<?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-7794641347337122174</id><updated>2011-09-21T12:44:28.496-07:00</updated><category term='holiday'/><category term='INTRODUCTION'/><title type='text'>GoDS ChiLd</title><subtitle type='html'>smile!!!! just to make others smile! =)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-1973216481392558512</id><published>2011-07-01T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T02:56:55.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>090p</title><content type='html'>giving reasons for every solution, &lt;br /&gt;running away  from the truth and being optimistic,&lt;br /&gt;not being there when they need u,&lt;br /&gt;knowing your own flaws yet nothing done,&lt;br /&gt;blames on me, for what again?&lt;br /&gt;oh i forgot,&lt;br /&gt;what a wonderful make up of a face called life,&lt;br /&gt;nothing literally means lies,&lt;br /&gt;something does'nt mean truth,&lt;br /&gt;am i attarcting this to myself?&lt;br /&gt;is it my fault that i tend to think and attract?&lt;br /&gt;what can u do when things happen in such and being possitive doesnt put a plus point to it?&lt;br /&gt;how can u answer me, when u don't even know what is the question?&lt;br /&gt;enough! thats all...not to say i can't take it but it just too bad i got used it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-1973216481392558512?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/1973216481392558512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2011/07/090p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/1973216481392558512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/1973216481392558512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2011/07/090p.html' title='090p'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-3879400677678734326</id><published>2011-06-19T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T02:44:43.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 regrets people have on their  Deatbeds!</title><content type='html'>Ms. Bronnie Ware has worked with the dying for many years. She recently detailed the top 5 regrets that people have on their deathbed &lt;br /&gt;While we are all bound to have some regrets in life, here are the top 5. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I wish I didn’t work so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I wish I’d had the courage to express my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.I wish that I had let myself be happier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-3879400677678734326?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/3879400677678734326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2011/06/5-regrets-people-have-on-their-deatbeds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/3879400677678734326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/3879400677678734326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2011/06/5-regrets-people-have-on-their-deatbeds.html' title='5 regrets people have on their  Deatbeds!'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-4982612850812864558</id><published>2011-06-18T23:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T23:26:57.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen for Love..=)</title><content type='html'>There are times when we are timid and shy about expressing the love we feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fear of embarrassing the other person, or ourselves, we hesitate to say the actual words "I love you." So we try to communicate the idea in other words. We say 'take care' or 'don't drive too fast' or 'be good.' But really, these are just other ways of saying 'I love you,' 'you are important to me,' 'I care what happens to you,' 'I don't want you to get hurt.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are sometimes very strange people. The only thing we want to say, and the one thing that we should say, is the one thing we don't say. And yet, because the feeling is so real, and the need to say it is so strong, we are driven to use other words and signs to say what we really mean. And many times the meaning never gets communicated at all and the other person is left feeling unloved and unwanted. Therefore, we have to LISTEN FOR LOVE in the words that people are saying to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the explicit words are necessary, but more often, the manner of saying things is even more important. A joyous insult carries more affection and love within the sentiments which are expressed sincerely. An impulsive hug says I LOVE YOU even though the words might be saying very different. Any expression of a person's concern for another says I love you. Sometimes the expression is clumsy, sometimes even cruel. Sometimes we must look and listen very intently for the love that contains. But it is often there, beneath the surface. A mother may nag her son constantly about his grades or cleaning his room. The son may hear only the nagging, but if he listens carefully, he will hear the love underneath the nagging. His mother wants him to do well, to be successful. Her concern and love for her son unfortunately emerge in her nagging. But it is love all the same. A daughter comes home way past her curfew, and her father confronts her with angry words. The daughter may hear only the anger, but if she listen carefully, she will hear the love under the anger. "I was worried about you," the father is saying. 'Because I care about you and I love you. You are important to me.' We say I love you in many ways - with birthday gifts, and little notes, with smiles and sometimes with tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we show our love by just keeping quiet and not saying a word, at other times by speaking out, even brusquely. We show our love sometimes by impulsiveness. Many times we have to show our love by forgiving someone who has not listened to the love we have tried to express. The problem in listening for love is that we don't always understand the language of love which the other person is using. A girl may use tears or emotions to say what she wants to say, and her boyfriend may not understand her because he expects her to be talking his language. Thus, we have to force ourselves to really listen for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with our world is that people rarely listen to each other. They hear the words, but they don't listen to the actions that accompany the words or the expression on the face. Or people listen only for rejection or misunderstanding. They do not see the love that is there just beneath the surface, even if the words are angry. We have to listen for love in those around us. If we listen intently we will discover that we are a lot more loved than we realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen for love and we will find that the world is a very loving place, after all. LOVE is a happy thing. It makes us laugh. It makes us sing. It makes us sad. It makes us cry. It makes us seek the reason why. It makes us take. It makes us give. Above all else it makes us LIVE. It is not the presence or absence of people that makes the difference because a person need not be lonely even if he is alone. Sometimes it is good to be alone. But that does not make us lonely. It is not a matter of being present WITH someone. It is a matter of being present TO someone. If you love someone, tell them. Always to say what you mean. Never be afraid to express yourself. Seize the day and have no regrets. The difference between expressing love and having regrets is that the regrets may stay around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-4982612850812864558?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/4982612850812864558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2011/06/listen-for-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/4982612850812864558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/4982612850812864558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2011/06/listen-for-love.html' title='Listen for Love..=)'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-2100170876306148663</id><published>2011-06-17T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T20:58:09.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Facts about Malaysia!...=)</title><content type='html'>1. Do u know that "TUN" is the most senior federal title and there can be no more than 25 living recipients at any one time. Thats’s great achievement Tun Mahathir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Malaysia has 65,877 km of highway. This is more than the Earth's circumference of 40,075 km. WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do u know that the spiritual pop group Raihan holds the record for the best-selling local album, 700,000 units of their Puji-Pujianalbum in 1996. Congratulation guys! I will always be ur fans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who said we don’t have Jewish grave here? Of coz we have. The country's only Jewish cemetery is in Penang, in Jalan Zainal Abidin, with 120 graves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do u know what is the best jet fighter in the world? Of coz la not Malaysia’s Sukhoi 30-MKM, but F-22 Raptor by Lockheed Martin! They are crazy men! Their jet not only can outfly and outrun any other plane in the world, this plane can do so while remaining virtually unseen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When u asked ‘mat saleh’ to comment about Malaysia, they will probably say this, “most of the coffees and teas are sweetened with TONS of sugar”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Never ask a Malaysian how is his business or studies. Standard response: OK la. Immediately, switch to u and asks " So, I see u put on weight. Goodlah u! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Malaysians only call themselves Malaysians when they are outside the country, otherwise they call themselves Chinese, Indians, Malays &amp; "dan lain-lain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The Kelantan Menteri Besar Tuan Guru Datuk Nik Abdul Aziz Nik Mat was ranked at 42 from 500 most influential muslims worldwide. He is the only Malaysian-Muslims listed in top 50, which means he is the MOST INFLUENTIAL MUSLIM IN MALAYSIA. Impressive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. We bought 12 Eurocopters for RM2.317 billion, while Brazil bought the same 50 units of Eurocopter, for US$1.2 billion (RM4.14 billion). U do the math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Malay people love to read Metro, Mastika, URTV, Mangga, while Non-Malays love to read The Edge, Personal Money, The Malaysian Reserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Proton is a national car company that we should protect and help them. That’s why here we have to pay RM 66,799.97 for Proton Waja, while at Saudi they can get Proton Waja for only RM35,673. We heart Proton!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Malaysian people are funny because we bought 2 submarines (Scorpene) for 3.4 billions ringgit, and it cannot even dive! But it’s okay, it can be turn to be ‘sampan’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Malay love to buy, Chinese love to sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Malaysian people are very kind where now everyone pun wants to become a beggar because it’s so easy to ask people for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx to UNIVERSAL blogger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-2100170876306148663?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/2100170876306148663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2011/06/fun-facts-about-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/2100170876306148663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/2100170876306148663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2011/06/fun-facts-about-malaysia.html' title='Fun Facts about Malaysia!...=)'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-2355161156139883305</id><published>2011-05-21T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T08:38:16.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A journey?</title><content type='html'>A journey started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a journey started years back for all the animals in the forest were happy with all they have got, it was'nt perfect but it was enough for everyone,&lt;br /&gt;a satisfactory life is always better than a perfect one as no one got it perfect anyway,&lt;br /&gt;as the lions had their food and the snakes had theirs, there was'nt a prey predator relationship, they shared friendship instead,&lt;br /&gt;can u assume lions and snakes are friends, even in a fictional story?&lt;br /&gt;a story begun and went on, many other characters came in and went out of the story, no one was perfectly permanent, each thought they were permanant but no one got it at the end!&lt;br /&gt;~sometimes out of frustration or legacy, u just want something to be permanent, unfortunately nothing remains permanent?!&lt;br /&gt;the lions thought they are the king but the deers thought so as well as they are not hunt by the lions,&lt;br /&gt;confusing?? yea mee too..=P&lt;br /&gt;assumption kills everyone, arrogance and the power to control never brings the best to anyone,&lt;br /&gt;there lived a rabbit that needed a companion, not realizing its in a forest, rabbit got a snake and a lion as its friends..&lt;br /&gt;friends, hard to define it becouse as time goes on u realize most just says it as one but doesnt mean it! but some does'nt say it often but means it hard!&lt;br /&gt;a parrot flew towards the rabbit and said as an advise to move away from the snake and the lion as they were planning to eat it up one day or another.&lt;br /&gt;rabbit thought to be like the parrot to be able to move freely and happily and meet new animals....&lt;br /&gt;listening to the advise of a parrot,it went against the lion and the snake....rabbit ran away deep into a forest and met more animals who are leaving by their own...&lt;br /&gt;parrot directed the rabbit to meet a crocodile.....&lt;br /&gt;poor rabbit thought the crocodile accepted it as a friend too as the lion and the snake did! as soon as the rabbit wished the crocodile...the crocodile snaped open and cought the rabbit's leg....parrot laughed at the rabbit asking,'what made u to trust me? the lion? the snake? and now the crocodile as a friend?' is it becouse the lion is the king? is it becouse I can fly? is it becouse the crocodile is big or is it becouse the snake is poisonous?...u did find a reason to be with us..did'nt u?&lt;br /&gt;reasons? assumptions? truth? false? real? fake? no one can actually define it..becouse we're all actors who are thought well to act!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-2355161156139883305?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/2355161156139883305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2011/05/journey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/2355161156139883305'/><link rel='self' 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much u gain,&lt;br /&gt;its more than the thought to atleast do something to the nation before u leave,&lt;br /&gt;nation does not mean the crowd u see, its at least to make a difference in the life of at least 1 person!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-348852222282231542?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/348852222282231542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/348852222282231542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/348852222282231542'/><link 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/&gt;sometimes things just don't go the way we want it, it sometimes never....&lt;br /&gt;does that mean, we are not gona continue our journey?&lt;br /&gt;never even a single person on earth had a life which went on his way! people may come up with thousands of theories to change ur life..but the only person who is capable of doing it is u....&lt;br /&gt;things change as the people do too...&lt;br /&gt;but that's not gona change for who u are cos at the end u decide to be who u are&lt;br /&gt;realize that there are many people around u to care and love you...to actually appreciate ur presence....but what is the reason for u to still hold on to that one person?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes u feel, u've done mistakes but u don't wana corect it as for a reason you don' want to lose some in ur life...&lt;br /&gt;if u fall once...u will rise stronger...&lt;br /&gt;no matter what happens,&lt;br /&gt;life still goes on, it ill never pause for you to take a secong look of what u have just done....when the time belongs to u, then u can have the whole world!&lt;br /&gt;its just that sometimes the little little things which appears nothing to some is magnified in the eyes of  the other person.....still&lt;br /&gt;one thing u should always do is SMILE!...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-8488712160684228326?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/8488712160684228326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2011/04/reasons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/8488712160684228326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-6850698228989797951</id><published>2011-04-12T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T08:32:48.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments oF lIFE</title><content type='html'>Here i am again to tell you that i've learned to embrace each moment of my life...&lt;br /&gt;basicly, i'm gona practise ignorance without forgetting how to smile...&lt;br /&gt;life is short,&lt;br /&gt;why do I wana think about the worst when i have lotza people around me...&lt;br /&gt;some days, some moments with some people,  really touches you soo deep that u will never wana leave the person in any condition..&lt;br /&gt;just a few words that showed the care!&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate and love the people around me but i'm just not good enough to show it...&lt;br /&gt;i can care for you...i can be there whenever u need...but what else?...&lt;br /&gt;not sure!&lt;br /&gt;i am really happy that i am trying to change myself to be less attached, allowing lesser things to get into me...&lt;br /&gt;I will find my way!&lt;br /&gt;but still its not gona change the fact for who I am...most probably I'm juzt gona start acting! &lt;br /&gt;interesting life...lets enjoy it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-6850698228989797951?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/6850698228989797951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2011/04/moments-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/6850698228989797951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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IF U READ tis..&lt;br /&gt;say hi to me tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-3143766202598498330?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/3143766202598498330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2011/03/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/3143766202598498330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/3143766202598498330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2011/03/hello.html' title='HELLO'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-2394776173385572625</id><published>2011-01-18T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T06:33:06.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thaipusam=Fun</title><content type='html'>juz love this day for lotza reasons!&lt;br /&gt;love the company, love the fun, love the food, love the 'lepaking' way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thaipusam is celebrated for lord murugan!...the god that showers his love for whoever that comes to him...n i love him juz as much...&lt;br /&gt;its an awesome day, &lt;br /&gt;getting together with few of my cousins,&lt;br /&gt;waitting in a long que for food,&lt;br /&gt;juz find any place to eat or bring back,share and eat with everyone...&lt;br /&gt;juz sit/stand to watch the kavadis n their dances...&lt;br /&gt;laughing atd "machafide" dance infront of the kavadis! lol...&lt;br /&gt;go back home and take  a nap n come back during night to watch the light kavadis near lahad road!..Ipoh Thaipusam is juz so cool..&lt;br /&gt;the little little things that actually makes ur day worthid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year...lets c how it goes?( without some of my cousin..arghh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-2394776173385572625?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/2394776173385572625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2011/01/thaipusamfun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/2394776173385572625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/2394776173385572625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2011/01/thaipusamfun.html' title='Thaipusam=Fun'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-1948306789942275231</id><published>2011-01-15T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T07:57:35.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a smile can do?</title><content type='html'>Some years ago, The New Yorker had an article about people who commit suicide by jumping off the Golden Gate Bridge. About every two weeks, someone jumps from the bridge. The article told of a victim’s psychiatrist who was going through the person’s apartment after he jumped. He found a hand-written note left on the man’s bureau. The note said, “I’m going to walk to the bridge. If one person smiles at me, I will not jump.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile always to avoid people commiting suicide!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-1948306789942275231?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/1948306789942275231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-smile-can-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/1948306789942275231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/1948306789942275231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-smile-can-do.html' title='what a smile can do?'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-2791479539631776830</id><published>2011-01-14T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T07:15:45.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year Folks!&lt;br /&gt;juz got the time to write back a few memories back on the wall of blogspot!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year was great!&lt;br /&gt;had an awesome New Year... with a bunch of friends, looking out from the 22nd floor, full of colourful bursting stars that lights up the dark sky now and than! &lt;br /&gt;wishes n calls from the loved ones putting in the confidence that this year will be a Great year n it is til now n it will be always!&lt;br /&gt;hugs from the closer ones giving u the fact that there will always be some1 around u in ur life no matter what!&lt;br /&gt;A Zapple drink replacing wine! but the cheers was for the best with only 3 wine classes n a few mugs! still it was juz us!&lt;br /&gt;New year marked the 1st day 0f 2011 n also hinting the remaining 2 days left to study for our EOS3!=S&lt;br /&gt;somehow...we got immune to exams i guess! &lt;br /&gt;camwhoring after the little party( only with zapple=P) to highlight the date which is 1/1/11....all in one i guess!&lt;br /&gt;it was a nsimple but nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-2791479539631776830?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/2791479539631776830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/2791479539631776830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/2791479539631776830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-again.html' title='New Year!'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-2037530628244054461</id><published>2010-12-23T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T10:29:16.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Merry Merry Christmasssss</title><content type='html'>a lovely Christmas wish to everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;..wohoohoho  Santa Clause is comin to town!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-2037530628244054461?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/2037530628244054461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-merry-merry-christmasssss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/2037530628244054461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/2037530628244054461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-merry-merry-christmasssss.html' title='Merry Merry Merry Christmasssss'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-3530980964546301799</id><published>2010-11-22T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T02:08:09.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends do make my world!</title><content type='html'>A friend is one of the nicest things you can have, and one of the best things you can be.  ~Douglas Pagels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship isn't a big thing - it's a million little things.  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A single rose can be my garden... a single friend, my world.  ~Leo Buscaglia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only your real friends will tell you when your face is dirty.  ~Sicilian Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The antidote for fifty enemies is one friend.  ~Aristotle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In everyone's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out.  It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being.  We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.  ~Albert Schweitzer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loyal friend laughs at your jokes when they're not so good, and sympathizes with your problems when they're not so bad.  ~Arnold H. Glasgow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend is the man who knows all about you, and still likes you.  ~Elbert Hubbard, The Notebook, 1927&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good friend is cheaper than therapy.  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a friend is in trouble, don't annoy him by asking if there is anything you can do.  Think up something appropriate and do it.  ~Edgar Watson Howe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most I can do for my friend is simply be his friend.  ~Henry David Thoreau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true friend never gets in your way unless you happen to be going down.  ~Arnold Glasow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;All losses are restored and sorrows end.&lt;br /&gt;~William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart.  ~Elisabeth Foley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.  ~William Blake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend is the only person you will let into the house when you are Turning Out Drawers.  ~Pam Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One's friends are that part of the human race with which one can be human.  ~George Santayana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend knows the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails.  ~Donna Roberts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had to sum up Friendship in one word, it would be Comfort.  ~Terri Guillemets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a man does not make new acquaintances as he advances through life, he will soon find himself alone.  A man should keep his friendships in constant repair.  ~Samuel Johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friendship comes when silence between two people is comfortable.  ~Dave Tyson Gentry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can always tell a real friend:  when you've made a fool of yourself he doesn't feel you've done a permanent job.  ~Laurence J. Peter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are those rare people who ask how you are and then wait for the answer.  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend is the one who comes in when the whole world has gone out.  ~Grace Pulpit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One doesn't know, till one is a bit at odds with the world, how much one's friends who believe in one rather generously, mean to one.  ~D.H. Lawrence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art.... It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things that give value to survival.  ~C.S. Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constant use will not wear ragged the fabric of friendship.  ~Dorothy Parker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends.  ~Virginia Woolf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are big ships and small ships.  But the best ship of all is friendship.  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best kind of friend is the one you could sit on a porch with, never saying a word, and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you've had.  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The language of friendship is not words but meanings.  ~Henry David Thoreau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true friend is one who thinks you are a good egg even if you are half-cracked.  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are kisses blown to us by angels.  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's important to our friends to believe that we are unreservedly frank with them, and important to the friendship that we are not.  ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1960&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter.  ~Marlene Dietrich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a friend of mind.  She gather me, man.  The pieces I am, she gather them and give them back to me in all the right order.  It's good, you know, when you got a woman who is a friend of your mind.  ~Toni Morrison, Beloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherish the friend who tells you a harsh truth, wanting ten times more to tell you a loving lie.  ~Robert Brault, www.robertbrault.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends can be said to "fall in like" with as profound a thud as romantic partners fall in love.  ~Letty Cottin Pogrebin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but heaven itself is better than a friend who is really a friend.  ~Plautus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If instead of a gem, or even a flower, we should cast the gift of a loving thought into the heart of a friend, that would be giving as the angels give.  ~George MacDonald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A real friend is someone who would feel loss if you jumped on a train, or in front of one.  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silences make the real conversations between friends.  Not the saying but the never needing to say is what counts.  ~Margaret Lee Runbeck, Answer Without Ceasing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like the wild-rose briar;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is like the holly-tree.&lt;br /&gt;The holly is dark when the rose briar blooms,&lt;br /&gt;But which will bloom most constantly?&lt;br /&gt;~Emily Brontë&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our most difficult task as a friend is to offer understanding when we don't understand.  ~Robert Brault, www.robertbrault.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend within the man is that part of him which belongs to you and opens to you a door which never, perhaps, is opened to another.  Such a friend is true, and all he says is true; and he loves you even if he hates you in other mansions of his heart.  ~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Wisdom of the Sands, translated from French by Stuart Gilbert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not enemies, but friends.  We must not be enemies.  Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection.  The mystic cords of memory will swell when again touched as surely they will be by the better angels of our nature.  ~Abraham Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we are [friends] and I do like to pass the day with you in serious and inconsequential chatter.  I wouldn't mind washing up beside you, dusting beside you, reading the back half of the paper while you read the front.  We are friends and I would miss you, do miss you and think of you very often.  I don't want to lose this happy space where I have found someone who is smart and easy and doesn't bother to check her diary when we arrange to meet.  ~Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body, 1992&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a long time to grow an old friend.  ~John Leonard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He who has a thousand friends has not a friend to spare, and he who has one enemy will meet him everywhere.  ~Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friends stab you in the front.  ~Oscar Wilde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangers are just friends waiting to happen.  ~Rod McKuen, Looking for a Friend  (Thank you, Carolyn.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not so much our friends' help that helps us, as the confidence of their help.  ~Epicurus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand.  The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.  ~Henri Nouwen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before borrowing money from a friend, decide which you need most.  ~American Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship.  ~William Blake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tender friendships one gives up, on parting, leave their bite on the heart, but also a curious feeling of a treasure somewhere buried.  ~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Southern Mail, 1929, translated from French by Curtis Cate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true friend reaches for your hand and touches your heart.  ~Attributed to Heather Pryor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is a sheltering tree.  ~Samuel Taylor Coleridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are keenly aware of the faults of our friends, but if they like us enough it doesn't matter.  ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1960&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear makes strangers of people who would be friends.  ~Shirley Maclaine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do we ask of friendship except to be taken for what we pretend to be - and without having to pretend.  ~Robert Brault, www.robertbrault.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is Love, without his wings.  ~Lord Byron, L'Amitié est l'Amour sans Ailes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh! the blessing it is to have a friend to whom one can speak fearlessly on any subject; with whom one's deepest as well as one's most foolish thoughts come out simply and safely.  Oh, the comfort - the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person - having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together; certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then with the breath of kindness blow the rest away.  ~Dinah Craik, A Life for a Life, 1859&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true friend unbosoms freely, advises justly, assists readily, adventures boldly, takes all patiently, defends courageously, and continues a friend unchangeably.  ~William Penn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But friendship is precious, not only in the shade, but in the sunshine of life, and thanks to a benevolent arrangement the greater part of life is sunshine.  ~Thomas Jefferson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good friend is a connection to life - a tie to the past, a road to the future, the key to sanity in a totally insane world.  ~Lois Wyse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best time to make friends is before you need them.  ~Ethel Barrymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always felt that the great high privilege, relief and comfort of friendship was that one had to explain nothing.  ~Katherine Mansfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend can tell you things you don't want to tell yourself.  ~Frances Ward Weller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is magic in long-distance friendships.  They let you relate to other human beings in a way that goes beyond being physically together and is often more profound.  ~Diana Cortes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're alone, I'll be your shadow.  If you want to cry, I'll be your shoulder.  If you want a hug, I'll be your pillow.  If you need to be happy, I'll be your smile.  But anytime you need a friend, I'll just be me.  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend accepts us as we are yet helps us to be what we should.  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend who holds your hand and says the wrong thing is made of dearer stuff than the one who stays away.  ~Barbara Kingsolver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably no man ever had a friend that he did not dislike a little.  ~E.W. Howe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person, however dear and beloved, but an expansion, an interpretation, of one's self, the very meaning of one's soul.  ~Edith Wharton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I value the friend who for me finds time on his calendar, but I cherish the friend who for me does not consult his calendar.  ~Robert Brault, www.robertbrault.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tis a great confidence in a friend to tell him your faults; greater to tell him his.  ~Benjamin Franklin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best rule of friendship is to keep your heart a little softer than your head.  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's very painful for you to criticize your friends - you're safe in doing it.  But if you take the slightest pleasure in it, that's the time to hold your tongue.  ~Alice Duer Miller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive.  ~Anäis Nin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are relatives you make for yourself.  ~Eustache Deschamps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a person has held close, throughout their entire lives, two friends that always remained strange to one another, because one of them attracted by virtue of similarity, the other by difference.  ~Emil Ludwig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them.  ~Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wearing any mask we are conscious of, we have a special face for each friend.  ~Oliver Wendell Holmes, Journals, 1843&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, how good it feels!  The hand of an old friend.  ~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mighty proud I am that I am able to have a spare bed for my friends.  ~Samuel Pepys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man's growth is seen in the successive choirs of his friends.  ~Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold a true friend with both your hands.  ~Nigerian Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes'm, old friends is always best, 'less you can catch a new one that's fit to make an old one out of.  ~Sarah Orne Jewett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lay it down as a fact that if all men knew what others say of them, there would not be four friends in the world.  ~Blaise Pascal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is Love with jewels on, but without either flowers or veil.  ~Augustus William Hare and Julius Charles Hare, Guesses at Truth, by Two Brothers, 1827&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there is nothing so well worth having as friends, never lose a chance to make them.  ~Francesco Guicciardini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way to mend a broken heart is time and girlfriends.  ~Gwyneth Paltrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is one mind in two bodies.  ~Menclus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship needs no words - it is solitude delivered from the anguish of loneliness.  ~Dag Hammarskjold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a friend?  A single soul dwelling in two bodies.  ~Aristotle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have friends in overalls whose friendship I would not swap for the favor of the kings of the world.  ~Thomas A. Edison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men kick friendship around like a football, but it doesn't seem to crack.  Women treat it like glass and it goes to pieces.  ~Anne Morrow Lindbergh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.  ~Plutarch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The essence of true friendship is to make allowance for another's little lapses.  ~David Storey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not keep on with a mockery of friendship after the substance is gone - but part, while you can part friends.  Bury the carcass of friendship:  it is not worth embalming.  ~William Hazlitt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my friend, I find a second self.  ~Isabel Norton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere.  Before him I may think aloud.  I am arrived at last in the presence of a man so real and equal, that I may drop even those undermost garments of dissimulation, courtesy, and second thought, which men never put off, and may deal with him with the simplicity and wholeness with which one chemical atom meets another.  ~Ralph Waldo Emerson &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words doesnt describe how much i care, the same words cant describe how much i worry when u guys are sad n the same words isnt enough to show how much u guys mean to me in my life...janeni nadarajah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-3530980964546301799?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/3530980964546301799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2010/11/friends-do-make-my-world.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/3530980964546301799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/3530980964546301799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2010/11/friends-do-make-my-world.html' title='Friends do make my world!'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-1568826994078136133</id><published>2010-09-24T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T20:23:42.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TEAcup Pigs....</title><content type='html'>what do u think  when i say pigs? eww disgusting ryte?&lt;br /&gt;but beyond this disgusting part that we see thru our eyes,there lies a little cuteness in them...Teacup Pigs...this little pigs are just so adorable..their little movements wil create laughter n joy....&lt;br /&gt;their tiny tail that moves juzt like a dogs tail when its happy, their sharp little nose that sniffs evrything around them...&lt;br /&gt;their *hairy* fur....aint they cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q2FUsP6hxL0&amp;feature=related&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-1568826994078136133?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/1568826994078136133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2010/09/teacup-pigs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/1568826994078136133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/1568826994078136133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2010/09/teacup-pigs.html' title='TEAcup Pigs....'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-2832123348036870914</id><published>2010-07-17T19:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T19:46:40.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CarNiVAl!!</title><content type='html'>CARNIVAL FOR CHARITY!!&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME DAY-17TH OF JULY 2010&lt;br /&gt;BUKIT JALIL CAR PARK A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ATE, WE HAD LOTSA FUN! ALTHOUGH it was freaking hot n we were drained out by the end of 1st hour! &lt;br /&gt;burger!&lt;br /&gt;cup cakes for the couple&lt;br /&gt;currypuff&lt;br /&gt;briyani spain&lt;br /&gt;pizza&lt;br /&gt;sateh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx to SCHASHA, TONY N JAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS always nice when u have some1 to share with!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-2832123348036870914?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/2832123348036870914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2010/07/carnival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/2832123348036870914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/2832123348036870914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2010/07/carnival.html' title='CarNiVAl!!'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-7561403289864123323</id><published>2010-05-25T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T05:00:14.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its juz something which is gona be fine!!</title><content type='html'>TWO days left for  Results to be out....&lt;br /&gt;We have tried our best...&lt;br /&gt;We did our best...&lt;br /&gt;We didnt copy neither cheat..&lt;br /&gt;SO I decided to leave the whole thing to a person who could even change it at the end...the *decider* of everything...&lt;br /&gt;Besides that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...let me think wats up...&lt;br /&gt;oww...Vanu is planning for a island trp..hopefully it works out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-7561403289864123323?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/7561403289864123323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-juz-something-which-is-gona-be-fine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/7561403289864123323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/7561403289864123323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-juz-something-which-is-gona-be-fine.html' title='Its juz something which is gona be fine!!'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-552442137844558019</id><published>2010-03-05T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T20:31:26.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE goes on</title><content type='html'>Time passes so fast that even a second is not in mind. life have brought me up from the past to the present and have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;changed&lt;/span&gt; me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;a lotz...&lt;/span&gt;time has the power to heal and change everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IMU&lt;/span&gt; with a life of a medical student, doing my 2nd semester. ist &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; great, but its something which is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;gonna&lt;/span&gt; give me a satisfaction in the future...wow...u r a medical student!!! these sentence juz&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;pops out of some peoples mouths, 1 thing i am really sure deep in my heart and soul is, being a medical student &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;untill&lt;/span&gt; I succeed my first service to the community...&lt;br /&gt;There is always a voice in my heart that whispers me to go and serve the beings in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt; is a journey not a destination, a journey which have been painted with sorrows and joys..&lt;br /&gt;I learnt sorrows are part of our life, although its kinda unfair for the amount different people have it.....nothing is fair in love and war....its the total truth for love and war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Its&lt;/span&gt; never easy for a person to understand another, same goes to me..one and only person that have understood me till this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;moment&lt;/span&gt; of my life is only the God....&lt;br /&gt;i owe my whole life for him, for giving me all his love and love and love.....&lt;br /&gt;Things happen, and it happened.....&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all that matters&lt;br /&gt;I still have the power over the future....the lessons i learnt from the past are my bricks for my future.....the failure of the past is the pillar for my success in the future...&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the bruises i got from the past,even the scars means a lot to me.....&lt;br /&gt;kind hearts most of the time ends up to be a shrunken heart......&lt;br /&gt;God,&lt;br /&gt;u are the one and only one, that knows how much i have gone through in the journey of my life&lt;br /&gt;be with me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt; second of my life....&lt;br /&gt;life itself means a lot, if u r there......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-552442137844558019?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/552442137844558019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-passes-so-fast-that-even-split.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/552442137844558019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/552442137844558019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-passes-so-fast-that-even-split.html' title='LIFE goes on'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-9187078877456030911</id><published>2009-07-19T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T08:42:03.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;emm&lt;/span&gt;.....although time passes, but i dun feel like i have done something worth it 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt; holiday,...even any holiday..but this holiday was better as i went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sarawak&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;melaka&lt;/span&gt;...nice..&lt;br /&gt;BUT.. I M doing nothing after that..except for the journey to KL-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;duta&lt;/span&gt;- BACK to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;KK&lt;/span&gt;...its no fun!!!!&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to do something, but what??? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;juz&lt;/span&gt; b on the sea for a few days than get into an island....waaa..that will be awesome. Life is fun!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LIfe&lt;/span&gt; is really  something to be enjoyed..but Parents working, taking care of the dog, taking my driving license, no nice place in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;kk&lt;/span&gt; even a cinema. most of my friends in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;kk&lt;/span&gt; went off studying..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;heyyy&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;emmm&lt;/span&gt;....eating, sleeping, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;onlining&lt;/span&gt;, reading, watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;-the only things i choose to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;evryday&lt;/span&gt;....most of the time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;juz&lt;/span&gt; having flashback over things that happened in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;te&lt;/span&gt; past n how nice were the days...in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;tadika&lt;/span&gt;...although slight mistakes took place--like my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;fren&lt;/span&gt; locked me up in the toilet n threatened me..lol..another friend who tore my colouring book...always cried for my mother..got 1st in the class but dunno &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; it meant...getting a birthday cake every year..another friend asking her sister if she owns the whole school????....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;graping&lt;/span&gt; a plant from a friend n plant it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of the church....the father was so nice..he gave us a lot of things to eat..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;sukan&lt;/span&gt;...playing with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Plasticine&lt;/span&gt;..running with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;fren&lt;/span&gt;, c who reach home 1st...ridding a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;bicycle&lt;/span&gt; tied to another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;bicycle&lt;/span&gt;..a lot of sweet memories of the past..n 1&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;ce&lt;/span&gt; i thought that god will send me to heaven if i give him a golden ring...haha..that was when i was 6 o 7..n now i realised..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;evrything&lt;/span&gt; that u have in excess is to b shared not to be enjoyed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;juz&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;urself&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; r leaving at a condition 10 times worst than us..when u share one..u lose 1 but they gain 1, u drop 1 coin which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; really mean but some1 has rose by 1 coin which makes their life better..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;....this is not my part over here&lt;br /&gt;but i did something for this holiday also&lt;br /&gt;i read 40 verses of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;bagavad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;gita&lt;/span&gt; from the 1st chapter..can i finish all the 18 chapters..phew!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i m reading THE SECRET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Reading&lt;/span&gt; true &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Singapore's&lt;/span&gt; ghost stories-15&lt;br /&gt;reading the children version bible&lt;br /&gt;i m &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;writting&lt;/span&gt; my blog over here.&lt;br /&gt;have to give back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;annes&lt;/span&gt; book&lt;br /&gt;but HOW?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-9187078877456030911?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/9187078877456030911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2009/07/really-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/9187078877456030911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/9187078877456030911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2009/07/really-bored.html' title='Really bored'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-3597612758499428857</id><published>2009-07-17T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T08:05:16.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SANDRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             ENJOY UR DAY&lt;br /&gt;                                                GOD BLESS U &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-3597612758499428857?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/3597612758499428857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/3597612758499428857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/3597612758499428857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-8277050239224954993</id><published>2009-07-15T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:04:22.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mysterious Figure seen In KL</title><content type='html'>wow...I really want to know what is this thing.. a lof of heads, 12 feet...the heads TALKS to each other but sadly tey speak a language that no 1 could understand, yeah, of course!!! they r not us, how could tey speak?? English O Malay juz bcos they stay in malaysia??? ...but according to the source, this figure is said to be friendly..FRIENDLY...emm...lets see what happens..mayb they can give a lot of answers n questions but they cant understand our language n neither can us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-8277050239224954993?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/8277050239224954993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2009/07/mysterious-figure-seen-in-kl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/8277050239224954993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/8277050239224954993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2009/07/mysterious-figure-seen-in-kl.html' title='Mysterious Figure seen In KL'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-2989443900270378493</id><published>2009-07-14T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:21:46.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock n Roll</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sounds&lt;/span&gt; nice right.... yeah..these is the kind of song which teenagers love to listen but BEWARE..since i m so&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; free...i read a short story which i dunno &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wheter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; its a fiction o non fiction..that Satanism began to play a huge part in rock musics..starting 1970s..rock n roll have started since 1940 but i m not sure bout those years till 1970s..there were a lot of examples given here that i can say but i dun think its so important..but if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; interested, i can borrow u the article..one of it, is the song Hotel California by the Eagles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotel California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i have any wrong facts here,please tell me..if u have a look at the album jacket,its said that u can see Anton La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Vey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;founder&lt;/span&gt; of Church of Satan in 1 of the window.. the Hotel California actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;refers&lt;/span&gt; to the Church Of Satan..actually, when these song was released, there was no hotel o motel named  but later on after the song was popular these motels were set up..some resources says that the church of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Satan&lt;/span&gt; is later converted to a Hotel n located at the California street..these is according to the book i read( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TSGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 15)..such a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;coincidence&lt;/span&gt; right?? but some urban legends says that it was a church praising Satanic activities , Lucifer by precise..i m not sure but u can check it out..n when u do back masking of some of the rock songs..u can hear a totally different lyrics &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;juz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like 1 of my friend said..1 of it is Hotel California song which sounds like a devil crying when back masking is done..n a stanza which goes " Satan he hears this. He had me believe..." some kind like that la...so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;be careful&lt;/span&gt; to what u listen n actually this kinda thing can seep into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;unconsious&lt;/span&gt; mind n change..u..its quite a scary song, if u try to understand the lyrics, said so..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-2989443900270378493?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/2989443900270378493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2009/07/rock-n-roll.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/2989443900270378493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/2989443900270378493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2009/07/rock-n-roll.html' title='Rock n Roll'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-1418386130947912914</id><published>2009-07-07T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T07:54:49.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Improvement | Think You Can</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ithinketh.com/self_improvement_articles/think_you_can.htm"&gt;Self Improvement | Think You Can&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared via &lt;a href="http://addthis.com"&gt;AddThis&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/7794641347337122174-1418386130947912914?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/1418386130947912914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2009/07/self-improvement-think-you-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/1418386130947912914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/1418386130947912914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2009/07/self-improvement-think-you-can.html' title='Self Improvement | Think You Can'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-7945495385690893564</id><published>2009-07-03T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T07:48:42.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blind men and the elephant ( juz copy n pasted..)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;The Blind Men and the Elephanta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;by John Godfrey Saxe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was six men of Indostan&lt;br /&gt;To learning much inclined,&lt;br /&gt;Who went to see the Elephant&lt;br /&gt;(Though all of them were blind),&lt;br /&gt;That each by observationMight satisfy his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First approached the Elephant,&lt;br /&gt;And happening to fall&lt;br /&gt;Against his broad and sturdy side,&lt;br /&gt;At once began to bawl:&lt;br /&gt;"God bless me! but the Elephant&lt;br /&gt;Is very like a wall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The Second, feeling of the tusk,Cried, "Ho! what have we here&lt;br /&gt;So very round and smooth and sharp?&lt;br /&gt;To me 'tis mighty clear&lt;br /&gt;This wonder of an Elephant&lt;br /&gt;Is very like a spear!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Third approached the animal,&lt;br /&gt;And happening to take&lt;br /&gt;The squirming trunk within his hands,&lt;br /&gt;Thus boldly up and spake:"I see," quoth he,&lt;br /&gt;"the Elephant&lt;br /&gt;Is very like a snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Fourth reached out his eager hand,&lt;br /&gt;And felt about the knee.&lt;br /&gt;"What most this wondrous beast is like&lt;br /&gt;Is mighty plain,' quoth he;&lt;br /&gt;"'Tis clear enough the Elephant&lt;br /&gt;Is very like a tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Fifth who chanced to touch the ear,&lt;br /&gt;Said: "E'en the blindest man&lt;br /&gt;Can tell what this resembles most:&lt;br /&gt;Deny the fact who can,&lt;br /&gt;This marvel of an Elephant&lt;br /&gt;Is very like a fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Sixth no sooner had begun&lt;br /&gt;About the beast to grope,&lt;br /&gt;Than, seizing on the swinging tail&lt;br /&gt;That fell within his scope,"I see," quoth he,&lt;br /&gt;"the Elephant&lt;br /&gt;Is very like a rope!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so these men of Indostan&lt;br /&gt;Disputed loud and long,&lt;br /&gt;Each in his own opinion&lt;br /&gt;Exceeding stiff and strong,&lt;br /&gt;Though each was partly in the right,&lt;br /&gt;And all were in the wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, oft in theologic wars,&lt;br /&gt;The disputants,&lt;br /&gt;I ween,Rail on in utter ignorance&lt;br /&gt;Of what each other mean,&lt;br /&gt;And prate about an Elephant&lt;br /&gt;Not one of them has seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddhism: Udana 68-69&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A number of disciples went to the Buddha and said, "Sir, there are living here in Savatthi many wandering hermits and scholars who indulge in constant dispute, some saying that the world is infinite and eternal and others that it is finite and not eternal, some saying that the soul dies with the body and others that it lives on forever, and so forth. What, Sir, would you say concerning them?" The Buddha answered, "Once upon a time there was a certain raja who called to his servant and said, 'Come, good fellow, go and gather together in one place all the men of Savatthi who were born blind... and show them an elephant.' 'Very good, sire,' replied the servant, and he did as he was told. He said to the blind men assembled there, 'Here is an elephant,' and to one man he presented the head of the elephant, to another its ears, to another a tusk, to another the trunk, the foot, back, tail, and tuft of the tail, saying to each one that that was the elephant."When the blind men had felt the elephant, the raja went to each of them and said to each, 'Well, blind man, have you seen the elephant? Tell me, what sort of thing is an elephant?'"Thereupon the men who were presented with the head answered, 'Sire, an elephant is like a pot.' And the men who had observed the ear replied, 'An elephant is like a winnowing basket.' Those who had been presented with a tusk said it was a ploughshare. Those who knew only the trunk said it was a plough; others said the body was a grainery; the foot, a pillar; the back, a mortar; the tail, a pestle, the tuft of the tail, a brush."Then they began to quarrel, shouting, 'Yes it is!' 'No, it is not!' 'An elephant is not that!' 'Yes, it's like that!' and so on, till they came to blows over the matter."Brethren, the raja was delighted with the scene."Just so are these preachers and scholars holding various views blind and unseeing.... In their ignorance they are by nature quarrelsome, wrangling, and disputatious, each maintaining reality is thus and thus."Then the Exalted One rendered this meaning by uttering this verse of uplift,O how they cling and wrangle, some who claimFor preacher and monk the honored name!For, quarreling, each to his view they cling.Such folk see only one side of a thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-7945495385690893564?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/7945495385690893564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2009/07/blind-men-and-elephant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>.....what goes around comes around...something that i believe..when we tend do bad things ...we have to suffer for what we have done, when we do good things .we are always blessed. if there were people out there talking bad about u..o hates u..it doesn matter..bcos remember that the god is looking at evrything we are doing..take it easy..n dont try to take revenge on the person, but try to help o give him/her the good things...c there is a difference between u n him/her...love the person that hates u..its really hard to practically do this but remember god is in our heart always, giving us the best things he can gve us..he gave us evrything...and also the ability to love evryone...hatred is difficult to b avoided but its something which can be reduced...hating others will never give us anything except cousing others to be in discomfort..or hurting the person..lets live our life to the fullest, giving our self the best moments, sad o happiness ..its part of our life..juz like angel and devil exist..night and day exist..good or bad..we choose to be for what we are..evrything is in our hand..how u behave..its easy to say all these things but when it comes to real life..its difficult to make it real..but we can try to make a change..choose to be for who u are.. .ermmm as usual&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-595312155336201832?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/595312155336201832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-is-fair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/595312155336201832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/595312155336201832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-is-fair.html' title='LIfe IS.......'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-1032041139546631893</id><published>2009-06-27T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T20:44:31.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;days passes  as fast as the lighning, and every moment of our life is juz like the thunder that strikes with the lightning, once we missed it we will never get it back  n those moments are juz memories of our life, at one point when we look back at the moments we tend to laugh at our ownself...in my life my memories of my past will always be fresh in my mind and my heart..i cant forget even one of it and most of the memories are cool..the weird part that spoils the whole thing is when its followed by an unexpected sad tragedy which mess up with the happy moments, juz like positive times negative is equal negative..hahah...but each of them tought me  somethung in someway..good or bad..life is aint fair..i try my best to accept the truth that sadness and happiness are part of&lt;img class="gl_spell" border="0" alt="Check Spelling" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt; our life..juz like food taste sucks if its only sweet..sour n saltiness is a need to. i have completed my a levels..those days were my best long term memories of all..i got good friends such as sonia, vanu, marcus n ean..these people have helped me a lot in many ways..mainly they have helped me in my studies..they listened to what i said..rather then saying shut up..lol..juz joking..thank you..thanks a lot..i learnt a lot. thank you vanu for being there when i needed help in my studies. thanx sonia..will never forget u as my friend who was with me throughout a levels, from the first day till the last..lol. and sorry marcus if i have irritated u too much. and i realized i did irritate you n thanx for getting bck my cap..lol...its juz that sometimes i dun understand what ppl r trying to say..if i understand also i juz shut my mouth bcouse i m not sure what tey r trying to say..o juz make dunno because it hurts..haha..what i am is what i am...think good,do good, be good,act good..and oh yeah .. Miriam and zhen..thank you miriam..i remember still that i cant make it to the pinnacles but u n zhen gave me the confidence that i can make but only worked for a short distance thou bcouse i din want u guys  to b late bcouse of me lol. although its a small thing but its something that i should thank you n zhen..ariose and thanx for bringing me to the fun fair...yahooo...i enjoyed my a levelz, melaka trip n also the sarawak trip..vanu!!!u should enjoy ur india trip as well.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-1032041139546631893?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/1032041139546631893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2009/06/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/1032041139546631893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/1032041139546631893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2009/06/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-9145797570450792016</id><published>2009-06-26T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:28:10.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>AWESOME SARAWAK TRIP...16TH JUNE 2009-23TH JUNE 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The group in Mulu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/SkW6N7VO7CI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Mzg6t-anZpY/s1600-h/DSCN1280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351888480627518498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/SkW6N7VO7CI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Mzg6t-anZpY/s320/DSCN1280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/SkW6Nj2E9oI/AAAAAAAAABI/H0AQiuzO4Yg/s1600-h/DSCN1278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351888474322826882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/SkW6Nj2E9oI/AAAAAAAAABI/H0AQiuzO4Yg/s320/DSCN1278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vanu and Miriam in the plane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/SkW6NSN4X5I/AAAAAAAAABA/MPbIkRVfeck/s1600-h/DSCN1269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351888469590826898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/SkW6NSN4X5I/AAAAAAAAABA/MPbIkRVfeck/s320/DSCN1269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what happens when a flight is delayed???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here i come AGAIN.....RECENTLY I went for 1 week trip to Sarawak. it was really an awesome trip...i knew more bout my friends..n.. got to know more friends. I realized everyday is a new day in our life. it was really a fun n funny trip...with vanu as the golden child, Sonia the boss for our trip ..Marcus the food owner. Miriam, a girl that does not give up in her sleep...Zhen...the walking calculator, Andrew thuan the grandfather...this is my second trip after the trip to melaka with my classmates...actually there is a lot of things that i can say bout the trip...but let me shorten it. the...things that i cant forget....the first day we arrived, we did our shopping for the nex day trip to mulu..bought a kite… went to the beach, 7 of us played the kite by the sea side, had a good seafood dinner. wait!!!! some of my friends will be wondering what i ate, since i WAS a vegetarian, friends ,I m not a vegetarian anymore !!!!!..lol ..I can eat everything that’s alive o dead..yeah the next day we got prepared for our mulu trip, which was on the 17th JUN sonia's mum send us to the airport, she was really a nice person, thanks to her for allowing us, the monkeys from semenanjung to stay in her house. Our flight was delayed for nearly 2 hours.. but the best part was we got free food...we got into the plane and arrived at Mulu in nearly 20 minutes time, we enjoyed each second in Sarawak and all of them are our memories now..without missing even one of the second..haha...the sad part in the mulu trip was i cant climb the pinnacles..my stamina was not up to that level yet and the minor reason was my shoes betrayed me..so i take this as my challenge to do continuous exercise now onwards and make sure i climb the pinnacles the next time i m in mulu..whatever happens this is my challenge to myself and i accept the challenge..once i fall..i will make sure i rise the next time. This should be the last thing i quit. But, i am happy that all of my other friends made it to the pinnacles..according to them its really a tough and tiring task..but they achieved it..congratz friends..that's the way. ermmm to be continued&lt;/div&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/7794641347337122174-9145797570450792016?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/9145797570450792016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2009/06/here-i-come-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/9145797570450792016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/9145797570450792016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2009/06/here-i-come-again.html' title='AWESOME SARAWAK TRIP...16TH JUNE 2009-23TH JUNE 2009'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/SkW6N7VO7CI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Mzg6t-anZpY/s72-c/DSCN1280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794641347337122174.post-1597061169466711142</id><published>2009-06-26T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T07:33:34.994-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INTRODUCTION'/><title type='text'>I AM JANENI.....juz a normal girl</title><content type='html'>HI... to the humans viewing my profile here...i am quite new to this kinda thing...so any mistake do not hesitate to correct me...we learn from mistake...which makes us a better person...anyway...this is my first post.lol..i have no idea what to write about..so i am juz buzzing around like a bee..bees r irritating plus annoying...but i am not that bad..so dun worry..i have few principes that i dun give up in my life..although i do go against sometimes..life is fun n happy if u could share anything u have with another person....i prefer to take the pain couse i m not sure if u can take it...life is fair..what goes around comes around..so dun worry...think good..do good...be good..act good..thats my main formula...leave evrything else to the god...do ur best..n be the best....love evryone..no descrimination...if i feel that ur not happy with me..i will always try to make myself away from you bcouse i am happy as long as ur happy...do my best to help others...aiming to help people in india n africa...will always try to help others...sometimes i dunno wheter i am doing the right thing o not.....so i have difficulty in deciding...sometimes confused over how humans behave...end up ...i am damn blurrrrrr..lol..juz joking..loves..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794641347337122174-1597061169466711142?l=jannenigurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/feeds/1597061169466711142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/1597061169466711142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794641347337122174/posts/default/1597061169466711142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jannenigurl.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi.html' title='I AM JANENI.....juz a normal girl'/><author><name>GoDs CHild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516903870290868280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qXkhyGx6Ww/S5HhhW7sOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/qm5sm56nXjE/S220/n1268116296_4737.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
