  But i changed recently.  I told myself while standing in front one of the restaurant that i can't always eat the same thing.  I need to try new things, and has new breaking point.  So i ordered something else, (even the worker in the shop has a shocked).  Then i found out other than the thing i ate all the time, other things are nice too.  Wait, if i keep eating the same thing, then i will not has the chance to try other good food.  So from the thing i eat i learnt to change.  If i don't like it, just change back.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before start to learn driving, i think that driving is a very cool thing.  But after i learnt driving, i found out actually being a passanger can be cool too, it just two different kind of cool.  When we saw others cool, we always forget that we are cool too......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me what is blue, i can clearly show you how's blue looks like.  But if i see other kind of blue color, i might cannot tell you what is blue.  If ask me what kind of girl i like, i can tell you roughly what kind of girl i like.  If i see many many many people and you ask me the same question again, i might have doubt and don't know how to answer you.  Is it the more you see, touch, the easier to lost the simply you?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is better to be simple......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to play basketball, although i have bad shooting, most of the time being block while shoot.  One time even break my teeth.  The very last time i even break my ankle while playing basketball.  But after i recover, i will go play basketball again.  That is because the real like will not give up because of little setback.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-8656644945623140243?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8656644945623140243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=8656644945623140243' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8656644945623140243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8656644945623140243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2007/02/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-571185351416327460</id><published>2007-01-22T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T09:42:36.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Garfield's Philosophy</title><content type='html'>I found it funny....and true...What you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Money is not everything.  There's Mastercard and Visa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One should love animals.  They are so tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save water.  Shower with your girlfriend/boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the neighbour.  But don't get caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind every sucessful man, there is a woman.  But there are two for unsucessful man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every man should marry.  After all, happiness is not the only thing in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wise man never marry, and when they marry they beome otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success is a relative term.  It brings so many relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children in backseats casue accidents.  Accidents in backseats cause children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your future depends on your dreams.  So go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There should be a better way to start a day than waking up every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard work never killed anybody.  But why take the risk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work fascinates me.  I can look at it for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God made relatives; Thank God we can choose our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When two's company, three's the result!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-571185351416327460?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/571185351416327460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=571185351416327460' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/571185351416327460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/571185351416327460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2007/01/garfields-philosophy.html' title='Garfield&apos;s Philosophy'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-8224403047097246474</id><published>2007-01-21T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T03:18:17.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peterpan</title><content type='html'>Found this lyrics translate from my friend, it was from an Indonesian band called &lt;em&gt;Peterpan&lt;/em&gt; that wrote this.  I'm not going to post the original lyrics as i know most of you can't read that.  So i just post the translate lyrics.  Their lyrics has a certain sadness.. but written beautifully. I think they're brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll say this nicely.. with sheer disappointment, my heart bleeds as hurt draws near. you gave me that wonderful feeling, but maybe i've misinterpreted it.. i thought it was love. yet my heart still thinks highly of you, my heart worships you, always thinks highly of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you broke my heart, you keep breaking it again.. and now my heart breaks everytime i look at you. you light up my soul, then take it away, my heart breaks even when i look at you... but my heart still longs for you, still is fond of you, always thinks highly of you...i keep falling and falling again. illusioned by things which will never be, things which i deem perfect but lost.. things that ends even before I begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you break my heart, i cant take it anymore.. my heart breaks each time I look at you. you light up my soul, and yet took it away.. I cant even look at you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think words like these can only be expressed with a certain melancholic sadness.. but its beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-8224403047097246474?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8224403047097246474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=8224403047097246474' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8224403047097246474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/8224403047097246474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2007/01/peterpan.html' title='Peterpan'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-3815964313160391516</id><published>2006-12-27T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T15:52:47.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earthquake At Taiwan</title><content type='html'>Read newspaper and found out that there's earthquake in north part of Taiwan....It's early morning now can't get to contact anyone....hope 3rd Uncle and friends who stayed there are alright....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-3815964313160391516?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/3815964313160391516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=3815964313160391516' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/3815964313160391516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/3815964313160391516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/12/earthquake-at-taiwan.html' title='Earthquake At Taiwan'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-6950184457025100783</id><published>2006-12-24T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T02:48:04.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas And Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Wow, time flies fast....it's already end of 2006 and yet, i still not achieve anything yet so far....it's been kinda hard year this year....hope everything will &lt;br /&gt;be better next year (though every year i wish for that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course gonna wish all my beloved uncles, aunts and cousins that all around the world Happy Christmas Eve, Christmas, New Year Eve And New Year in advanced.  Also same to all my friends around the world who will see this....:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much celebration for this year....stay at home mostly....it's better than stuck in the jam out there every year....How bout you fellow there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-6950184457025100783?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/6950184457025100783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=6950184457025100783' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/6950184457025100783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/6950184457025100783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year.html' title='Merry Christmas And Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-5326474992127513047</id><published>2006-11-14T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T09:38:38.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you forget unhappy things?</title><content type='html'>Have a friend told me that her friend normaly will write those unhappy things on a piece of paper, then she will throw the paper into the toilet bowl and flush it away, and she will feel that all the unhappy things and problems will follow the flush away.  Sounds like easy, but is there a way really can 'flush' away memory?  And what if it can't be flush away?  Hmm...she will wasted a piece of paper i think.  In fact, don't know we can write all the unhappy staff on only a piece of paper.  Sometimes something is just hard to describe by words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe that's her unique way.  Everyone has their own way to forget unhappy things in their mind.  For me, I'll hang out with friends, have a luxury meal, my concerntration will be on the bill when it's time to pay.  Kinda work but a new problems will come when the month end comes.  Sometimes will go for a movie, a good movie might make me think of it all the time and intend to watch it again.  But what if the movie turn out suckie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....do you have your own unique way?  Why not share it here?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-5326474992127513047?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/5326474992127513047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=5326474992127513047' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/5326474992127513047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/5326474992127513047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-do-you-forget-unhappy-things.html' title='How do you forget unhappy things?'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-885153731772759836</id><published>2006-11-13T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T21:25:55.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forced to launch.....</title><content type='html'>Seems like everyone started to update their own blog so i think i shouldn't be left out, in stead of posting things about someone else, like Bryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begining of the month receive a note from the house owner. hhmm....it's a bit early to remind to pay the rental this month.  But after read it, i found out it's another story.  It said that i have to shift out by end of the month cause the contract end soon.  No wonder i feel like the house is getting empty nowadays.  Seems like i'm the last to know, cause i stay at the back room?  Never mind bout that, really need to be hurry to find a new place with my little time left or else i will be homeless.  I wouldn't want to stay with friends for short while cause i feel uncomfortable.  Plan to find the whole house to rent so that can stay with my dad.  The extra room will be reserve for anyone of you who come here to stay.  Save up a lot of money for hotel......:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently suddenly feel like something missing.  I guess i need to take a course to study again but not sure what is good to study now.  Sugggestions anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-885153731772759836?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/885153731772759836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=885153731772759836' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/885153731772759836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/885153731772759836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/11/forced-to-launch.html' title='Forced to launch.....'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-5148911754038677556</id><published>2006-11-07T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T11:13:12.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update of Bryan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7741/1875/1600/031106%2820%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7741/1875/320/031106%2820%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7741/1875/1600/031106%2815%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7741/1875/320/031106%2815%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7741/1875/1600/031106%2812%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7741/1875/320/031106%2812%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan has turn 4 months years old now.  If you still wondering who's Bryan, he's my nephew, oh, should be our nephew among the cousins.  Here's some update picture of his from my sisters.  The elder he grow, the more i found out he looks like me when i was a baby....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-5148911754038677556?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/5148911754038677556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=5148911754038677556' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/5148911754038677556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/5148911754038677556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/11/update-of-bryan.html' title='Update of Bryan'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-2509231740909301470</id><published>2006-11-01T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T13:27:15.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>Time passed very fast, all the working stress moment already over.  Well, last week was the Malay's New Year.  Most of the employees in my company are malays, so happen that most of them had holiday to go back to their home town(most of them are not local).  The nightmare came since that week.  The official holidays were like around 2 days but all of them took extra leaves so that they can spend more time at home(or with friends) during the festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The office was like a war after 2 days of holiday even though there's only few of us.  Many things need to be rush, extra stress than usual.  It's hard to describe with words and the fact was i don't even know how to describe it.  Maybe a picture can tells a lot.....haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7741/1875/1600/CAOR6LY1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7741/1875/320/CAOR6LY1.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-2509231740909301470?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/2509231740909301470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=2509231740909301470' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/2509231740909301470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/2509231740909301470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/11/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-2056682597741981923</id><published>2006-10-06T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T10:13:08.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bryan pic Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7741/1875/1600/tn2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7741/1875/320/tn2.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7741/1875/1600/tn5.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7741/1875/320/tn5.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7741/1875/1600/tn.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7741/1875/320/tn.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7741/1875/1600/tn4.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7741/1875/320/tn4.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7741/1875/1600/tn3.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7741/1875/320/tn3.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear a lot from my mom bout him....can't wait to go back and see my cute little bryan...:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-2056682597741981923?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/2056682597741981923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=2056682597741981923' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/2056682597741981923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/2056682597741981923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/10/bryan-pic-update.html' title='Bryan pic Update'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-1078740988023760451</id><published>2006-09-24T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T14:47:52.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Complicated Feel For Today</title><content type='html'>The girl i like, sent me a message today.  Well, we always keep in touch before this.  The reason i said suddenly she sent me a message, it's because she told me she already broke off with her boy friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the first few sentence i thought it was some joke or fwd message.  After I read finish the whole message, only know that it's about her.  I always thought that they are happy together, and i never ask her things about them, because i don't wanna ask such question, and get answers that she's happy with her, though i want her to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know her for quite long...8 years?  I can't remember.  She's from other country, so we used chat through internet and phone.  There's few times we talk till the whole day, no idea what have we talk.  Been many times plan to visit her, but always end up can't make it.  Maybe that's the reason i lost the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember that day she told me, told me she had a boy friend.  I am totally quiet, and only listen to what she said.  Now think about it, long term relationship is not a easy thing to maintain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that day onward, i try to call her less, till rarely talk to her.  I want her to forget me, or better to say i want to forget her.  I try hard but i can't, so recently we keep in touch again just like old time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, is it a second chance this time i wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-1078740988023760451?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/1078740988023760451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=1078740988023760451' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/1078740988023760451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/1078740988023760451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/09/complicated-feel-for-today.html' title='Complicated Feel For Today'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-7876751155376611712</id><published>2006-09-06T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T10:02:34.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Always stuck in new things......:(</title><content type='html'>Have you all change your blog into beta yet?  i kinda regret now to change into beta without reading any rules and regulation or whatever bla bla bla....all i know now was, i can't post a comment on any of the blog, especially those already does not allow anonymous comments....duh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why everytime i post a comment they will say the account use does not exist?  duh, i use it to sign in....can anyone help the old cousin to solve the problem?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-7876751155376611712?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/7876751155376611712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=7876751155376611712' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/7876751155376611712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/7876751155376611712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/09/always-stuck-in-new-things.html' title='Always stuck in new things......:('/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-5798543036074404126</id><published>2006-08-21T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T21:52:07.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Few days ago get to know Wei and Min go back to Taiwan for holiday (Texas, Taiwan, next will be Malaysia??).  Saw their pictures from their Taiwan cousin's blog.  Suddenly i felt that everyone that i haven't seen so long has change a lot, Wei, Min, their parent, Kai, Leah, Uncle Bill, Kiat, Bin (these 2 fellow nothing much to change as i usually see then often...)  Wei and Min's dad grow old a lot, their mom....hhmm, still as sweety as usual, :D.  And i realise all my cousins, are no more the vision that in my mind anymore.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai has grown up, no more bunch of toys to share like last time, wondering still act weird sometimes or not like last time, still like A &amp; W fried chicken till wants to remind everyone to order it after swimming(cause the pool was just beside the restaurant, remember?)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah grown up as well.  All i remember that she always wear her extra size yellow color singlet(is that what they call?), and she cry a lot cause Kai likes to show her his power fist.  And everytime she will 'mummy, mummy' before start asking anything.  I still keep some pictures of her with her sexy wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei and Min (Silvia and Jennifer) grown up too.  They used to be very tiny little baby to me.  Nothing much memory about them just know that they are cute, chubby and like them very much that's all.  Well, only see them not more than 3 times, can't expect more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what changes they have in the future.  Really wanna meet them up one day....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-5798543036074404126?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/5798543036074404126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=5798543036074404126' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/5798543036074404126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/5798543036074404126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/08/few-days-ago-get-to-know-wei-and-min-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-115438224045773433</id><published>2006-07-31T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T14:46:34.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Baby Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/P7210637.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/320/P7210637.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Bryan was sleeping for the first day visit so i decided to go for second visit and hope that he's awake so that i can take some picture of his.  The pictures that his mother, that's my sister, sent to me were all sleepy Bryan.  Thought the one only picture that took with my aunt was eye open, still not near enough to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess he fully wake today, maybe he knows his uncle coming to visit him.  Or my sister keep wake him up before we arrive....haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i tried to carry him by just sitting down on the sofa, i'm still worry that i might accidently hurt him.  We keep staring at each other.  I think he's wondering who is this handsome fellow in front of me...muhahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some of his picture of cousre but manage to upload only 1, cause i have no time to do it for the rest....soon will update here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-115438224045773433?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/115438224045773433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=115438224045773433' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115438224045773433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115438224045773433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/07/pretty-baby-boy.html' title='Pretty Baby Boy'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-115437360938311747</id><published>2006-07-31T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T12:20:09.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last 2 week ago</title><content type='html'>Last two weekend was a boring one except go for some movies (darn i'm getting old) and went back home to visit my little nephew bryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose the journey to home will be full in the car but end up empty and i'm driving alone back.  Well, at least half of the way i was alone cause i fetching Lina and her friend to airport, they went for Thailand trip(damn it i want to go too).  So the car was actualy full but only to the airport.  Sorry Mel that the car can't fit you anymore due to your size...kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After drop them off and have Burger King for lunch, the journey continue.  And now the second half of the journey was too quite, no nice song on the radio.  I was dead bored and felt sleepy too (drive back after non stop working for a day, without sleeping).  So unlucky things happens and happens again, it rains heavily suddenly.  I hate and afraid of rain while driving.  It will used up double of my energy to be alert everytime i drive during raining day, especially heavy one.  I have to slow the speed down, and concerntrate the unclear situation in front.  I was driving, and wathcing, and driving, and watching.....which i don't even know when my eyes close up....gosh, the next thing i open my eye, i realise i'm just few inches away from the car in front.  Lucky thing was i was driving realy really slow and i manage to step on my break so not to kiss the butt of the car in front.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i was extra alert, forgot all the tireness cause i don't want to get into trouble.  The rain getting clearer when i was almost reaching home.  What i did after that was sleep for few hours before dinner, or maybe supper time comes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, my mom, my brother and my mom's sister visited my nephew on that night.  My sister staying in some rural estate farming area which the road was really really narrow and it was drak there, i never know the way to my sister's place can be like that.  But at the end we do find our way there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister was so excited when she saw us come.  Actually she almost bored to dead cause she's not allowed to go anyway during the after birth period.  Little Bryan was sleeping.  Awww, this is the first time i saw my nephew after he born two weeks ago.  But i don't dare to carry him cause i scare i might hurt him.....haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take any pictures of his since he's sleeping.  My sister keep on wants to wake him up but hey, leave him alone.  Just leave the picture taking section to next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since he's sleeping and it's getting late, so we didn't stay long and decided to come the next day.  Hope he's awake with his little eye so i can take some picture then.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-115437360938311747?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/115437360938311747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=115437360938311747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115437360938311747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115437360938311747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/07/last-2-week-ago.html' title='Last 2 week ago'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-115333328217528867</id><published>2006-07-19T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T11:21:22.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I bring you bryan....:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/P7180627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/320/P7180627.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmm....what am i dreaming....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/P7180628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/320/P7180628.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having a nice dream....do not disturb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/P7180629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/320/P7180629.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eldest aunt with Bryan before she go back to Texas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/P7170626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/320/P7170626.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change another post....how's this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, suppose plan to go back last weekend so that i can visit my nephew and take some pictures of him, with me of course to post here.....at the end i just can't leave my works behind so i have to cancel the plan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my sister do send me some of his pictures, so for those uncles and aunties that might not going to see him in short while, or maybe long term, i hate to say forever.....here's some pictures for Our sleepy Bryna...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-115333328217528867?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/115333328217528867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=115333328217528867' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115333328217528867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115333328217528867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-bring-you-bryand.html' title='I bring you bryan....:D'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-115295722919151049</id><published>2006-07-15T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T03:00:18.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gathering pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/IMG_8781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/320/IMG_8781.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/IMG_8782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/320/IMG_8782.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/IMG_8767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/320/IMG_8767.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/IMG_8771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/320/IMG_8771.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i promise that i will post some pictures of Bryan here but schedule a bit change....busy on the work....so i decided to post the pictures that the family gathering we had few weeks back....so far i only have four in hand, wondering where's the others since they keep on taking pictures like pro photographers during that time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess some of you has not seen ppl in the picture for long time ya....who you still can reconize?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, i guess this time i go home i will go search for those old time pictures too....and post it here...i think i have bunch of them at home....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-115295722919151049?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/115295722919151049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=115295722919151049' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115295722919151049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115295722919151049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/07/gathering-pics.html' title='Gathering pics'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-115276469824780403</id><published>2006-07-12T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T21:24:58.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a baby boy!</title><content type='html'>This morning my sister had her cesarean (thanks to Kiat for the word) around 8.50 a.m.  My mom called me and told me about it.  It's a baby boy and looks exactly like my sister when she's young.  His face was round, or maybe fat and he has a loud crying sound which is very sonorous.  Too bad my phone can't receive picture or else i can get to see him now.  Can't wait to go back home this weekend and take picture with my new born nephew....Bryan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-115276469824780403?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/115276469824780403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=115276469824780403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115276469824780403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115276469824780403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-baby-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a baby boy!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-115267994387127876</id><published>2006-07-11T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T21:52:23.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Figuring!!</title><content type='html'>My sister is giving birth soon on this coming Thursday (Malaysia time).  She will go for operation (i forgot how to spell that word, c fession??) instead of natural born.  Heard it's time for the little to come out, he's not allowed to stay in there any longer.  So my sister now is in the hospital and waiting for the day.  Everything is set except the chinese (i dont care for that anymore) and the present.  Well, guess i will get something useful, long lasting that her next children, or more, can use it.  Maybe by the time i married and have a kid, my children can use it too.  I already got something on my mind, but it's still too early to buy for him, or her.  So i guess i just save up this month pay for myself and keep the next month for him, or her...:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-115267994387127876?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/115267994387127876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=115267994387127876' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115267994387127876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115267994387127876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/07/still-figuring.html' title='Still Figuring!!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-115212375873631404</id><published>2006-07-05T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T14:39:54.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/baby%20photo.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/320/baby%20photo.3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I'm little Bryan (that's what i hear my mom gonna call me).  I'm almost 9 months old and for a normal baby, i gonna come out to this world soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard so much from the outside world in my mom's stomach and i think i getting to master something called mahjong, my mom always play it with her friends, some of them are pregnant too....wondering will it be there day that i play with the other kids in my mom's friends children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture above is me....they took quite a lot of my picture but i'm shy to show my face to everyone....i think they took this picture without my notice...maybe i am sleeping.....haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard i have lots of uncles and aunts around the world....wondering i have the chance to meet them all someday......wondering what i get from them when i born....hehehe (my uncle Fong tought me that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, can't wait to come out soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-115212375873631404?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/115212375873631404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=115212375873631404' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115212375873631404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115212375873631404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/07/little-one.html' title='Little One'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-115159868580044453</id><published>2006-06-29T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T09:31:25.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Misunderstood Tofu</title><content type='html'>Something happened today while i am in the office sitting in front of my pc and playing with my shimlar character.  Suddenly a player nick Tofu attract me and i thought it might be someone i knew.  So i started this stdupid conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : mind i ask where you come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tofu says: erm... why (29 Jun 10:50:20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : well cause your nick made me thought of someone knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tofu says: this is my first time using this nick (29 Jun 10:52:17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : oh really?  but seems like you been playing this for long....honestly speaking i was wondering whether are you my cousin as he likes to use tofu too....i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tofu says: oh no...not again.... im gonna change my nick soon sighs (29 Jun 10:54:00)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tofu says: lol u ain't serious right? lol (29 Jun 11:03:32)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : so you are not american huh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tofu says: asian here ^^ (29 Jun 11:05:52)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : oh, i thought you were him just now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tofu says: lol... i took this nick from Initial D (29 Jun 11:04:33)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : ok, i believe you are not him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tofu says: so i get to keep this nick? @@ (29 Jun 11:06:36)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : well, i only thought you are my cousin at the first place and didn't say anything about you can't keep the nick....no hard feeling ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tofu says: lol :D if i get to keep it... then i wont have any hard feelings :P (29 Jun 11:07:11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : erm....ok....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tofu says: ah okay... :P anyway nice talking to ya (29 Jun 11:08:05)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : same here too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of conversation here....(Tofu was from Initial D??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : What that tofu said is originaly i copy and paste from the chat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/SS : Actually me myself not sure is it all i say to him...:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-115159868580044453?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/115159868580044453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=115159868580044453' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115159868580044453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115159868580044453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/06/misunderstood-tofu.html' title='Misunderstood Tofu'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-115143199039424481</id><published>2006-06-27T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T11:13:10.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bryan....Good name?</title><content type='html'>Most of the parents will scractch their head for their new born baby, and same to my sister.  She thought of Bryan but yet maybe she thinks it's not good enough so she wants me to think of a name starts with B.  I'm not very good in name starts with B especialy for a boy......haha, but i think of few such as Bernard, Bosco, Bernedict, Brandon, Benny.....and even Bexter(alexander+esther) but she still don't like it...so end of the day she said she still prefer Bryan (wasting my time only).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, she's start headache for the baby's chinese name, so as a Uncle, i of course will try my best to think a nice name for the baby.  The baby will be born soon, i have to think fast.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-115143199039424481?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/115143199039424481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=115143199039424481' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115143199039424481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115143199039424481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/06/bryangood-name.html' title='Bryan....Good name?'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-115114118154554307</id><published>2006-06-24T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T02:26:21.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gift For The Little One</title><content type='html'>Recently there's something bothering in my mind.  Thing was like this, soon my sister's little baby is coming to this world and i was scratching my head what to buy as a gift for my little nephew (doctor said confirm it's a baby boy).  Hmm, what do you all think?  Any suggestions?  Uncle Kai, Kiat, Bean and Aunty Leah, Wei and Min and others uncles and aunties i miss out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the most imporant thing is, hehe, who wanna share for the gift?  I can credit it for you all.........haha....with family interest rates....:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-115114118154554307?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/115114118154554307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=115114118154554307' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115114118154554307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115114118154554307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/06/gift-for-little-one.html' title='A Gift For The Little One'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-115114005720084140</id><published>2006-06-24T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T02:07:37.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather Changed</title><content type='html'>Gosh, it's sure cold these few days.  Yesterday while having a drink with Mel at the Mamak store, the chilling wind that not suppose to be here will going right into my bone.  What's gonna be next?  Snowing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-115114005720084140?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/115114005720084140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=115114005720084140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115114005720084140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115114005720084140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/06/weather-changed.html' title='Weather Changed'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-115017668864968906</id><published>2006-06-12T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T22:31:28.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOOBS.........in dota</title><content type='html'>Noobie is in the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stereo type of typical uncouth and uncivilized person often shown through improper dresscode during social functions or unmatching haircolor during family dinners.&lt;br /&gt;2. A condescending discriminatory insult.&lt;br /&gt;3. DOTA players with poor ethics and bad manners. And tend to suck as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AC: good good. we managed to get into the game&lt;br /&gt;M: hohoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The game is full)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monstakilla: oi, all rdy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kavmaster: wait host. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monstakilla: ??????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kavmaster: wait, i got 3 more friends coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monstakilla: fukla, which one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AC: (wtf??) kick kavmaster. less hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kavmaster: huh don't kick me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kavmaster has left the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AC: good kick. 10 9 10 8.5 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AC: 0.5 for technicality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(awkward silence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chilla84 has joined the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AC: (To M) they didn't understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AC: (To M) dammit another ah beng team..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon the above scenario. I'm just venting my frustration but I think at one point of another we've encountered a team that fits this stereotype. They are semi coherent, uncultured, probably have read only 2 books a year (if flipping through the pages of FHM or COSMO to look for nipple shots is considered 'reading'), taunt you with broken Malayish for the slightest things (like narrowly surviving your Lina combo) and spam the channel with GOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGs. Ah bengs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course one might argue that they are just a bunch of immatured children, which cannot be denied either but this is hard to tell when you are trying to visualize the person behind the persona over Battlenet. Then again, it can be said that ah bengs have just about the same mentality as these immatured children, with more spunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, how do we deal with such people? Especially when they begin to hurl insults at you in the game, or threaten to disconnect. Banlists don't scare these people. They may have the articulacy of a washing machine, but they do know how to create a new account on Bnet after having got banned once before for their meticulous disconnective behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I've come up with a list of way to deal with them, which also comes with a figure that indicates the chance of success as based on my past experiences and random observations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pro Silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pro silence is the term I give to people who tend to be excellent in the game, but never once will they utter a word. You can talk to them for hours telling them the plan, and you'll never know if they actually did hear you, but somehow your plan works out and you find yourself winning the game; communication regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my experience, pro silence does nothing to deter the stereo typical noobie, as they will continue to barrage you with insults after insults which in itself does not hurt, but this takes their focus off the game and they tend to die easier. The ultimatum is a downward spiral of the game as dying, the noobie finds himself blaming you for the deaths even more and thus tries to throw even more insults at your silent name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence makes them uncomfortable. Chance of success: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Retaliate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you've had a bad day, or more like your girlfriend has a bad day, and thus you are affected, and as a result when that noobie pisses you off, you return by lashing out at him in the same common denominator vulgar language that he's so very well versed in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the saying goes, never try to argue with an idiot, he only brings you down to his level and beats you from experience. Chance of success: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Be Nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the going gets rough, you need sandpaper. Thus when an ah beng decides to make you the sole focus of his uncalled for angst, you should try to resolve it by talking things out with the angry bugger. Every remark is returned with a polite sentence, pretty smilies and all. Give him what he wants, and let him have things his way. Perhaps he'll mellow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This method is promising, because after all, everyone knows that ah bengs just want people to understand them, which is to see things their way, which in short means to agree to their every whim. This ultimately fails because Apple's Law dictates that there are always 2 or more noobies in any given public DOTA game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chance of success: 1%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Play Psychologist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we could try to unravel the mind of a noob, and thus be able to understand them which might result in a mutual understanding of their kind with us. However, any attempts to deconstruct the noob psyche is dangerous and risky as in trying to do so, you might be sucked into their ever constant playground of a mind and turn into one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my experience, it doesn't work trying to counsel or console any noobs either as they barely fail to understand your language if you do not place cuss words in between every 2 words and type sentences longer than half of their screen. Besides that, their minds automatically filter out words with 6 characters or more. We know that much at least, and it wasn't easy getting that information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, don't ever try to understand a noob. Chance of success: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Quit the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't take the mental abuse? Don't like the way your bengnemies are treating you? Can't stand that ah beng with the BKB-ed Naix who keeps destroying Moonwells in your base and then laughing about it as if it were something new? Well, there's always the easy way out. For no stress and effort at all, just press the magic Alt-F4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that would make you a leaver. Chance of success: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Discuss it on DOTA Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I've run out of ideas, but I'm sure someone who reads this site has better experience at this sort of thing. I mean, forget the noob part. It's a sour stereo type for such players, but what else do you call these people who lack ethics and in the game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DOTA community is growing by day, and it's without a doubt that the bad eggs are just about there in any game for that matter but it's high time we taught these people some manners! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is, how?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-115017668864968906?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/115017668864968906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=115017668864968906' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115017668864968906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115017668864968906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/06/noobsin-dota.html' title='NOOBS.........in dota'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-115017214952432760</id><published>2006-06-12T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T00:51:32.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gentlecars, start your engines.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/cars-20060524034546056-000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/320/cars-20060524034546056-000.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, how could it start raining before i finish my work.  Now i have to stay over without doing anything but keep on clicking my fifaworldcup player online.  I almost felt asleep during working so i speed up to faster finish it, who knows still can't make it before the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cause of the movie yesterday made me tired, haha.  Hhmm, it's been 2 months none stop watching movie week by week.  Looks like i didn't miss any movie that i wanna watch so far, though some of the movies are out of my espectation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to watch Pixar new animation CARS with my budd.  Since he being good and nice when he was sick last week by taking his medicine on time, so i decide to treat him dinner plus the movie as reward...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how's the CARS?  I don't really know, cause there's a lot of mini engine starting to run around in the cinema, wait, i thought i'm in day care center or something.  Well, at least i think the short animation at the begining before the show starts do attract.  Gonna add into my mobile collection once the DVD is out for sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how's the CARS really, well i can say it has quite good story line, but so far for me, i think it can't compare to Over The Hedge, a animation showed before CARS, which is not a production of Pixar, i gonna get the DVD too...woohoo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, i am tired....ignore me if you think it's weird.....zzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-115017214952432760?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/115017214952432760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=115017214952432760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115017214952432760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115017214952432760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/06/gentlecars-start-your-engines.html' title='Gentlecars, start your engines.....'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-115006022837020044</id><published>2006-06-11T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T14:10:28.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life was like this part II</title><content type='html'>I can't believe this is happened to me.  I'm going to carzy busy week, maybe will be month soon.  Imagine a team with 5 person and i am might need to do the rest of 3 people including mine job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what i do at the moment, do report for some company for their exposure rate on newspaper, magazine, and maybe television.  My group of people are doing for the chinese newspaper and magazines cause the rest of the collegues can't read mandarin.  So this is what happened before this, everyone in the group has the equal of big report from daily newspaper, and some sub report from magazine and newspaper from east coast of Malaysia.  Before this was a peaceful, free and not so much work situation even though some team member came different time.  Yeah, this was a job with all the freedom you want, as long as you finish the job you were asked to do.  Plus, nobody will interrupt what you do neither you can do the same, unless there's some rushing situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, one of the member seems like unhappy with his job and been absent since the begining of the month, so at the moment the rest of us will share his job.  I remembered that the other two of members, which are couples, already planned to go for vacation soon, now only left me, and another guy who come not as much as me, gonna share their jobs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already start to become a bit crazy already by sharing part of the extra job, but sometimes i do it all, i wondering do i have to camp in the office for some time to finish all the jobs that need to be finish?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things are always two side, bad and good.  By having this much of jobs in hand, which automaticly increase my monthly income by complete all those main and sub reports.  But hope by that time i still manage to have the chance to enjoy the harvest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-115006022837020044?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/115006022837020044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=115006022837020044' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115006022837020044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115006022837020044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/06/life-was-like-this-part-ii.html' title='Life was like this part II'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-115001980676632400</id><published>2006-06-11T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T02:56:46.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life was like this....</title><content type='html'>Gosh, take some time to come back to this ruins, a place that i almost forgotten.  Untill 1 day, when one of my cousin sent me the other cousin's blog, which created by the cousin who sent it to me.....oh whatever, the things is, it reminds me that i had this blog and to connect to others (this what i plan to do when i create this blog) again, i decided to back to here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takes a long time to back here as there's a lot of WEB (password and username retrieve) and mess (memory things) to do.  Which the spirit that will never give up, i'm finally back here.....and i realise it's been almost a year i left here....i guess the motivation before this was not enough and maybe my post was not attractive and interesting enough.........lolzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so friends and especially cousins, i have already left a seeds which is from my blog for you....hehe...hope you will find here and drop a word here....guess there's a lot to do after this, gonna regroup my memory and post something that left behind for long time before after this....:D  Well, at least will have a post once a week.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-115001980676632400?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/115001980676632400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=115001980676632400' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115001980676632400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/115001980676632400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2006/06/life-was-like-this.html' title='Life was like this....'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-112391671754359995</id><published>2005-08-12T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T01:53:13.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever been this situation?</title><content type='html'>My friend told me his embarrassing experience last night while we drinking in Mamak restaurant. This was happen when he was in the public toilet in some pubs, after got drunk and stomachach came to him. So he just walk to the toilet, walking unstable into the toilet, barely sitting down and heard a voice from the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, how are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy said he's not the type to start a conversation in the men's restroom but he don't know what go into him, and he answered, somewhat embarrassed, "Nothing much but doing just fine!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the guy at the other side asks, "So what are you up to?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy was kinda stun and thinking what kind of question is that? At that point, he's thinking that is too bizarre so he says, "Erm, I'm like you, just traveling!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till this level, Jeremy said all he thinking of is to leave this place as soon as he can. But then he heard another question, "Can i come over?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy was pissed that time for the weird question but he figured he could just be polite and end the conversation so he told him, "Nope, I'm a little busy right now!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he said he heard the guy say nervously.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey listen, i think i'll have to call you back. Some moroon who probably got drunk and in the other side next to me keeps answering all my questions!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy, Jeremy....luckly ppl asume that you are drunk, not nuts.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-112391671754359995?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/112391671754359995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=112391671754359995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/112391671754359995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/112391671754359995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2005/08/ever-been-this-situation.html' title='Ever been this situation?'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15367741.post-112387286471842529</id><published>2005-08-12T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T21:51:28.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>My friends encouraged me to start this blog to share my bored life with the world. Now what i do everyday is almost repeating the same step except eat, sleep, shit. Playing online battle net is one of the things that will do everyday to pass my time in that shop. Anyone who sitting in the shop will heard someone scream "Fucking Cocksucker Won't FUCKING DIE!!" or "Fuck Shit I Almost Kill Him!!" in front of the monitor screen at very late hours, which i'm waiting to close the shop yet i'm still one of the noob there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, today no one here for game. But posting a blog in the middle of the night, 2.43 p.m? I must be kidding to myself. That's the main reasons why i decided to have this blog, bored. I want to write down the boredness of everyday and I want one day when i leave this boring life, and look back these blog, I can laugh out loud. So the best part was, what if everyday writting the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, who cares, that's tomorrow business already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, for the friends who care bout me, i meant 'REALLY' care bout me, please write something here so i can re-comment ah.....gum xia......:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15367741-112387286471842529?l=dailyobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/feeds/112387286471842529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15367741&amp;postID=112387286471842529' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/112387286471842529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15367741/posts/default/112387286471842529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyobs.blogspot.com/2005/08/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386627669619893811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2222/489/1600/p.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
