<?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-2321240192615788466</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:41:05.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why don't I share it with you...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>taha80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09035952415037994652</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>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2321240192615788466.post-8476082180491829610</id><published>2008-08-21T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T08:12:31.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross Cut Road, Coimbatore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/SK2BbjFICFI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_js7P4UX8mI/s1600-h/24.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236984251974944850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/SK2BbjFICFI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_js7P4UX8mI/s320/24.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yep..yep. Its time to get travel again. This time Coimbatore, India. I was instructed to witness a test there for and equipment purchase. Anyway, its quite exciting in the firts place, however it was quite tiring to prepare and everything since I was quite caught up with work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As I had arrived at KLIA, I took the plane to Chennai, which was about 3.5 hours, and then we had to relax at the airport for nearly 6 hours. It was quite boring since they was only the bookshop and a small cafe. We wanted to get out and see Chennai but after a not so good story about foreigners, we opted not too. So we stayed. After a while we got the plane to Coimbatore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The whole experience was nice, my work went pretty well.   &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/2321240192615788466-8476082180491829610?l=taha80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/feeds/8476082180491829610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2321240192615788466&amp;postID=8476082180491829610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/8476082180491829610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/8476082180491829610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/2008/08/cross-cut-road-coimbatore.html' title='Cross Cut Road, Coimbatore'/><author><name>taha80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09035952415037994652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/SK2BbjFICFI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_js7P4UX8mI/s72-c/24.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2321240192615788466.post-1358598424866544325</id><published>2008-08-21T07:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T07:30:06.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tune in to the new hit..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/SK15i6tqg0I/AAAAAAAAACw/tpxIJZE27lY/s1600-h/DSC00405+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236975582485054274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/SK15i6tqg0I/AAAAAAAAACw/tpxIJZE27lY/s320/DSC00405+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After a year discontinuing to write, I hooked up back to the net. Releasing my creativity and express my thoughts on life. Anyway, a friend of mine, Hefni just release his new single, Fahami Cinta. The ballad song tells the story of appreciation and undertanding towards love, which is quite creative. The song had been played is numerous radio station, i.e. SuriaFM, Best 104FM, HotFM etc. Just check our the song at his website &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/hefni"&gt;www.myspace.com/hefni&lt;/a&gt; and the details are for your reading pleasure. You can also vote the song at Suria FM by smsing at 33511, type SURIA&lt;&gt;song&lt;&gt;artist and send. For HotFM at 33399, type HM&lt;&gt;song&lt;&gt;artist and send. Do support your local act. Have a gd listening pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Chow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2321240192615788466-1358598424866544325?l=taha80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/feeds/1358598424866544325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2321240192615788466&amp;postID=1358598424866544325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/1358598424866544325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/1358598424866544325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/2008/08/tune-in-to-new-hit.html' title='Tune in to the new hit..'/><author><name>taha80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09035952415037994652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/SK15i6tqg0I/AAAAAAAAACw/tpxIJZE27lY/s72-c/DSC00405+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2321240192615788466.post-1194810864271884013</id><published>2007-05-09T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T00:33:05.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/RkF5E4OHMjI/AAAAAAAAACo/fNjWEXbkKAM/s1600-h/mother_kissing_baby_nose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062460580859163186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/RkF5E4OHMjI/AAAAAAAAACo/fNjWEXbkKAM/s320/mother_kissing_baby_nose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to take the opportunity to wish all mothers a very Happy Mothers' Day. I am planning something to celebrate this occasion since I am in JB and currently staying with me mum. I know...anyway, to all my friends who are already mothers..enjoy ur special day tommorow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2321240192615788466-1194810864271884013?l=taha80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/feeds/1194810864271884013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2321240192615788466&amp;postID=1194810864271884013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/1194810864271884013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/1194810864271884013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>taha80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09035952415037994652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/RkF5E4OHMjI/AAAAAAAAACo/fNjWEXbkKAM/s72-c/mother_kissing_baby_nose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2321240192615788466.post-1839231138283458828</id><published>2007-03-06T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T07:11:15.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What goes around..comes around..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Re2D-RNQ6XI/AAAAAAAAACc/CDnEP37QyNM/s1600-h/WGACover.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Re2D-RNQ6XI/AAAAAAAAACc/CDnEP37QyNM/s320/WGACover.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038828663891618162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard that what you did to others will eventually come backs to you..for instance if you do good deeds to others, then the same will eventually be done to you..and vice versa. If I am not mistaken, in the holy Quran also states that " Do upon others like you would do upon you' ...something like that. Some people might describe is as karma by some of the westerners.  To me, this attribute is important when we deal with our parents..like people say if you would like to be treated nicely  by your children, then you must start it by doing that to your parents.&lt;br /&gt;This song by Justin Timberlake reflects that attribute, but the context in the relationships of women and men. Its tells the story of how a lady broke the heart of the guy, and eventually it comes back to her.  Have a listen and reflect it to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Hey Girl&lt;br /&gt;Is he everything you wanted in a man?&lt;br /&gt;You know I gave you the world&lt;br /&gt;You had me in the palm of your hand&lt;br /&gt;So why your love went away&lt;br /&gt;I just can't seem to understand&lt;br /&gt;Thought it was me and you, baby&lt;br /&gt;Me and you until the end&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna think about it&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna talk about it&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so sick about it&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's ending this way&lt;br /&gt;Just so confused about it&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the blues about it&lt;br /&gt;I just can't do without ya&lt;br /&gt;Tell me is this fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the way it's really going down?&lt;br /&gt;Is this how we say goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;Shoulda known better when you came around&lt;br /&gt;That you were gonna make me cry&lt;br /&gt;It's breaking my heart to watch you run around&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that you're living a lie&lt;br /&gt;But that's ok baby, cause in time you will find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way, back around&lt;br /&gt;What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way, back around&lt;br /&gt;What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way, back around&lt;br /&gt;What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way, back around&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Girl&lt;br /&gt;I remember everything that you claimed&lt;br /&gt;You said that you were moving on now (on now)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should do the same&lt;br /&gt;(Maybe I should do the same)&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing about that is&lt;br /&gt;I was ready to give you my name&lt;br /&gt;Thought it was me and you baby (baby)&lt;br /&gt;And now, it's all just a shame&lt;br /&gt;That I guess I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna think about it&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna talk about it&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so sick about it&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's ending this way&lt;br /&gt;Just so confused about it&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the blues about it&lt;br /&gt;I just can't do without ya&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell me is this fair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the way it's really going down?&lt;br /&gt;Is this how we say goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;Shoulda known better when you came around&lt;br /&gt;That you were gonna make me cry&lt;br /&gt;Now it's breaking my heart to watch you run around&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that you're living a lie&lt;br /&gt;But that's ok, baby, cause in time you will find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way, back around&lt;br /&gt;What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way, back around&lt;br /&gt;What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way, back around&lt;br /&gt;What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way, back around&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes around comes around&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh&lt;br /&gt;What goes around comes around&lt;br /&gt;You should know that&lt;br /&gt;What goes around comes around&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh&lt;br /&gt;What goes around comes around&lt;br /&gt;You should know that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna think about it&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna talk about it&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so sick about it&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's ending this way&lt;br /&gt;Just so confused about it&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the blues about it&lt;br /&gt;I just can't do without ya&lt;br /&gt;Tell me is this fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the way it's really going down?&lt;br /&gt;Is this how we say goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;Shoulda known better when you came around&lt;br /&gt;That you were gonna make me cry&lt;br /&gt;It's breaking my heart to watch you run around&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that you're living a lie&lt;br /&gt;But that's ok, baby, cause in time you will find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way, back around&lt;br /&gt;(What goes around comes around, baby)&lt;br /&gt;What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way, back around&lt;br /&gt;(What goes around comes around, baby)&lt;br /&gt;What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way, back around&lt;br /&gt;What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way, back around&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[...Comes Around (Interlude)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup&lt;br /&gt;Yup&lt;br /&gt;Yup(let me paint this picture for ya, baby)&lt;br /&gt;Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You spend your nights alone&lt;br /&gt;And he never comes home&lt;br /&gt;And everytime you call him, all you get's a busy tone&lt;br /&gt;I heard you found out&lt;br /&gt;That he's doing to you&lt;br /&gt;What you did to me&lt;br /&gt;Ain't that the way it goes&lt;br /&gt;When you cheated, girl&lt;br /&gt;My heart bleeded, girl&lt;br /&gt;So it goes without saying that ya left me feeling hurt&lt;br /&gt;Just a classic case scenario&lt;br /&gt;Tale as old as time&lt;br /&gt;Girl, you got what you deserved&lt;br /&gt;And now you want somebody&lt;br /&gt;To cure the lonely nights&lt;br /&gt;You wish you had somebody&lt;br /&gt;That could come and make it right&lt;br /&gt;But girl, I ain't somebody&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of sympathy&lt;br /&gt;See..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes around comes back around&lt;br /&gt;I thought I told ya&lt;br /&gt;Hey(hey)&lt;br /&gt;What goes around comes back around&lt;br /&gt;I thought I told ya&lt;br /&gt;Hey(hey)&lt;br /&gt;What goes around comes back around&lt;br /&gt;I thought I told ya&lt;br /&gt;Hey(hey)&lt;br /&gt;What goes around comes back around&lt;br /&gt;I thought I told ya&lt;br /&gt;Hey(hey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it to em, J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, hey, hey(repeatedly till the end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;See&lt;br /&gt;You shoulda listened to me, baby&lt;br /&gt;Take it to em, J&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;What goes around comes back around&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Ooh&lt;br /&gt;Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh&lt;br /&gt;Ooh&lt;br /&gt;Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2321240192615788466-1839231138283458828?l=taha80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/feeds/1839231138283458828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2321240192615788466&amp;postID=1839231138283458828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/1839231138283458828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/1839231138283458828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-goes-aroundcomes-around.html' title='What goes around..comes around..'/><author><name>taha80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09035952415037994652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Re2D-RNQ6XI/AAAAAAAAACc/CDnEP37QyNM/s72-c/WGACover.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2321240192615788466.post-244591120213599632</id><published>2007-02-19T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T08:11:47.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you wearing a blood diamond?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Rdm3jBVyIUI/AAAAAAAAACE/SWtKj5D4V6M/s1600-h/gl_3132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033255870846345538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Rdm3jBVyIUI/AAAAAAAAACE/SWtKj5D4V6M/s200/gl_3132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Aaah..diamond are girl's best friend. That 's what Marilyn Monroe used to chant in her tunes. What are the chances that the diamond you are wearing had costs innocent people's lives? These are the questions that may linger in your mind when you watch the movie Blood Diamond. The diamond that was found in Sierra Leone was used to finance the rebels to buy weapons. And they used it for civil war. In the end the locals are slaughtered like animals. Now, the world know that they should stop buying these 'blood diamonds' because it would only encourage more civil wars. So they had banned to import diamond from Sierra Leone. But little do they know that the diamonds are smuggled to their neighbouring country, Liberia. And there the diamonds are claimed to be of Liberian origin and thus sold to the diamond trader. In this movie, Leornado diCaprio was a smuggler who earn his living through this job. He didn't care for the civil war or the number of people died because of the diamonds that he smuggled. But it was all changed when he met Solomon Vandy, a fisherman, starred by Djimon Hounsou. His village was attacked by the rebels and had his family taken away. He was caught and force to work to find diamonds in that area. At one particular moment, he found big chunk of pink diamond and had it hidden. Danny Archer (Leonardo) has lost his diamond while trying to smuggle it out. Desperate&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/RdnLPBVyIVI/AAAAAAAAACM/_iG8Nn_x-bU/s1600-h/405px-BDPoster%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033277517481517394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/RdnLPBVyIVI/AAAAAAAAACM/_iG8Nn_x-bU/s200/405px-BDPoster%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to find a replacement, he promised to Solomon to give him the pink diamond and in return would promised to help him find his son who is kidnapped and turned into a child soldier by the rebels. Maddy Bowen played by Jennifer Connely is an American journalist trying to get some information on the illegal smuggling of the diamonds. She was trying very hard to get the information from Danny so that the people who buys these diamond will get prosecuted. And thus try to end the misery of the locals in Sierra Leone. Danny's later realized that the work he had was wrong and try to make amend by helping Solomon to find his son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;The ending was very touching, and very sad though. Will Solomon able to save his son from the rebels? Will Danny ever get his pink diamond in return and did Maddy get her info for her story? You had to see the movie first. The movie had a few nominations also at the Oscars. The role played by Leonardo and Djimon was breathtaking..a gd standing applause. But, in this movie also I had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;realize that we should always be thankful for we have, when you compare myself to the people in Africa who are homeless, no education and in hunger..you will feel thankful that you had those that the people in Africa had not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2321240192615788466-244591120213599632?l=taha80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/feeds/244591120213599632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2321240192615788466&amp;postID=244591120213599632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/244591120213599632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/244591120213599632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/2007/02/are-you-wearing-blood-diamond.html' title='Are you wearing a blood diamond?'/><author><name>taha80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09035952415037994652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Rdm3jBVyIUI/AAAAAAAAACE/SWtKj5D4V6M/s72-c/gl_3132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2321240192615788466.post-3548677604807089174</id><published>2007-02-16T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T06:56:37.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>J'aime cette chanson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/RdXEmxVyISI/AAAAAAAAABs/TXJFuZ76OGk/s1600-h/Get-together_018[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032145462886539570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="205" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/RdXFoxVyITI/AAAAAAAAAB4/chD5y92492k/s320/Get-together_018%5B1%5D.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Comme chanson par prix de Madonna et Stuart. Je l'ai aimé la première fois que je l'ai entendu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Techno lourd avec l'electronica fait à cette chanson mon favori instantané. Je le joue toujours quand je suis dans ma voiture. Ayez une écoute, vous deviendrez intoxiqué. Hehe..thank you technology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2321240192615788466-3548677604807089174?l=taha80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/feeds/3548677604807089174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2321240192615788466&amp;postID=3548677604807089174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/3548677604807089174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/3548677604807089174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/2007/02/jaime-cette-chanson.html' title='J&apos;aime cette chanson'/><author><name>taha80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09035952415037994652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/RdXFoxVyITI/AAAAAAAAAB4/chD5y92492k/s72-c/Get-together_018%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2321240192615788466.post-6624088586130030393</id><published>2007-02-16T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T06:07:09.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I started the holiday earlier then I thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Today is Friday, I applied for a leave so that I could have an early chinese new year holiday. No plan to go anywhere yet. But I have promised to help Ummi on the house. I woke up early and had breakfast at Cahaya in Tmn Sentosa. Hmm..the smell of the roti kosong just wet your appetite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Anyway, after I had the lunch, I went back home to catch the grammy at 8tv. It was great, I enjoyed perfomances by Mary J, Xtina and Justin..was okaylah. After that went for a pray at Pasir Pelangi and went for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Nothing much this day. Hope to come back with more things to write.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2321240192615788466-6624088586130030393?l=taha80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/feeds/6624088586130030393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2321240192615788466&amp;postID=6624088586130030393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/6624088586130030393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/6624088586130030393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-started-holiday-earlier-then-i.html' title='I started the holiday earlier then I thought'/><author><name>taha80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09035952415037994652</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-2321240192615788466.post-6078905838449288644</id><published>2007-02-10T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T06:00:02.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Setan Pakai Prada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Rc3QmRVyIQI/AAAAAAAAABU/XBknEzHzFTI/s1600-h/The_Devil_Wears_Prada_main_onesheet%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029905714751086850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Rc3QmRVyIQI/AAAAAAAAABU/XBknEzHzFTI/s200/The_Devil_Wears_Prada_main_onesheet%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The movie is great. the title itself is very catchy. The plot is bout a recent graduate from Northwestern who is hunting for a job at the Big Apple. Anyway, her luck struck at the famous fashion magazine company, Runway. However, the boss was not the quite as normal, she is strict, demanding, cruel sophisticated workaholic. Meryl Streep performance as the devil was great, I like her act, especially the ' That's All'..remarks which is the most irritating remark I have heard. Anne Hathaway was the lead actress alongside with this lady..I forgot her name, which is Anne's senior assistant. Her performance was great too, alongside with the Vivienne Westwoods collections that she wore. Anyway, the movie was not the dry type since we can relate it to our working environment. I love the part where Andrea had nearlly gave up trying since her boss was very cruel to her. However, at that moment Nigel made her realize that she is responsible for what she did, and her quality of work was bad mainly because of her. And after that, she worked hard until she is far more superior than her senior. However, the price that she had to pay is the relationships with her friends and lovelife. And the end of it, she left the company because she could not make the choices that violates her own principles..which mainly betraying your colleague. The movie is good really, I done some re-runs a few weeks. Meryl Streep was nominated for best actress for her performance in the upcoming Academy this year, so we'll jus wait for the results. Okaylah, that's all for setan pakai prada..ciao.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Rc3UsBVyIRI/AAAAAAAAABc/YI4YNhf645E/s1600-h/Emily_Blunt_in_DWP%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029910211581845778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Rc3UsBVyIRI/AAAAAAAAABc/YI4YNhf645E/s200/Emily_Blunt_in_DWP%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gorgeous Emily Blunt clad in Vivienne Westwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Rc3UsBVyIRI/AAAAAAAAABc/YI4YNhf645E/s1600-h/Emily_Blunt_in_DWP%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2321240192615788466-6078905838449288644?l=taha80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/feeds/6078905838449288644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2321240192615788466&amp;postID=6078905838449288644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/6078905838449288644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/6078905838449288644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/2007/02/setan-pakai-prada.html' title='Setan Pakai Prada'/><author><name>taha80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09035952415037994652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Rc3QmRVyIQI/AAAAAAAAABU/XBknEzHzFTI/s72-c/The_Devil_Wears_Prada_main_onesheet%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2321240192615788466.post-6155468519187563427</id><published>2007-02-10T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T05:56:18.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't hate me cause I'm cute..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Rc3PfRVyIPI/AAAAAAAAABI/yabGm3N--6s/s1600-h/DSC04148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029904494980374770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Rc3PfRVyIPI/AAAAAAAAABI/yabGm3N--6s/s320/DSC04148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;These darn fake eyelash are dragging my eyelids..&lt;/span&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/2321240192615788466-6155468519187563427?l=taha80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/feeds/6155468519187563427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2321240192615788466&amp;postID=6155468519187563427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/6155468519187563427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/6155468519187563427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/2007/02/dont-hate-me-cause-im-cute.html' title='Don&apos;t hate me cause I&apos;m cute..'/><author><name>taha80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09035952415037994652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Rc3PfRVyIPI/AAAAAAAAABI/yabGm3N--6s/s72-c/DSC04148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2321240192615788466.post-4349378190072367987</id><published>2007-02-10T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T05:58:44.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This the day to be jolly...the weekend of course</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Rc3NDBVyILI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WvqIu8umvd0/s1600-h/DSC04107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029901810625814706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Rc3NDBVyILI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WvqIu8umvd0/s320/DSC04107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Hey, its me again. I think I am getting a hang of this blogging thing. I can't wait for the end of the day write about the events happened. Anyway, today I am going to speak about. My Singapore trip..i.e. Pulau Sentosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;It was on Thursday, which is the Thaipusam holiday in JB. I thought of going for a trip. My mother suggested to for a trip to Sentosa. It was a gd idea in the end, it was a nice day trip, but also quite tiring since we had to take a lot of mrt and bus. We went from Larkin terminal and took a bus to Kranji MRT station, then we hop on to the MRT straight to Harbourfront MRT station. Then, we took the canle car trip to the island, but they are several modes of tranport to get there, such as train, car or bus. The cable car trip was nice since we got an aerial view of the Keppel port and the island. We just arrived at the arrival terminal, it was loaded with souvenior shops already. Talking about shopping heaven. They are a lot of attractions there, nut we went to the Butterfly Farm and Insect Museum, which was quite amazing. Then, we hop the bus to get to the Siloso Beach, which looks so clean with the white sandy beaches, although the view is quite spoilt with vessels and ship going to Keppel Port. Anyway, after that we went to the Underwater World which has many species of aquatic animals living under one roof. But the highlight is the underwater tunnel, which is glass tunnel..with an automated moving floor so you could wander at the beauty of the sea creatures all around you. The sharks was cool, I never get to see them so close, the teeth was gruesome. They have also an interactive place which you could touch the fishes!..the starfish was quite stiff though..and till today I never knew that stingrays are nice creatures..apart from the one that killed Steve Irwins. Then day was finish with the trip to the Dolphin Lagoon, which they conducted a series of performance of the pink dolphins. But the dolphins was way far from the audience, so the view was not that close. Oh yeah, I went to Fort Siloso, which apparently the historic site at the Sentosa Island, it was used as fort to fend of enemied during the Second World War. It was an educational trip about Singapore during that particular periood. My history lesson came to application as I saw the events about the Japanese soldiers, the Surrender of Singapore and the fall of the Japanese Empire. Okay, I hope that adequate review. Pictures below are for you to see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029902386151432402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Rc3NkhVyINI/AAAAAAAAAAo/BwuLqofuKVQ/s200/DSC04133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Siloso beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029902162813132994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Rc3NXhVyIMI/AAAAAAAAAAg/nlQXOLr_Mos/s200/DSC04122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;African beetle..notice the colours are quite the same as what the African used on their face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029902682504175842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Rc3N1xVyIOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/-vnu2AjNk-E/s200/DSC04143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Gory teeths..what a sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2321240192615788466-4349378190072367987?l=taha80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/feeds/4349378190072367987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2321240192615788466&amp;postID=4349378190072367987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/4349378190072367987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/4349378190072367987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-day-to-be-jollythe-weekend-of.html' title='This the day to be jolly...the weekend of course'/><author><name>taha80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09035952415037994652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/Rc3NDBVyILI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WvqIu8umvd0/s72-c/DSC04107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2321240192615788466.post-6382495802543719821</id><published>2007-02-07T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T05:56:38.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Hurt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Hi..tonight marks the first time I create a blog for me. What I made me to indulge myself in this space is because I saw my friend's blog today and I found it quite interesting to share your stories with friends..doesn't matter if they read or not. But the fact that you are writing it and expressing it is true therapeutic..that's what I thought. Well, I hope this 'activity' would give some excitement in life, since I am still founding one really. Anyway I would like to thank to my friend Zaparel who inspired me to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I began my Wednesday at work today at MMHE. Morning was fine, although still felt a bit lethargic. I woke up early to pick up friend in MMHE Staff Flat because his car was sent for a repair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Although in the morning was okay at first, suddenly I felt so 'lazy' in the afternoon..no actually it started after 11am. After that..it was work..chat..internet. Maybe I was bored of the work..temporarily. Then I started reading other people's blog esp Zap and his journey in Italy and Europe. I felt I need to do some physical activities to refresh my mind and body. I bought this Pilates workout dvd a few months ago..and yet I haven't started it. Well I did today. It was good, although my muscle was trembling throught out the session. Yeah..it has been ages since I stop swimming and working out. But its a gd step. I think its a cool type of exercise since it doesn't require too much energy and impacy..thus lowering the risk of injury. And the steps require mostly abdominal strength, and I need that..to flatten the tummy. My pants has been feeling tight all this while. I enjoyed it, and wish to do it on alternate days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I like to share a song which I think is deeply touched me and its called Hurt by Christina Aguilera. The song was co-written by Xtina for her late father. The lyrics mentioned that she regretted for blaming her father for what he had done to her in the past and the more she blames him, the more she felt hurt, hence the title of the song. Her vocal was really good in the song, although it was not the same quality when she sang live at the MTV Music Awards 2006. But deeply touched at the song, what she said in the song was true. The more you blame someone, the more you feel misreable and hurt. So just forgive them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Here are the lyrics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seems like it was yesterday&lt;br /&gt;When I saw your face&lt;br /&gt;You told me how proud you were,&lt;br /&gt;But I walked away&lt;br /&gt;If only I knew what I know today&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh&lt;br /&gt;I would hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;I would take the pain away&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all you've done&lt;br /&gt;Forgive all your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;To hear your voice again&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wanna call you&lt;br /&gt;But I know you won't be there&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm sorry for blaming you&lt;br /&gt;For everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself by hurting you&lt;br /&gt;Some days I feel broke inside&lt;br /&gt;But I won't admit&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just wanna hide&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's you I miss&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hard to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to this, ooh&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me I was wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Would you help understand?&lt;br /&gt;Are you looking down upon me?&lt;br /&gt;Are you proud of who I am?&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;To have just one more chance&lt;br /&gt;To look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And see you looking back&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm sorry for blaming you&lt;br /&gt;For everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself, oh&lt;br /&gt;If I had just one more day&lt;br /&gt;I would tell you how much that I've missed you&lt;br /&gt;Since you've been away&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it's dangerous&lt;br /&gt;It's so out of line&lt;br /&gt;To try and turn back time&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for blaming you&lt;br /&gt;For everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself..&lt;br /&gt;By hurting you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/RcnZ7WNbbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_G7xaBEqobA/s1600-h/Hurt%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028790072533282146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/RcnZ7WNbbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_G7xaBEqobA/s200/Hurt%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Anyway..till tommorow..enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/2321240192615788466-6382495802543719821?l=taha80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/feeds/6382495802543719821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2321240192615788466&amp;postID=6382495802543719821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/6382495802543719821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2321240192615788466/posts/default/6382495802543719821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taha80.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-first-time.html' title='My first time...'/><author><name>taha80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09035952415037994652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_peC-Pj8S2GU/RcnZ7WNbbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_G7xaBEqobA/s72-c/Hurt%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
