<?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-7876346609842256927</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:02:35.929+09:00</updated><category term='experience'/><category term='frustration'/><category term='work'/><category term='food'/><category term='festival'/><category term='hope'/><title type='text'>Anak Jin</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>anak jin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11723237932958081997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876346609842256927.post-4389899353567473698</id><published>2007-10-04T04:38:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T04:57:07.707+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>finger licking good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RwPxV0D2PTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/toKntCQK4Y4/s1600-h/DSC00019a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117198958677343538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RwPxV0D2PTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/toKntCQK4Y4/s320/DSC00019a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i should have written this a month ago..but time management is out. imagine after 10 months off duty and now being a wife, mom, friends, sis and worker again...i'm really me now..yeeeehaaa..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the day i arrived in klia, my sisters were waiting for me with a bouquet of flowers..very thoughtful of them..i couldn't hold back my tears of joy seeing my loved ones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mr h: jija nak makan apa?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: within split seconds (dalam kapal terbang tadi dah terbayang dah nak makan apa..hihihihi)...i reply satay..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mrh: ok..we go to the best satay place in malaysia..sate kajang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: ling..u memang understandingla...hihihihi..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117200534930341186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RwPyxkD2PUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/yW8fnWUczZk/s320/DSC00025a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876346609842256927-4389899353567473698?l=anak-jin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/feeds/4389899353567473698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7876346609842256927&amp;postID=4389899353567473698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default/4389899353567473698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default/4389899353567473698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/2007/10/finger-licking-good.html' title='finger licking good'/><author><name>anak jin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11723237932958081997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RwPxV0D2PTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/toKntCQK4Y4/s72-c/DSC00019a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876346609842256927.post-3807940564189305710</id><published>2007-09-23T10:55:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T04:38:05.473+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>i'm back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wow..been so long since i was here..the first thing i did after all the first things first was to go to tmnet to transfer the streamyx line to our new house..that was almost 2 weeks ago..after waiting for a long and lousy service there (in Kajang branch) we were told that our internet line will be working in 1 week! imagine? but we stay patient and waited...after 1 week, nothing happened..mr. hubby lodge a complaint report..even tmnet customer service could not do anything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mr h: saya dah buat permohonan untuk transfer line streamyx ke alamat baru tapi masih tiada line&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tmnet officer: saya dah tengok kes encik. memang tmnet kajang tak buat apa2 tindakan lagi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mr h: omg..jadi labu peramla application aku tu (dalam hati la...)..habis tu camana encik?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tmnet officer: encik pergi ke cawangan tmnet lain dan buat permohonan baru. tak kisah la mana2 cawangan pun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mr. h: KHBVS*&amp;amp;%^$^&amp;amp; GVBHS DBI#!$%^..HAMPEH!!!!....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876346609842256927-3807940564189305710?l=anak-jin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/feeds/3807940564189305710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7876346609842256927&amp;postID=3807940564189305710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default/3807940564189305710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default/3807940564189305710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back!!!'/><author><name>anak jin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11723237932958081997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876346609842256927.post-3016716965597292414</id><published>2007-08-23T20:08:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T20:40:17.271+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Ikan kekek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ikan kekek mak iloi iloi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ikan gelama mak ilai ilai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dapat bini cantiknya amboi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tapi ketawa mengilai-ngilai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/Rs1sGyn4xmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/VdPo_Sv5p3M/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101852816804726370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/Rs1sGyn4xmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/VdPo_Sv5p3M/s320/DSC00001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah...the place is JR Obihiro, the time was few weeks ago...the kick is a fish which the stomach content is mouthwatering...nooooooooo it's not fugu (the ever famous live threatening puff fish)..you guessed wrong, even i am a thiller but fugu is out of the discussion...jeng jeng jeng..&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;taiyaki....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;that's my thriller this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/Rs1sHCn4xnI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tfzJr6NkZeY/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101852821099693682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/Rs1sHCn4xnI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tfzJr6NkZeY/s320/DSC00004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;literally 'tai' means sea bream or red snapper...the fish that brings good luck to bussinessman...yaki means something burnt or broilled..i'll post the recipe for taiyaki soon...arghhh..very difficult to explain about the fish..something like kuih bahulu dengan inti di dalam la...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101852829689628290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/Rs1sHin4xoI/AAAAAAAAAHI/sMoTxevlIXw/s320/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i cycled 20 minutes downtown after dinner just to grab few of this fish..yessssssssss..i really mean a few..actually i tasted choco, krim and cheeze...since the shop owner had known me by now..he let me have the mango taiyaki for free...hehehehe..you know, around here maybe there's less than 5 muslim girls with their special headgear..so he recognized i frequent his shop lately..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101857734542280338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/Rs1wlCn4xpI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/CU8vSxe0he4/s320/DSC00041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yummy..cheesy inside..actually this traditional dish reminds me of crayon shin-chan....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101858383082342050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/Rs1xKyn4xqI/AAAAAAAAAHY/SVu-3kpTBmU/s320/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876346609842256927-3016716965597292414?l=anak-jin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/feeds/3016716965597292414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7876346609842256927&amp;postID=3016716965597292414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default/3016716965597292414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default/3016716965597292414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/2007/08/ikan-kekek.html' title='Ikan kekek'/><author><name>anak jin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11723237932958081997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/Rs1sGyn4xmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/VdPo_Sv5p3M/s72-c/DSC00001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876346609842256927.post-2444551109207592883</id><published>2007-08-20T14:31:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T15:50:22.708+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festival'/><title type='text'>Obon Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100660070026888690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RskvTyn4xfI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MVyF1Uyphew/s320/DSC00224.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last August 15 I went to see the Obon Dance competetion in downtown. In the old days, this dance is supposed to guide the dead people back to their graves after visiting their family but now it is just part of the entertainment and occasion to gather around. Few of my friends joint the big group to dance but I was late from chikudai and couldn't have time to put on yukata..so I went wearing jeans and carrying my bagpack instead of Japanese purse string bag..miss the chance to wear yukata...huhuhuhu..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100651712020530562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RskntSn4xYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/G28ekWTKHdw/s320/DSC00220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I grab these Japanese girls...coz never seen them in yukata before...they are barely 20 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RskntSn4xYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/G28ekWTKHdw/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100655766469658018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RskrZSn4xaI/AAAAAAAAAFY/yTPKfff3ITc/s320/DSC00227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's very interesting to see many Japanese group with different theme of dancing. Foreign influence was seen as some okasan (elderly lady) are in Mexican dress performing salsa dancing instead...pheew..and we foreigner were wearing traditional yukata and fighting to keep the geta from slipping out...hehehe... The steps in this dancing is very simple...since many of us come from different part of the world, our bon dance became the international version bon dance..I saw Joke san swinging his arms like one of those Thai dancers while Khatnaa tried to instil Mongolian version when it came to the jumping part..hehehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100657613305595314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RsktEyn4xbI/AAAAAAAAAFg/uKBKeCyoJaU/s320/DSC00218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This group in the red and blue yukata jacket are really performing bon dance, they sing n shout, jump and clap and reminds of the spirit of Japanese. These jacket are typical yukata or kimono (to foreigner) can be seen worn during any festival such as during harvesting season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100658369219839442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/Rsktwyn4xdI/AAAAAAAAAFw/913I6CeBCCw/s320/DSC00226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100655762174690706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RskrZCn4xZI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Sk34O44u-sg/s320/DSC00223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100660297660155394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RskvhCn4xgI/AAAAAAAAAGI/aaAKDPB4MYQ/s320/DSC00231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Stages were set up with vocalist and drummer to guide that dance through. Lion dancers came along and I even saw Doremon and Nobita was around...with big doriyaki cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100658364924872130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/Rsktwin4xcI/AAAAAAAAAFo/KeuJPTq94W0/s320/DSC00222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was a very warm night and it's a good exercise coz we dance to almost 2 hours! Finally we finished being in 2nd place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876346609842256927-2444551109207592883?l=anak-jin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/feeds/2444551109207592883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7876346609842256927&amp;postID=2444551109207592883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default/2444551109207592883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default/2444551109207592883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/2007/08/obon-festival.html' title='Obon Festival'/><author><name>anak jin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11723237932958081997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RskvTyn4xfI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MVyF1Uyphew/s72-c/DSC00224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876346609842256927.post-4653367590518908378</id><published>2007-08-17T19:56:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T21:02:54.116+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festival'/><title type='text'>Hanabi - fireworks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RsWEvSn4xSI/AAAAAAAAAEY/p0HxnXKk2HY/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099628101054809378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RsWEvSn4xSI/AAAAAAAAAEY/p0HxnXKk2HY/s320/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Summer in Hokkaido is almost like Malaysian temperature (cooler by 5C actually) and minus the humidity. During this season average temp is around 27C with occasional rain....mmmmm..maybe drizzling is the better word to describe the amount of rain drops here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099628113939711282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RsWEwCn4xTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8-PLQ2nswBk/s320/DSC00161.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In Japan, summer festival is celebrated on August 13-15 which actually is a celebration of Obon...in simpler words &lt;em&gt;the day to remember the dead.&lt;/em&gt; Many Japanese will take this opportunity for long holidays (only 3 times a year they took long holiday which is during new year, golden week and obon) to visit their hometown. It's not a good time to travel in Japan because of heavy traffic on the road, shinkansen (bullet train) and flight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099628088169907474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RsWEuin4xRI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/z_yYn1TaLkA/s320/DSC00071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A firework display is usually the main attraction of the festival. One unique play was that a "teenage to be boy" will hold a big firecracker and withstand the sparks and sting of the fireworks marking the symbol of being brave...yep..you really need guts to hold those "sepemeluk" firecracker and survive the sparks for around 10 minutes..hehehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099628126824613186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RsWEwyn4xUI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EeHyu8Nlidk/s320/DSC00199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember those days when we played fire crackers during Hari Raya festival....me and my big bro venture out with the red chinese firecrakers (mercun papan...&lt;em&gt;shhh..it's illegal&lt;/em&gt;) but uniquely we separate them out and burn them individually..the tricky part is that the stump is veryyyyyyy short (you know what I mean..)..so when you lit the firecracker, you have like 2 seconds to cast it away or you'll be in the news tomorrow with a big bandage on your thumb....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099628139709515090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RsWExin4xVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/k7tsrveSZco/s320/DSC00160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099637897875211634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RsWNpin4xXI/AAAAAAAAAFA/MfJMxDiTUTU/s320/DSC00055.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I spent 2 hours watching these beautiful fireworks and tried to capture few shots..unfortunately they're too fast or the speed shutter is too slow that I got only few nice pic. Aha...I manage to ask these 2 cute Japanese girl to pose in their yukata (summer kimono)..kawai ne..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099636351686985058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RsWMPin4xWI/AAAAAAAAAE4/fhwX00k2pDE/s320/DSC00052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876346609842256927-4653367590518908378?l=anak-jin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/feeds/4653367590518908378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7876346609842256927&amp;postID=4653367590518908378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default/4653367590518908378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default/4653367590518908378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/2007/08/hanabi-fireworks.html' title='Hanabi - fireworks'/><author><name>anak jin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11723237932958081997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RsWEvSn4xSI/AAAAAAAAAEY/p0HxnXKk2HY/s72-c/DSC00073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876346609842256927.post-3914147641614183784</id><published>2007-08-07T10:40:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T21:09:38.740+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Monday again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RrfPpkoATkI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pd4FQ0EsSOc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095769816506060354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RrfPpkoATkI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pd4FQ0EsSOc/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now you see, now you don’t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that race horses also have kind a like Monday morning sickness in human? They suffer a dark urine condition due to muscle breakdown. It’s because they were rested on the day before when they have been heavily exercised on a regular basis but then still fed the same amount of food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NO…I didn’t go to a horse race and neither do I have red urine. Monday morning is a cleaning day in the genchubyo senta (protozoan center) where I work now. We spend 30 minutes each Monday to clean, wash, vaccum, scrub, mop, wipe and organize the waste. Cleaning is an important element in Japanese society. Before end of the year, there is a big cleaning day called oshoji and another one small cleaning day somewhere in spring. The idea is to welcome the new year with clean environment and coincidentally space is very limited in Japanese home or office…so you see...you have to organize things well or you’ll be invisible as him…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cleaning, I went to check my sequence result….yeeeeeeha….. I’ve been repeating this protocol few times because the DNA sequencer is not functioning well. I guess my 2 days work was fruitful after all. Time to continue for writing up my paper and finish off this study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876346609842256927-3914147641614183784?l=anak-jin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/feeds/3914147641614183784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7876346609842256927&amp;postID=3914147641614183784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default/3914147641614183784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default/3914147641614183784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/2007/08/monday-again_07.html' title='Monday again'/><author><name>anak jin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11723237932958081997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RrfPpkoATkI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pd4FQ0EsSOc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876346609842256927.post-128326629168344900</id><published>2007-08-04T13:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T20:03:06.541+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Natural disaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RrRclUoATfI/AAAAAAAAADc/LFDOvBJQ1KY/s1600-h/typh1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094798874724290034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RrRclUoATfI/AAAAAAAAADc/LFDOvBJQ1KY/s320/typh1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tropical cyclone is on the way…it’s the time to sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Rain rain go away come again another day&lt;br /&gt;Anak Jin needs to go shopping today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Arggg!!! There goes my shopping day. Since yesterday the gloom in the weather indicate a bad sign for the weekend but I still made plans to go shopping. I realized summer is full of rain but raining in Japan is very mild in comparison to our rainy season. Besides typhoon this land is famous for earthquake and tsunami.&lt;br /&gt;My own experience was a medium scale earthquake (around 4.0 on RS) few months back. It’s around 1.30 at night and I’m almost getting ready for bed. Suddenly the bed starts shaking….&lt;em&gt;omg this is another one coming&lt;/em&gt;. I stayed few seconds but the shaking become intense...I saw the curtains shaking, my flat screen tv moving and the pictures on the walls making rattling sound. I turned to see the milk in the glass next to my bedside....&lt;em&gt;if the milk spills, I’ll jump..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;As I was trained to handle ‘shaky’ situation, the first thing to do is to grab the safety helmet (it’s always provided plus a torch light) and put it on…then wait for a moment..if things start to fall and glass brakes, find a hard surface to hide under (such as a table). Also don’t forget to open the door or window but &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; run out through it, it’s just to secure an exit after the quake stops. It’s also beneficial if you prepare an emergency pack containing water, instant noodle, and chocolates (hihihihi..the choc- i add up) to survive for 3 days..and then start praying for your life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876346609842256927-128326629168344900?l=anak-jin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/feeds/128326629168344900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7876346609842256927&amp;postID=128326629168344900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default/128326629168344900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default/128326629168344900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/2007/08/natural-disaster.html' title='Natural disaster'/><author><name>anak jin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11723237932958081997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RrRclUoATfI/AAAAAAAAADc/LFDOvBJQ1KY/s72-c/typh1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876346609842256927.post-8233596009635488114</id><published>2007-08-02T20:08:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T20:57:26.704+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>Oh Man!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dear Participants, Please note that the time schedule of some official events will be changed as follows, due to unavoidable reasons.&lt;br /&gt;11:15 Arrive&lt;br /&gt;11:15-12:15Cleaning&lt;br /&gt;12:15-13:15 Lunch break&lt;br /&gt;13:30-14:30 Closing Party&lt;br /&gt;14:30-15:30 Farewell Party&lt;br /&gt;15:30-15:45 Say good bye to everyone&lt;br /&gt;15:45 Leave&lt;br /&gt;Signed by, your ever lovely sweet smiling coordinator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 days earlier I wrote….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Miss coordinator…if it’s not too much to ask for a change in my return flight (as the official event finish at noon) so that I can catch my connecting flight the next morning.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 days before that…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hello again Participants,…&lt;br /&gt;6. Closing Ceremony&lt;br /&gt;Date &amp; Time : Morning, Friday 31 August&lt;br /&gt;7.Farewell Party&lt;br /&gt;Date &amp;amp; Time : After the Closing Ceremony, Friday 31 August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese are known to adhere and obey rules. This is one value I look up to the Japs before I enter their real world. During my stay here, I get to know and understand their custom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Rule number 1. Never be different from the rest of the community&lt;br /&gt;Rule number 2. Even when you want to say no, you should put it in a way so that it doesn’t look like you disagree but hoping the other party to understand (cam paham-paham sendiri la)&lt;br /&gt;Rule number 3. Always put up a big fake smile even you feel like punching somebody’s face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason I guess the changes were made because they don’t want us to change our flight as such request have never pop out before!! These are the Japanese norms that I have adapted to while staying here. Things that never happened before is like a big nononononono to this unique society. That makes them less flexible and difficult in the eyes of the foreigner. Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876346609842256927-8233596009635488114?l=anak-jin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/feeds/8233596009635488114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7876346609842256927&amp;postID=8233596009635488114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default/8233596009635488114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default/8233596009635488114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/2007/08/oh-man.html' title='Oh Man!!!'/><author><name>anak jin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11723237932958081997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876346609842256927.post-1447536930570923078</id><published>2007-07-29T16:27:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T19:59:50.200+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>Time and tide wait for no man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RqxJ6koATNI/AAAAAAAAABM/Cu02_SK57_g/s1600-h/Picture+024[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092526549261896914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="128" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RqxJ6koATNI/AAAAAAAAABM/Cu02_SK57_g/s320/Picture%2B024%5B1%5D.jpg" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Days gone by and without fail I counted each and every one of them. It seems like the much awaited day will never come so I strategized..I started counting in months hmm..not bad eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;It’s only one month left to go..I enjoyed my life here so much that I should not complain about the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;But those 266 days that I’ve lost will never come back.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I left behind a crawling baby boy yet to find him running around and being very talkative now.&lt;br /&gt;I missed to blow 3 candles on my son’s birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;I absented myself to see my daughter being honored as a top student in her class.&lt;br /&gt;I was not there to watch Mr. Hubby’s achievement being one of the excellent guys of the year (and also to salam dengan K.Jat).&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t attend my youngest bro’s wedding and missed to see him “tortured” by the imam..hihihii&lt;br /&gt;I was not there to support my sis when she went for C-sect and missed pinching the chubby baby boy she delivered.&lt;br /&gt;I was not there to salute my big bro for leaving the country to perform his army duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many more memorable occasions that I’ve missed such as birthdays and death, family gatherings and “mengeteh or mengopi” with my staff and friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;All those sweet memoirs were captured on camera either the web, video or digital. Thank god for the technology nowadays, it seems like so far yet so near. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Like my father’s saying “Always move forward and never go backward” (except in driving la…) so I am determined to do this when I come back, insyallah…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To run 5 meter race with my son, Calif and listen to his blabbering&lt;br /&gt;To blow 4 candles on Riad’s birthday cake..we’ll have a goofy time, boy&lt;br /&gt;To attend Iman’s next top student award ceremony…gambatte ne!!&lt;br /&gt;To watch on Mr. H for his next achievement in his study..(sape la plak dia salam pas ni)&lt;br /&gt;To meddle with my bro’s wedding reception in December..(ehem..the tender for the event manager post is still open or what?)&lt;br /&gt;To be around my sister for the next baby she delivers..ke dah tutup kedai???&lt;br /&gt;To give a big hug and salute to my big bro when he comes back in November (banner dgn bunga malai mau ka?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;bila sampai waktu, kita akan bersama..PGL 2004&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092525840592293058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="172" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RqxJRUoATMI/AAAAAAAAABE/h37SFsVngC0/s320/DSC00002%5B1%5D.jpg" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876346609842256927-1447536930570923078?l=anak-jin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/feeds/1447536930570923078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7876346609842256927&amp;postID=1447536930570923078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default/1447536930570923078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default/1447536930570923078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/2007/07/time-and-tide-wait-for-no-man.html' title='Time and tide wait for no man'/><author><name>anak jin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11723237932958081997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RqxJ6koATNI/AAAAAAAAABM/Cu02_SK57_g/s72-c/Picture%2B024%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876346609842256927.post-5199889211298796797</id><published>2007-07-28T09:58:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T19:59:05.991+09:00</updated><title type='text'>First time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RqsiXEoATGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/A4OuaievOfo/s1600-h/DSC00009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092201583446346850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RqsiXEoATGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/A4OuaievOfo/s320/DSC00009.jpg" width="478" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Hello everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is supposed to be my first attempt to venture into this unlimited space of the globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I start now??? Couldn’t think of a solid reason but as human being when asked to “invent” reasons..my pleasure...let’s try yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I’m so darned attached to this IT thing since I left Malaysia months ago.&lt;br /&gt;2. It was like parting away the boring part of life when I blogged&lt;br /&gt;3. Maybe it’s because of the extra time I don’t use to have back then&lt;br /&gt;4. Revising my mid-year resolution which is to be a more generous..omg really am inventing now..hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;5. I want to improve my writing skill which is very much needed in my future career life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew..how about that?&lt;br /&gt;My only problem is that this d*** blog is in Japanese!! Arghhhhhhhh…anyway, like my big bro always say..hentam saje la labu..please bear with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7876346609842256927-5199889211298796797?l=anak-jin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/feeds/5199889211298796797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7876346609842256927&amp;postID=5199889211298796797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default/5199889211298796797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876346609842256927/posts/default/5199889211298796797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anak-jin.blogspot.com/2007/07/anak-jin.html' title='First time'/><author><name>anak jin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11723237932958081997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9Xy13pFT8cY/RqsiXEoATGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/A4OuaievOfo/s72-c/DSC00009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
