<?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-32098431</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:13:12.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jumpingonDbandwagon</title><subtitle type='html'>Looking at things from my perspectives so pardon my ignorance and just take it lightly. Have a good day</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-5894930733563996623</id><published>2007-12-18T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T18:45:30.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nonsensical ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Unsettled is not even the concise word to explain the state of emotion that I’m in at the moment. I can’t seem to explain how I feel and I know something is amiss. I pray that god would give me the strength and courage to go through the day and hope things would be better in days to come. InsyaAllah.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’m trying to relieve a THING off my shoulder but somehow I can’t seem to be able to do so. All my effort comes to a futile and for now I could not see any lights at the end of the tunnel. Is this one of Allah’s ways to reprimand me for all the sins that I have committed? Please god help me coz I’m weak and I’m hopeless and for You are my saviour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey you,yes you,  if you are reading this, my apologies for my nonsensical ramblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-5894930733563996623?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/5894930733563996623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=5894930733563996623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/5894930733563996623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/5894930733563996623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2007/12/nonsensical-ramblings.html' title='nonsensical ramblings'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-3183093146875374270</id><published>2007-07-27T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:19:50.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me no likey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPxgryAneNw/Rqm5vOh0HqI/AAAAAAAAABw/9OOyLlqNIU4/s1600-h/respect+smaller+picture.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPxgryAneNw/Rqm5vOh0HqI/AAAAAAAAABw/9OOyLlqNIU4/s320/respect+smaller+picture.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091805074723970722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current turn of events are just sux. Im at my lows now. I felt short-changed on most of the things surrounding me. Doest it pay to just give and give and give and the other party just take and take and TAKE. To add insult to my injury, i hate the cowardice built in me. I could never expressed me feelings freely coz im scared i might hurt the other party and im scared it will end up in more injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it too much to ask to be treated with respect. RESPECT is a value that a lot of people fail to practise. Even i do admit that im as guilty as others when it comes to practising RESPECT. I know people will go WTF that this guy is talking about. But hey this is my blog i write wutever i feel like writtinglah kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, me baby is getting better in fact hes back to all smiley and happy go lucky. At least with the baby around it helps to keep me grounded and to prevent me from blowing me top off, not that im capable anyway ahhhhhhhhhh hate me self slightly at the moment. Hope ill come out from this point quickly coz honestly me no likey when me not happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-3183093146875374270?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/3183093146875374270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=3183093146875374270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/3183093146875374270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/3183093146875374270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2007/07/me-no-likey.html' title='Me no likey'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPxgryAneNw/Rqm5vOh0HqI/AAAAAAAAABw/9OOyLlqNIU4/s72-c/respect+smaller+picture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-861591234829091119</id><published>2007-06-01T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T15:55:32.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow there are some thruths in this quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDEFF" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Personality Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idealist (NF)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a passionate, caring, and unique person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are good at expressing yourself and sharing your ideals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the most compassionate of all types and connect with others easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart tends to rule you. You can't make decisions without considering feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seek out other empathetic people to befriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth and authenticity matters in your friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you give everything you have to relationships. You fall in love easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you crave personal expression and meaning in your career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With others, you communicate well. You can spend all night talking with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as your looks go, you've likely taken the time to develop your own personal style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On weekends, you like to be with others. Charity work is also a favorite pastime of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/threequestionpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Three Question Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-861591234829091119?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/861591234829091119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=861591234829091119' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/861591234829091119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/861591234829091119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2007/06/wow-there-are-some-thruths-in-this-quiz.html' title='Wow there are some thruths in this quiz'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-5894777722837988467</id><published>2007-05-29T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T16:03:15.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I knew it hehehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Will Be a Cool Parent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/wouldyoubeacoolparentquiz/parent-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to naturally know a lot about parenting, and you know what kids need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell when it's time to let kids off the hook, and when it's time to lay down the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While your parenting is modern and hip, it's not over the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that there's nothing cool about a parent who acts like a teenager... or a drill sergeant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/wouldyoubeacoolparentquiz/"&gt;Would You Be a Cool Parent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-5894777722837988467?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/5894777722837988467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=5894777722837988467' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/5894777722837988467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/5894777722837988467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-knew-it-hehehe.html' title='I knew it hehehe'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-3197071773550021352</id><published>2007-05-29T15:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T15:07:35.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think this song is kindda fit with me emotions rite now</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Theme Song is Beautiful Day by U2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourthemesongquiz/beautiful-day.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sky falls, you feel like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it get away"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see the beauty in life, especially in ordinary everyday moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're feeling down, even that seems a little beautiful too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourthemesongquiz/"&gt;What's Your Theme Song?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-3197071773550021352?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/3197071773550021352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=3197071773550021352' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/3197071773550021352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/3197071773550021352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-think-this-song-is-kindda-fit-with-me.html' title='i think this song is kindda fit with me emotions rite now'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-8987305076262290476</id><published>2007-05-29T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T12:34:15.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Call me MR. realist</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Realist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouanoptimistorpessimistquiz/realist.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't see the glass as half empty or half full. You see what's exactly in the glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never try to make a bad situation seem better than it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you also never sabotage any good things you have going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are brutally honest in your assessments of situations - and this always seems to help you cope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouanoptimistorpessimistquiz/"&gt;Are You An Optimist or Pessimist?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:Always thought that im an optimist, however this quiz proved me wrong. Im actually a realist. Yawn yawn, dont quite like this particular quiz hahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-8987305076262290476?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/8987305076262290476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=8987305076262290476' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/8987305076262290476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/8987305076262290476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2007/05/call-me-mr-realist.html' title='Call me MR. realist'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-8273442008826109896</id><published>2007-05-29T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T12:16:56.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>InsyaAllah</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Chances of Being a Multimillionaire: 64%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/willyoubeamultimillionairequiz/mm-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a good chance of being a multimillionaire. Better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You simply have a natural knack for money and the personality for success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/willyoubeamultimillionairequiz/"&gt;Will You Be a Multimillionaire?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Guys I need about 40 peeps to say Amin and InsyaAllah ill be able to realise me dream of becoming multimillionnaire one day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-8273442008826109896?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/8273442008826109896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=8273442008826109896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/8273442008826109896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/8273442008826109896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2007/05/insyaallah.html' title='InsyaAllah'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-6323801436744439189</id><published>2007-05-29T12:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T12:10:52.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another good quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 75% Normal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/hownormalareyouquiz/really-normal.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise known as the normal amount of normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're like most people most of the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you've got those quirks that make you endearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're unique, yes... but not frighteningly so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/hownormalareyouquiz/"&gt;How Normal Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Guys m not weird after all. Yeay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-6323801436744439189?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/6323801436744439189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=6323801436744439189' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/6323801436744439189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/6323801436744439189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2007/05/another-good-quizzes.html' title='Another good quizzes'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-5228284154875012830</id><published>2007-05-29T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T11:59:32.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont blame me, these bloody quizzes are damn addictive</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 61% Grown Up, 39% Kid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howemotionallymatureareyouquiz/mature-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you are definitely quite emotionally mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you have your moments of moodiness, you're usually stable and level headed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howemotionallymatureareyouquiz/"&gt;How Emotionally Mature Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-5228284154875012830?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/5228284154875012830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=5228284154875012830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/5228284154875012830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/5228284154875012830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2007/05/dont-blame-me-these-bloody-quizzes-are.html' title='Dont blame me, these bloody quizzes are damn addictive'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-1335778249524432261</id><published>2007-05-29T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:19:50.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love me family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPxgryAneNw/RluRRp79UMI/AAAAAAAAABc/eL3AdWQ0cTQ/s1600-h/P5141302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPxgryAneNw/RluRRp79UMI/AAAAAAAAABc/eL3AdWQ0cTQ/s320/P5141302.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069805538036764866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPxgryAneNw/RluRIp79ULI/AAAAAAAAABU/TibpqMnfa8Q/s1600-h/P5141308+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPxgryAneNw/RluRIp79ULI/AAAAAAAAABU/TibpqMnfa8Q/s320/P5141308+(Small).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069805383417942194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Today marked the 3rd year of my marriage. I know it has not been that long as compared to other people, but I am so happy and content with what ever Allah has bestowed me with. My marriage similar to others has its ups and downs and I’ll stand by it come rain or shine. I love me wife and me Aqeel dearly. I hope we will stay as family as long as eternity.Amin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-1335778249524432261?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/1335778249524432261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=1335778249524432261' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/1335778249524432261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/1335778249524432261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-love-me-family.html' title='i love me family'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPxgryAneNw/RluRRp79UMI/AAAAAAAAABc/eL3AdWQ0cTQ/s72-c/P5141302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-5151147409464552414</id><published>2007-05-29T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T10:15:41.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is my 3rd year anniversarry. Alhamdullilah</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Love Life is Like The Princess Bride&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatmovieisyourlovelifelikequiz/bride.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Since the invention of the kiss, there have only been five kisses that were rated the most passionate, the most pure. This one left them all behind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is like a fairy tale - albeit a fairly twisted one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe romance is all about loyalty, fate, and a good  big of goofy fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love style: Idealistic yet quirky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Hollywood Ending Will Be: Perfectly romantic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmovieisyourlovelifelikequiz/"&gt;What Movie Is Your Love Life Like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-5151147409464552414?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/5151147409464552414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=5151147409464552414' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/5151147409464552414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/5151147409464552414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-is-my-3rd-year-anniversarry.html' title='Today is my 3rd year anniversarry. Alhamdullilah'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-3396406612700107925</id><published>2007-03-15T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:19:53.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aqeel my love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPxgryAneNw/RfjAb7963HI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UUBbFH8iCTA/s1600-h/DSC00443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPxgryAneNw/RfjAb7963HI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UUBbFH8iCTA/s200/DSC00443.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041991369027673202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPxgryAneNw/Rfi1CL963GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IuRg1gOeflA/s1600-h/DSC00437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPxgryAneNw/Rfi1CL963GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IuRg1gOeflA/s200/DSC00437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041978832018136162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jPxgryAneNw/Rfi0zb963FI/AAAAAAAAAAc/h7fqmO9E0G0/s1600-h/DSC00435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041978578615065682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jPxgryAneNw/Rfi0zb963FI/AAAAAAAAAAc/h7fqmO9E0G0/s200/DSC00435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPxgryAneNw/Rfi0m7963EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/z2q32XR-bNg/s1600-h/DSC00434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041978363866700866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPxgryAneNw/Rfi0m7963EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/z2q32XR-bNg/s200/DSC00434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPxgryAneNw/Rfi0VL963DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8M4eSt8VdEs/s1600-h/DSC00438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041978058924022834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPxgryAneNw/Rfi0VL963DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8M4eSt8VdEs/s320/DSC00438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyday I will look forward to spending time with him. His smile, cries and some weird albeit cute sound he always make are like music to my ears and honestly im addicted to it.  Even during the rough times at office, I just close my eyes and think of him and it seems that all the problems just vanished elsewhere. Sometimes I wish I could spend more time with him and honestly im a bit envious of wifey whos there beside him all day long (for now at least hehehe). Im scared and sad that im gonna miss out on all his first attempt at things i.e. first words, first laugh, first crawl, first sit and the list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the changes in me and im embracing my transformation from a hubby to a father blissfully. I would like to thank god (Alhamdullilah) for the blessings and for allowing me to be where im at today and for that again Alhamdullilah. I will endeavour to become a more god fearing person and O Allah hope you can forgive me for I have sins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how my mum use to nag me a lot on tying the knot,having babies and how baby can strengthen the bond between you and wifey. Now I can honestly said that shes right and I thank god for her persistence in nagging me. I love wifey more than ever and would like thank her for taking a very good care of our Aqeel..     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short im very happy and trust that everyone will InsyaAllah be experiencing this moment and when the time comes I bet u guys going to be all smiley and happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-3396406612700107925?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/3396406612700107925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=3396406612700107925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/3396406612700107925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/3396406612700107925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2007/03/aqeel-my-love.html' title='Aqeel my love'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPxgryAneNw/RfjAb7963HI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UUBbFH8iCTA/s72-c/DSC00443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-141541118039692552</id><published>2007-03-02T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T11:31:39.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im the sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/dragon/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;You are The Sun&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Happiness, Content, Joy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The meanings for the Sun are fairly simple and consistent.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Young, healthy, new, fresh. The brain is working, things that were muddled come clear, everything falls into place, and everything seems to go your way.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Sun is ruled by the Sun, of course. This is the light that comes after the long dark night, Apollo to the Moon's Diana. A positive card, it promises you&amp;nbsp;your&amp;nbsp;day in the sun. Glory, gain, triumph, pleasure, truth, success. As the moon symbolized inspiration from the unconscious, from dreams, this card symbolizes discoveries made fully consciousness and wide awake. You have an understanding and enjoyment of science and math, beautifully constructed music, carefully reasoned philosophy. It is a card of intellect, clarity of mind, and feelings of youthful energy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-141541118039692552?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/141541118039692552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=141541118039692552' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/141541118039692552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/141541118039692552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-sun.html' title='Im the sun'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-8086481635359297666</id><published>2007-02-22T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T13:08:04.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>green lantern dats me</title><content type='html'>Your results:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;You are &lt;FONT SIZE=6&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=90&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 90%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Superman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=75&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 75%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=55&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 55%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Iron Man&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=55&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 55%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Supergirl&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=52&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 52%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Catwoman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 45%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Hulk&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=40&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 40%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=37&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 37%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Batman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=35&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 35%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Robin&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=34&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 34%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;The Flash&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=30&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 30%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Hot-headed.  You have strong &lt;BR&gt;will power and a good imagination.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/pics/lantern2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to take the Superhero Personality Test&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-8086481635359297666?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/8086481635359297666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=8086481635359297666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/8086481635359297666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/8086481635359297666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2007/02/green-lantern-dats-me.html' title='green lantern dats me'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-117159160373014288</id><published>2007-02-16T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T10:44:23.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally hes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2951/2423/1600/565237/DSC00314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2951/2423/320/440779/DSC00314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alhamdulilah, on the 02/02/07, my baby Che Zaim Aqeel ( hope the name remains hehehe) was born. I was estatic when i heard his first cry, i was witnessing the whole c- section operation. Yup i was shocked my self that i was brave enuff to watch the whole surgical operation. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wifey was on half body anesthetic, so shes awake albeit the numbness. I hold her hand throughout the initial stage but once the doctor said " Ok daddy, the baby is coming out" I let go wifey's hand and abruptly standing and focussing my digi camera to wifey's belly. I tell u guys its a miracle when they pull out the baby's body from me wifey's belly. It was like the most beautiful thing. The moment he was out from the wifey's belly, he cried so loud and at that moment i realised that im a daddy and this is it, I got to really buck up in every aspects of my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would like to thank my lovely wifey for bearing our baby boy for nine months and for delivering it safely. For that i love you so much sayang so much baby. Oppss sorry termushy mushy pulak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks to all of you for the flowers, cards, presents ( i need more presies please) and for coming to visit us in the hospital. Ill definitely will invite you guys for the baby's 'bercukur'. InsyaAllah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks guys and Alhamdulilah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-117159160373014288?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/117159160373014288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=117159160373014288' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/117159160373014288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/117159160373014288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2007/02/finally-hes.html' title='Finally hes'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-116461424031720864</id><published>2006-11-27T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T15:57:20.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak your mind sort of things</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It has been quite long since my last posting, the truth is i am not really good at inking my thoughts or opinions albeit god knows ive been thinking a lot. However im so envious of my friends who are so good at blogging, and on that reason alone, im forcing myself to at least try and write about something today just to be at par (hehehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How shall one begin, emmmmmm there are too many things happening currently. I have been fed with too many information that shock the hell out of me. I dont know how should i digest all these information; some good infos some not so good infos.  The problem with me is, I always try to be neutral in my eternal quest to be mr. nice guy. Issit good to be neutral at all times or i should retaliate and speak my mind sincerely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been battling with me own self on this question since forever. I would obviously prefer to do the latter but when the time comes, I choose to be reserve and neutral instead. Only in few occasions that ive exercised the latter and guess wut, I felt shitty and awful after the fact. Why am I like this and honestly im sick off my own cowardice.  I want to be respectable and acceptable for speaking my mind. Honestly im not trying to be the mr. popular or am i? Is popularity so important to me.?(Seriously I can’t really answer this question)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact I really need to find a definite answer on the above mentioned questions, its crucial for my future carrier growth. I am not really expecting any answers from you guys but just fell like writing wuts bugging me mind at this very moment.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Having said all the above, im looking forward for our next gyne check ups. So far the baby is progressing healthily and InsyaAllah by mid February next year, you  guys will be seeing the new addition to me family. Honestly im counting the days and I pray to Allah for everything to be fine. O Allah please bless me and beloved wifey with healthy baby and O Allah please let it be a normal delivery for my beloved wifey. O Allah thank you for all the blessings and all the good things that have happened to me, beloved wifey and family. Amin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-116461424031720864?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/116461424031720864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=116461424031720864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/116461424031720864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/116461424031720864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2006/11/speak-your-mind-sort-of-things.html' title='Speak your mind sort of things'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-116054986500587004</id><published>2006-10-11T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T14:57:45.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sincere thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It has been quite long since the last time i met this two friends of mine, suffice to name then Mr. D and Ms. R. We use to be so tight to the point of meeting and hanging out with each other on a daily basis. Yup one would wonder whether any one of us will eventually get bored and tired of this mutually agreed arrangement, but for me at least (m not sure abt the other two), i used to enjoy it and it is among the thing that im looking forward to. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its funny how i got all these memories flashing in me head (u know all the things that we used to do together hehehe). I really miss the DVD night (billy elliot so da bomb), the MTV music night (remember bucket of water, half cut coke bottle and the vegetable hehehe we had so much fun), the clubbing nite (Remember white room bangsar, m thank you for looking after us). We had so much fun and it is still fresh in my mind. Remember waddle "WDL". Obviously we had our fall out but somehow (I hope) we managed to settle things up. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things are quite different nowadays, all of us have our own thing and i must say among all of us,  im like the most unparticipative (if there is such word lah) person. Ms.R and Mr. D are both doing well professionally and I am not sure whether they still go out and hang out with each other on occasional basis. I do meet them on once in a blue moon basis (I know m a bit of HHTA hehe), even if we met the closeness will never be like it used to be. I understand people grow up and change and even to certain extent, i do believe that i have undergone few changes in me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just want to let you guys know that i treasure the memories that we had and hope we can be friends forever and hope we can still be close on some unidentified form even if its not physically. You guys do play an important role in my life and for everything that you guys have done for me, I would like to say thank you sincerely from my heart and wishing you guys the best ( I do acknowledge that I can be weird at times or most of the times hehehe). If possible and agreed by both of you, I would really like to make you guys the god parents to my kid.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-116054986500587004?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/116054986500587004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=116054986500587004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/116054986500587004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/116054986500587004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2006/10/sincere-thoughts.html' title='Sincere thoughts'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-115994163706675712</id><published>2006-10-04T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T14:00:37.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sucky sucky weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Guys m so not well today probs due to the weather. M so malas to go back home since ill be home alone (hala cam the movie). Dont u guys think the weather kindda suck big time. Now is the demam season and im in the statistics.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since m feeling like this today, I would like to ponder on a question. Will your boss like it,   if you  just stayed home and take mc or you come to office and halfway u go back since you cant do work anyway?  In your professional opinion wut would be the best case. M actually would use this as a basis to appraise me staff.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Latest information about me n me wifey n me baby, insyaAllah if everything goes well Ill be getting a baby boy. So far the baby develops normally and he is in a good condition. Cant wait for the baby to come out. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-115994163706675712?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/115994163706675712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=115994163706675712' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/115994163706675712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/115994163706675712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2006/10/sucky-sucky-weather.html' title='sucky sucky weather'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-115492202108839329</id><published>2006-08-07T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T11:40:21.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Saturday Miracle</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Last Saturday was our second check ups. We were quite anxious and nervous at the same time. It was you know the mix feelings sort of situation. When the nurse called us, we rushed to the Doc's room. For the first few minutes, it was the normal doctory talk and then came the interesting part the scanning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The miracle scanner I called it hehehe.I think it would not be too much if i say, it was among the best experience a person could ask for. There it was in my wife's tummy, a little thing called our miracle (Hala sorry guys a bit overwhelmed and still is). We can see the heart beat, the head and the hands pretty clearly. The legs and feet r forming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the cutest thing and god knows that i have to hold my tears  in front of the doc (Dont wanna tarnish me repo hehehe) . I cant really explain this, but its something like youve bought something really nice and really expensive and youve been eyeing for it for ages(Beamer or mulberry bag for some) and the feelings after that its wut im talking about but hey this thing its like gazillion times better. When the doc says " Alhamdulilah the baby is showing a normal growth" thats like a huge relief to both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God for the baby's health and " sempurna sifat"  and hope you guys could pray for me too ok. Ill show you the scanning pics or wuteva the medical term they use if i get the chance to. Till then( M still smiling thinking about the baby)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-115492202108839329?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/115492202108839329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=115492202108839329' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/115492202108839329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/115492202108839329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2006/08/saturday-miracle.html' title='The Saturday Miracle'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-115458343249551571</id><published>2006-08-03T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T14:15:10.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosh tot its gonna be damn easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Recently due to the restructuring of my company, I have been tasked to look into another scope. So i said fine its ok just do it why should we bicth about it ( partialy true hehehe). It turns out i have to report to a friend of mine whom used to be quite close to me. This friend of mine should we say Mr. X was closed to me since we were recruited by my company at the same time. Hes way my senior and i respect him just like a big brother.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;First i tot its gonna be simple but to my suprises reporting to a close friend its just plain awkward and 'me no like it'. How shud we demarcate between friendly banter or company's directive. Off late , he always assign me with tasks at the 11th hour. It makes me thinking that he is actually doing it on purpose and devising a plan to see my demise in this company. Am i overreacting or should i confront him and ask him for the brutal truth. I dont like the situation and its actually bugging' me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As im writing this, again got an e-mail from him and need something from me by this evening. WutafXXXX (pardon my expression). Wut say u guys. Should i or shouldnt i?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-115458343249551571?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/115458343249551571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=115458343249551571' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/115458343249551571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/115458343249551571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2006/08/gosh-tot-its-gonna-be-damn-easy.html' title='Gosh tot its gonna be damn easy'/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32098431.post-115457374631849597</id><published>2006-08-03T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T10:55:46.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Yup finally I have embolden myself to create my own blog. After making a lot of fuss about the title (which my friends would really know about it) i decided to settle in with this title. People would say wuteva, unoriginal but hey its my blog i cry if i want too ( m doing the submarine step in my rather big cubey hehehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i dont know how to begin and im not that good of a writer as compared to all my other friends. I am actually looking for some sort of direction or certain writing skills. Buy hey this is not a competition of Spelling B some sort, its about me writing about anything that i feel like sharing. So hey again, its my blog i write if i want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys will enjoy my story/views/ramblings / opinions and etc and please feel free to comment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32098431-115457374631849597?l=jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/feeds/115457374631849597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32098431&amp;postID=115457374631849597' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/115457374631849597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32098431/posts/default/115457374631849597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpingondbandwagon.blogspot.com/2006/08/yup-finally-i-have-embolden-myself-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jumpingondbandwagon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577583887587656694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
