<?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-7351612</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:00:14.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jothika</title><subtitle type='html'>i love jothika. i'm a die hard Manchester United supporter.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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>166</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-1496256905061419168</id><published>2009-05-24T17:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:41:28.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E71</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My new baby...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_946kM27rFBk/ShkVvfdakuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5uV32YIZX0o/s1600-h/e71.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_946kM27rFBk/ShkWCX3SxSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/WgF0TKudKTE/s1600-h/nokia-e71-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339323063245915426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_946kM27rFBk/ShkWCX3SxSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/WgF0TKudKTE/s320/nokia-e71-02.jpg" border="0" /&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/7351612-1496256905061419168?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/1496256905061419168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/1496256905061419168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2009/05/e71.html' title='E71'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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/_946kM27rFBk/ShkWCX3SxSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/WgF0TKudKTE/s72-c/nokia-e71-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-6042432298713313257</id><published>2009-04-04T20:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T23:10:12.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>times flies</title><content type='html'>Wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its already April 2009! Time is really flying... Been busy with work, work and work... tho i occasionally freak out and show glimpses of the Bad Boy that i was once... rocking the streets and partying long after the music has stopped...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so far life has been better den i imagined.. and i thank God for that... the transition from Army boy to a working adult.. dunno if i have become more matured or responsible... but people say i have definately toned down my young and dangerous nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowdays i can actually stay at home on Friday &amp;amp; Saturday nites... and i kinda like it.. lol.. Dink says i am gettin old... haha... well... i guess u just move onto the next phase... and i believe where you work, who you mix, what kind of friends you have.. kinda actually influence your lifestyle to a certain extent.. So its more good den bad i hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyways, I have set alot of targets for the mid year... and am working hard to achieve them.. i got nuthin to prove to anyone.. but i got everything to prove to myself.. Impossible is Nothing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys and gals.. don't be angry that i dun call or sms so often.. i already got scolded by a few of you for "disppearing".. Well, as always just call me anytime aites.. I'm always here... you know i love u all rite! wahaha... adios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-6042432298713313257?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/6042432298713313257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/6042432298713313257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2009/04/words-of-widsom.html' title='times flies'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-1515744731235077394</id><published>2009-01-07T13:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T13:57:50.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;2009 is here... a brand new year, a brand new start... you're bound to meet lotsa new people... lets see what their stars say about them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAPRICORN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;- The Go-Getter (Dec 22 - Jan 19)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient and wise. Practical and rigid. Ambitious. Tends to be Good-looking. Humorous and funny.. Can be a bit shy and reserved. Often pessimistic. Capricorns tend to act before they think and can be Unfriendly at times. Like competition. Get what they Want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;AQUARIUS&lt;/span&gt; - The Sweetheart (Jan 20 - Feb 18)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Optimistic and honest. Sweet personality. Very independent. Inventive and intelligent. Friendly and loyal. Can seem unemotional. Can be a bit rebellious. Very stubborn, but original and unique. Attractive on the inside and out. Eccentric personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;PISCES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;- The Dreamer (Feb 19 - Mar 20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Generous, kind, and thoughtful. Very creative and imaginative. May become secretive and vague. Sensitive. Don't like details. Dreamy and unrealistic. Sympathetic and loving. Kind. Unselfish. Good kisser. Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ARIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;- The Daredevil (Mar 21 - April 19)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Energetic. Adventurous and spontaneous. Confident and enthusiastic. Fun. Loves a challenge. Extremely impatient. Sometimes selfish. Short fuse. (Easily angered.) Lively, passionate, and sharp wit. Outgoing. Lose interest quickly - easily bored. Egotistical. Courageous and assertive. Tends to be physical and athletic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;TAURUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;- The Enduring One (April 20 - May 20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Charming but aggressive. Can come off as boring, but they are not. Hard workers. Warm-hearted. Strong, has endurance. Solid beings that is stable and secure in their ways. Not looking for shortcuts. Take pride in their beauty. Patient and reliable. Make great friends and give good advice. Loving and kind. Loves hard - passionate. Express themselves emotionally. Prone to ferocious temper-tantrums. Determined. Indulge themselves often. Very generous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;GEMINI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;- The Chatterbox (May 21 - June 20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Smart and witty. Outgoing, very chatty. Lively, energetic. Adaptable But needs to express themselves. Argumentative and outspoken. Like change. Versatile. Busy, sometimes nervous and tense. Gossips. May seem superficial or inconsistent. Beautiful physically and mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;CANCER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;- The Protector (June 21 - July 22)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moody, emotional. May be shy. Very loving and caring. Pretty/handsome. Excellent partners for life. Protective. Inventive and imaginative. Cautious. Touchy-feely kind of person. Needs love from others. Easily hurt, but sympathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;LEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;- The Boss (July 23 - Aug 22)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Very organized. Need order in their lives - like being in control. Like boundaries. Tend to take over everything. Bossy. Like to help Others. Social and outgoing. Extroverted. Generous, warm-hearted. Sensitive. Creative energy. Full of themselves. Loving. Doing the right thing is important to Leos. Attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VIRGO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;- The Perfectionist (Aug 23 - Sept 22)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominant In relationships. Conservative. Always wants the last word. Argumentative. Worries. Very smart. Dislikes noise and chaos. Eager. Hardworking. Loyal. Beautiful. Easy to talk to. Hard to please. Harsh. Practical and very fussy. Often shy. Pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;LIBRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;- The Harmonizer (Sept 23 - Oct 22)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice to everyone they meet. Can't make up their mind. Have own unique appeal.. Creative, energetic, and very social. Hates to be alone. Peaceful, generous. Very loving and beautiful. Flirtatious. Give in too easily. Procrastinators. Very gullible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;SCORPIO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;- The Intense One (Oct 23 - Nov 21)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very energetic. Intelligent. Can be jealous and/or possessive. Hardworking. Great kisser. Can become obsessive or secretive. Holds grudges. Attractive.. Determined. Loves being in long Relationships. Talkative. Romantic. Can be self-centered at times. Passionate and Emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAGITTARIUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;- The Happy-Go-Lucky One (Nov 22 - Dec 21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Good-natured optimist. Doesn't want to grow up (Peter Pan Syndrome). Indulges self. Boastful. Likes luxuries and gambling. Social and outgoing. Doesn't like responsibilities. Often fantasizes. Impatient. Fun to be around. Having lots of friends. Flirtatious. Doesn't like rules. Sometimes hypocritical. Dislikes being confined - tight spaces or even tight clothes.. Doesn't like being doubted. Beautiful inside and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Oh... incase you are wondering... i'm a Sagittarius!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-1515744731235077394?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/1515744731235077394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/1515744731235077394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2009/01/horoscope.html' title='Horoscope'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-7511206680403494864</id><published>2008-12-08T13:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:26:45.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promiscuous Girl &amp; One night in Beijing</title><content type='html'>Current favourites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-BsQuhVS3Ww&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-BsQuhVS3Ww&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One night in beijing&lt;/strong&gt; by Chris Lee Yu Chun.&lt;br /&gt;I like this version best... and i find her damn appealing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WCViA8zrXmQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WCViA8zrXmQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Promiscuous girl&lt;/strong&gt; by Nelly Furtado.&lt;br /&gt;The way she grooves... one word - YUMMY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-7511206680403494864?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/7511206680403494864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/7511206680403494864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/12/promiscuous-girl-one-night-in-beijing.html' title='Promiscuous Girl &amp; One night in Beijing'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-7403860349716653447</id><published>2008-11-04T19:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:56:15.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I support John McCain</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_946kM27rFBk/SRA3pEjXZAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/MbOHeajOYRU/s1600-h/John+McCain+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_946kM27rFBk/SRA3pC8XYFI/AAAAAAAAAIk/9s0AZFE4B0U/s1600-h/John+McCain+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264769142700335186" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_946kM27rFBk/SRA3pC8XYFI/AAAAAAAAAIk/9s0AZFE4B0U/s320/John+McCain+1.jpg" border="0" /&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/7351612-7403860349716653447?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/7403860349716653447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/7403860349716653447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-support-john-mccain.html' title='I support John McCain'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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/_946kM27rFBk/SRA3pC8XYFI/AAAAAAAAAIk/9s0AZFE4B0U/s72-c/John+McCain+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-984082211474263402</id><published>2008-09-02T20:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T20:36:49.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dimitar Berbatov</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The moment I have been waiting for has finally arrived!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Presenting to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new Red Devil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_946kM27rFBk/SL0wUtDmlcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/FdCY5pNY8Ds/s1600-h/Berbatov+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_946kM27rFBk/SL0wUtDmlcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/FdCY5pNY8Ds/s320/Berbatov+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241398673579349442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our £30.75million signing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_946kM27rFBk/SL0wUoHeUSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/qLMJu5bEJIc/s1600-h/Berbatov+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_946kM27rFBk/SL0wUoHeUSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/qLMJu5bEJIc/s320/Berbatov+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241398672253407522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dimitar Berbatov!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_946kM27rFBk/SL0wU0j2HcI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2atQgZwiTes/s1600-h/Berbatov+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_946kM27rFBk/SL0wU0j2HcI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2atQgZwiTes/s320/Berbatov+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241398675593633218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The season starts NOW!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-984082211474263402?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/984082211474263402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/984082211474263402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/09/dimitar-berbatov.html' title='Dimitar Berbatov'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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/_946kM27rFBk/SL0wUtDmlcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/FdCY5pNY8Ds/s72-c/Berbatov+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-5362320227223961549</id><published>2008-09-01T19:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T19:48:47.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a reason, a season or a lifetime...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: courier new;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reason&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone is in your life for a reason,&lt;br /&gt;it is usually to meet a need you have expressed.&lt;br /&gt;They have come to assist you through a difficulty,&lt;br /&gt;to provide you with guidance and support,&lt;br /&gt;to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They may seem like a godsend and they are.&lt;br /&gt;They are there for the reason you need them to be.&lt;br /&gt;Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time,&lt;br /&gt;this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.&lt;br /&gt;What we must realize is that our need has been met,&lt;br /&gt;our desire fulfilled, their work is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Season&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people come into your life for a season,&lt;br /&gt;because your turn has come to share, grow or learn.&lt;br /&gt;They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;They may teach you something you have never done.&lt;br /&gt;They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it, it is real. But only for a season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lifetime&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifetime relationships teach you lifetime lessons,&lt;br /&gt;things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation.&lt;br /&gt;Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person&lt;br /&gt;and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Thank you for being a part of my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;whether you were a reason, a season or a lifetime...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-5362320227223961549?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/5362320227223961549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/5362320227223961549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/09/reason-season-or-lifetime.html' title='a reason, a season or a lifetime...'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-1086520945835768754</id><published>2008-07-26T17:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T17:38:15.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love makes life beautiful..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Life is too short to wake up with regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the people who treat you  right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the ones who don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe everything happens  for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get a second chance, grab it with both hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it changes your life, let it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said life would be  easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just promised it would be  worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Love makes life beautiful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-1086520945835768754?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/1086520945835768754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/1086520945835768754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-makes-life-beautiful.html' title='Love makes life beautiful..'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-630707689975876647</id><published>2008-07-19T16:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T16:37:11.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carpenters - Top of the world..</title><content type='html'>Such a feelin's comin' over me&lt;br /&gt;There is wonder in most everything I see&lt;br /&gt;Not a cloud in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Got the sun in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I won't be surprised if it's a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I want the world to be&lt;br /&gt;Is now coming true especially for me&lt;br /&gt;And the reason is clear&lt;br /&gt;It's because you are here&lt;br /&gt;You're the nearest thing to heaven that I've seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the top of the world lookin' down on creation&lt;br /&gt;And the only explanation I can find&lt;br /&gt;Is the love that I've found ever since you've been around&lt;br /&gt;Your love's put me at the top of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something in the wind has learned my name&lt;br /&gt;And it's tellin' me that things are not the same&lt;br /&gt;In the leaves on the trees and the touch of the breeze&lt;br /&gt;There's a pleasin' sense of happiness for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one wish on my mind&lt;br /&gt;When this day is through I hope that I will find&lt;br /&gt;That tomorrow will be just the same for you and me&lt;br /&gt;All I need will be mine if you are here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the top of the world lookin' down on creation&lt;br /&gt;And the only explanation I can find&lt;br /&gt;Is the love that I've found ever since you've been around&lt;br /&gt;Your love's put me at the top of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you Miss Chan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-630707689975876647?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/630707689975876647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/630707689975876647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/07/carpenters-top-of-world.html' title='Carpenters - Top of the world..'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-5006413545320028878</id><published>2008-07-04T00:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T00:55:04.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moment to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Movie(s) of the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/e1/A_Walk_To_Remember_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 454px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/e1/A_Walk_To_Remember_Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Walk to Remember (2002) - English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starring the beautiful Mandy Moore &amp;amp; Shane West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/76/A_Moment_to_Remember_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 454px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/76/A_Moment_to_Remember_Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Moment to Remember (2004) - Korean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Starring the lovely Son Ye-jin &amp;amp; Jung Woo-sung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I watched the former alone while i watched the latter in camp with my good buddies Chin Siang, Wei Hong, Bryan &amp;amp; Ron Teo... Chin Siang and me loved the movie and we were so moved.. Sigh... the pain of losing a loved one... If you haven't watched it.. pls do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Although both movie names sound similar, they are not a remake of one another... tho there are a few similarities like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;how (**SPOILER AHEAD**) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;the female lead dies in the end and all... and they are both certified tear jerkers! Certified by Ah Frank cos both movies made me tear man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall... they are worth watchin... dunno why.. but recently i like these kinda movies... who wanna cry with meee??? lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&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/7351612-5006413545320028878?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/5006413545320028878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/5006413545320028878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/07/moment-to-remember.html' title='moment to remember'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-5629279386732903751</id><published>2008-06-24T12:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T12:36:26.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday vijay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Belated Birthday Wishes&lt;br /&gt;to my&lt;br /&gt;ITHAYATHALAPATHY&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Vijay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SGB2Xm23i6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/sGqzMkyo9ho/s1600-h/vijay-villu+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SGB2Xm23i6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/sGqzMkyo9ho/s320/vijay-villu+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215298516434783138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-5629279386732903751?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/5629279386732903751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/5629279386732903751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-vijay.html' title='happy birthday vijay'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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/_946kM27rFBk/SGB2Xm23i6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/sGqzMkyo9ho/s72-c/vijay-villu+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-2594031761289936424</id><published>2008-06-19T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T16:46:07.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Promiscuous One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com/blog/quizzes/stars_say" style="border: 0px solid blue;"&gt; &lt;img alt="fun quiz for myspace profile and blog" src="http://www.lets101.com/images/quiz/zodiac_sagittarius_txt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah... So I'm the Promiscuous One!&lt;br /&gt;So what exactly does it mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Entry:&lt;span class="variant"&gt;  pro·mis·cu·ous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pronunciation:&lt;span class="pronchars"&gt;  \prə-&lt;span class="unicode"&gt;ˈ&lt;/span&gt;mis-kyə-wəs\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Function:&lt;em&gt;  adjective&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="entry misc"&gt;   &lt;div class="defs"&gt;     &lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;     &lt;span class="sense_label start"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span class="sense_content"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; composed of all sorts of persons or things&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;     &lt;span class="sense_label start"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span class="sense_content"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; not restricted to one class, sort, or person : indiscriminate&lt;span class="vi"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_label start"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span class="sense_content"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; not restricted to one sexual partner&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;     &lt;span class="sense_label start"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span class="sense_content"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; casual, irregular&lt;span class="vi"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="run_on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— &lt;span class="variant"&gt;pro·mis·cu·ous·ly&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;em&gt;adverb&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="run_on"&gt; — &lt;span class="variant"&gt;pro·mis·cu·ous·ness&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;em&gt;noun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now THAT i like!!!! &lt;/span&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/7351612-2594031761289936424?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/2594031761289936424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/2594031761289936424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/06/promiscuous-one.html' title='The Promiscuous One'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-7973451960336998429</id><published>2008-06-18T23:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T00:32:54.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weiting is back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Princess M is still in india.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Can't wait for her to be back. Waiting to see the many pics she would have taken and the beautiful sarees/punjabi suits that she buys. Dunno if she got time for shoppin tho. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Zeng is back from Taipei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Welcome back! Nice to hear from her after so loong. lol. But she says she misses taipei! Guess everyone would feel like that when they had a great holiday. Didn't have time to see her pics tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dink just smsed to say they are back from their road trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Dink &amp;amp; Panther are back! It was kinda awkward cos i am so used to toking to dink almost everyday and Euro Cup fever just didn't feel the same without my tok cock buddy Mr Panther. Welcome back guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;France are out of Euro 2008 without winning a single match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian.. and i am utterly disappointed. Benzema was supposed to steal the spot light at Euro Cup and Ribery was suposed to be lethal. What happened? A great chance to knock the Azzuri out and avenge the defeat at the last world cup final. But they threw it all away... Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am still finding for the right job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacker? No I am not. Choosy? Yes I am. I only want the job that I like and I'm not gonna choose any job that comes my way. In the mean time, I've been catching up on movies that I've missed out before and have been wanting to watch. Lemme make the best outta every moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Till den, here's my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To do list &lt;/span&gt;(not in order of importance tho):&lt;br /&gt;- Clean my room (again!)&lt;br /&gt;- Download software/applications for my N95 (which i call Elizabeth by the way)&lt;br /&gt;- Catch Dasavatharam with Dear Viki&lt;br /&gt;- Meet Feli and follow her try out diff hairstyles/highlight her hair/change specs&lt;br /&gt;- Refrain from cutting my hair again (I promise to TRY to grow some hair)&lt;br /&gt;- Buy white sandals/slippers (white shoes/sandals are never enuff)&lt;br /&gt;- Watch Euro Cup wif ZW/JX &amp;amp; Co/Panther&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! I'm a BUSY, BUSY man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-7973451960336998429?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/7973451960336998429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/7973451960336998429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/06/weiting-is-back.html' title='weiting is back'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-5799031602906463246</id><published>2008-06-14T19:33:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T19:57:33.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidayyyy</title><content type='html'>Darling M is now in India on holiday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Miss Zeng is in Thailand also on holiday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dink Partner and Panther are in Malaysia for their annual Road Trip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Hope all of em are having a great time and they better come back SOON safely!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian ah Sian ah.. sibei Sian ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is my beloved France doing at the Euro Cup? World Cup finalists France &amp;amp; Italy were expected to dominate their group of death.. instead Holland is going on a Dutch rampage mission! France better beat Italy in the next game and pray Holland beat the day lights outta Romania so they can go to the q-finals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zidane!!! Ni zhai na li? without you France is a bunch of schoolboys!!! I dunno what the hell is Anelka and Henry doing? France got so many talents but the coach obviously hasn't gotten the best outta them. And what is football without money.. lol.. If Italy or Germany win the Cup, i lose money... If France or Portugal win, i win money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even tho Portugal is my 2nd fav team... I hope Portugal get knocked out asap... Bloody ungrateful C. Ronaldo thinks he is God's gift to football.. Anyone who is so snobbish to Manchester United deserve to eat dust. period. Overall its a good Euro 2008... nice to see Spain playing well after a long time.. and the germans... lets see how events unfold.. till den..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;France need to start winning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a job soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss M very very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-5799031602906463246?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/5799031602906463246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/5799031602906463246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/06/holidayyyy.html' title='holidayyyy'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-3955000121917426513</id><published>2008-06-03T00:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T01:12:56.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear god..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SEQnxJrXD9I/AAAAAAAAAFM/yAt9kZJ1VTs/s1600-h/Lion+King+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SEQnxJrXD9I/AAAAAAAAAFM/yAt9kZJ1VTs/s320/Lion+King+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207330794511994834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dear God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Please save me from my 'friends'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;My enemies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I can take care of them.&lt;/span&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/7351612-3955000121917426513?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/3955000121917426513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/3955000121917426513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/06/dear-god.html' title='dear god..'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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/_946kM27rFBk/SEQnxJrXD9I/AAAAAAAAAFM/yAt9kZJ1VTs/s72-c/Lion+King+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-5194954294372649530</id><published>2008-05-25T22:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:22:36.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn...</title><content type='html'>i badly need a hug...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing's going right at the moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i badly wanted to stay away from the politics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i get sucked in and stabbed on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna chill as much as i wanna kill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just so tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to hang in there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to believe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd get over this shit soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll prove them wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M A WARRIOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;try me - i'll make you famous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-5194954294372649530?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/5194954294372649530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/5194954294372649530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/05/damn.html' title='damn...'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-2804366254698989935</id><published>2008-05-22T18:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T20:58:56.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Champions League Champions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's something i came up with to celebrate our success...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Roman flew over the seas,&lt;br /&gt;and bought himself Chelsea..&lt;br /&gt;He thot with his billions,&lt;br /&gt;they can win fans in millions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool have their history,&lt;br /&gt;while Man United take all glory..&lt;br /&gt;Arsenal have their style,&lt;br /&gt;And Chelsea have Russian Money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money can buy you Fans but not Passion..&lt;br /&gt;Money can buy you Stars but not Legends..&lt;br /&gt;Form is temporary but Class is forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step aside pretenders...&lt;br /&gt;We are the Kings of Europe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SDVSNJrXD1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/7oZTBQDU-58/s1600-h/UEFA+Champions+League+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SDVSNJrXD1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/7oZTBQDU-58/s320/UEFA+Champions+League+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203155330386038610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory Glory Man United! We are the Champions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-2804366254698989935?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/2804366254698989935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/2804366254698989935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/05/champions-league-champions.html' title='Champions League Champions!'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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/_946kM27rFBk/SDVSNJrXD1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/7oZTBQDU-58/s72-c/UEFA+Champions+League+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-19554948890575789</id><published>2008-05-21T00:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T01:00:38.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>job</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need a job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yea, dats rite.. I need a job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after slacking for almost a month after i ORD... i am begining to get a lil panicky now.. savings are getting drained... am begining to feel bored just lazing around.. tho dat sounded like bliss just a few months ago.. i kinda miss being stressed.. miss getting scolded... jus a lil bit only.. miss rushing for deadlines.. miss the compliments.. miss the whole office politics... miss the bitchin... lol.. i think i miss ARMY... haha.. can't believe i just said dat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... maybe i need to meet new ple.. or maybe more ple.. or do more things to get myself occupied.. whatever it is.. i need to get a job! now wat job do i want? simple.. i want a job dat puts me in the company of lotsa beautiful women.. (i said woman, not babes, chicks or bitches).. a job dat i can talk cock my way thru.. dats y i guess i excel at customer service based jobs.. hmmm wat else.. oh ya.. a job dat pays well wld be a bonus.. haha..  see.. very simple right... if anyone knows such a job plsss let me know can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till den... let me enjoy being jobless and aimless.. just lazing around being so carefree.. feels so nice.. sleepin watever time i want.. no need to set alarm.. no need to snooze... no need to rush for work.. dis is the life! wohooo.. opps.. i thot i was supposed to be sick of this lifestyle and start trying to get a job.. oh ya.. yep yep.. i forgot.. i need a job.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-19554948890575789?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/19554948890575789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/19554948890575789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/05/job.html' title='job'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-8102789566174223124</id><published>2008-05-15T19:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T19:32:03.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things i hate about you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;I hate the way you talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you are forever busy  when it comes to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it that you are always outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate your leave-if-you want attitude, i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you so  much it makes me sick, damn it even makes me rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you're  always right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you make me feel like the luckiest man on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you  break my heart, even worse when you don't even realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when  you're not around and the fact that you didn't call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mostly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  hate the way I don't hate you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not even close, not even a little bit, not  even at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-8102789566174223124?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/8102789566174223124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/8102789566174223124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/05/10-things-i-hate-about-you.html' title='10 things i hate about you'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-9062153634046059718</id><published>2008-05-14T15:02:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T19:27:37.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scarface</title><content type='html'>Don't blame me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lc.fdots.com/cc/lc/b3/b36211221de415902de54dbc202d0ee4.gif" alt="MyHotComments.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make way for the Bad Guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-9062153634046059718?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/9062153634046059718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/9062153634046059718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/05/jack-sparrow-rum.html' title='scarface'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-1236598628638960691</id><published>2008-05-12T23:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:29:54.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EPL champions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's 10 for Ferguson and 17 for the road..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SChp22EOS-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/lOQsQbI1UvY/s1600-h/champions120508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SChp22EOS-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/lOQsQbI1UvY/s320/champions120508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199522160746318818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Glory, glory, Man United,&lt;br /&gt;Glory, glory, Man United,&lt;br /&gt;Glory, glory, Man United,&lt;br /&gt;And the reds go marching on, on, on. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Just like the Busby Babes in Days gone by&lt;br /&gt;We'll keep the Red Flags flying high&lt;br /&gt;You've got to see yourself from far and wide&lt;br /&gt;You've got to hear the masses sing with pride &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;United! Man United!&lt;br /&gt;We're the boys in Red and we're on our way to Wem-ber-ly&lt;br /&gt;Wem-ber-ly! Wem-ber-ly!&lt;br /&gt;We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wem-ber-ly&lt;br /&gt;Wem-ber-ly! Wem-ber-ly!&lt;br /&gt;We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wem-ber-ly &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;In Seventy-Seven it was Docherty&lt;br /&gt;Atkinson will make it Eighty-Three&lt;br /&gt;And everyone will know just who we are&lt;br /&gt;They'll be singing 'Que Sera Sera' &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;United! Man United!&lt;br /&gt;We're the boys in Red and we're on our way to Wem-ber-ly&lt;br /&gt;Wem-ber-ly! Wem-ber-ly!&lt;br /&gt;We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wem-ber-ly&lt;br /&gt;Wem-ber-ly! Wem-ber-ly!&lt;br /&gt;We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wem-ber-ly &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Glory Glory Man United&lt;br /&gt;Glory Glory Man United&lt;br /&gt;Glory Glory Man United&lt;br /&gt;As the Reds Go Marching On! On! On!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;We're Man U and we are loud,&lt;br /&gt;Loyal fans and totally proud,&lt;br /&gt;Beat 'em at home beat 'em away,&lt;br /&gt;Kill any b*stards that get in our way,&lt;br /&gt;We hate City, Scouse, Leeds scum,&lt;br /&gt;And we make the b*stards run,&lt;br /&gt;With this team we shall go far,&lt;br /&gt;Hughes, Giggs, Sharpe and Cantona,&lt;br /&gt;Won the league let's do it again,&lt;br /&gt;By just one point instead of ten,&lt;br /&gt;We'll keep the red flag flying high,&lt;br /&gt;'Coz Man United will never die.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;We are just one of those teams,&lt;br /&gt;That you see now and then;&lt;br /&gt;We often score six,&lt;br /&gt;But we seldom score ten,&lt;br /&gt;"We beat 'em at home,&lt;br /&gt;And we beat and we beat 'em away,&lt;br /&gt;We kill any b*stards,&lt;br /&gt;That get in our way.&lt;br /&gt;We are the pride of all Europe,&lt;br /&gt;The cock of the North,&lt;br /&gt;We hate the Scousers, the&lt;br /&gt;Cockneys of course;&lt;br /&gt;We are United,&lt;br /&gt;Without any doubt,&lt;br /&gt;We are the Manchester boys."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Drink, drink, wherever you may be,&lt;br /&gt;We are the drunk and disorderly,&lt;br /&gt;And we don't give a f*ck, and we don't give a sh*t,&lt;br /&gt;We're going home with the championship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink, drink, wherever you may be,&lt;br /&gt;We are the drunk and disorderly,&lt;br /&gt;And we don't give a sh*t, and we don't give a f*ck,&lt;br /&gt;We're going home with the European Cup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SChtn2EOS_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/bnPWE2PMNqw/s1600-h/moscow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SChtn2EOS_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/bnPWE2PMNqw/s320/moscow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199526301094792178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Watch out Chel$ea! See you in Moscow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-1236598628638960691?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/1236598628638960691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/1236598628638960691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/05/epl-champions.html' title='EPL champions!'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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/_946kM27rFBk/SChp22EOS-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/lOQsQbI1UvY/s72-c/champions120508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-1099583500796896330</id><published>2008-05-01T18:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T18:27:27.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rekha n Neelu</title><content type='html'>Oh my gawd!!!! I'm so in love with this &lt;a href="http://vasantham.mediacorptv.sg/2007/vstar2007/Rekha.htm"&gt;Rekha&lt;/a&gt; gal! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is soo cute and beautiful sia.. I dun normally watch Vasantham Central so i didn't catch the Vasantham Star liao.. but i came across a few clips on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_38jhIwWpDo"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt; and realised Rekha is hawt... very good expressions.. i think she's the most beautiful of the lot.. yea better than Udaya.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i realised &lt;a href="http://vasantham.mediacorptv.sg/2007/vstar2007/neela.htm"&gt;Neelu&lt;/a&gt; was my good fren who i lost contact yrs back.. Waaah.. all become famous liao! lol.. now i need to find Rekha.. Where are you?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-1099583500796896330?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/1099583500796896330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/1099583500796896330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-my-gawd-im-so-in-love-with-this.html' title='Rekha n Neelu'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-4107745996046654125</id><published>2008-04-30T15:15:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T16:50:15.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>man u 1 barca 0</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who&lt;/span&gt;: Manchester United FC v Barcelona FC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;: UEFA Champions League Semi-final (2nd leg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where&lt;/span&gt;: Old Trafford (The Theatre of Dreams)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barcelona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is still a long way to go in this tie. We will play the game as  if it were a final and I think we have a great chance of getting through.&lt;br /&gt;- Milito (defender)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This team is capable of going to any ground and winning, so I have no  doubt we can make the final.&lt;br /&gt;- Xavi (midfielder)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A goal away from home is worth double and we can definitely score at Old  Trafford.&lt;br /&gt;- Eto'o (striker)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a difficult ground and a strong team, but I think that we can get through.&lt;br /&gt;- Frank Rijkaard (Coach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Man United&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the crowd behind us, we are noted for our attacking play and creating  chances and I am confident we can do that.&lt;br /&gt;- Ryan Giggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't get lifted for a Champions League semi-final in front of your own  fans, what can you get lifted for?&lt;br /&gt;- Darren Fletcher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going to score in Manchester.&lt;br /&gt;- Cristiano Ronaldo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game now starts at Old Trafford, it's the deciding game.&lt;br /&gt;- Sir Alex Ferguson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SBgt0VHXx5I/AAAAAAAAADM/aBqDN-7pYns/s1600-h/mufcteambarca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SBgt0VHXx5I/AAAAAAAAADM/aBqDN-7pYns/s320/mufcteambarca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194952547216377746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our fans holding up a sign reading 68 and 99, the two years we have won the  European Cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SBgt0lHXx6I/AAAAAAAAADU/pAwBJ90pUiw/s1600-h/messinani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SBgt0lHXx6I/AAAAAAAAADU/pAwBJ90pUiw/s320/messinani.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194952551511345058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barcelona's boy genius Messi simply couldn't beat the Red Devils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SBgt01HXx7I/AAAAAAAAADc/LI5cqLVprYo/s1600-h/paulscholes1barca0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SBgt01HXx7I/AAAAAAAAADc/LI5cqLVprYo/s320/paulscholes1barca0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194952555806312370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An amazing half-volley into the top corner from Paul Scholes! Our first shot at goal and its IN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SBgt1FHXx8I/AAAAAAAAADk/wL9I-_P7Hj0/s1600-h/scholes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SBgt1FHXx8I/AAAAAAAAADk/wL9I-_P7Hj0/s320/scholes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194952560101279682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scholes will finally get to play in a UEFA Champions League final after being suspended in 99 with Roy Keane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SBgt1FHXx9I/AAAAAAAAADs/yYHwp127arY/s1600-h/siralex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 220px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SBgt1FHXx9I/AAAAAAAAADs/yYHwp127arY/s320/siralex.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194952560101279698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally that second Champions League final for Sir Alex Ferguson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SBgt8lHXx-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/w2bkle8keaQ/s1600-h/manutd1barca0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/SBgt8lHXx-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/w2bkle8keaQ/s320/manutd1barca0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194952688950298594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full Time: Manchester United 1 Barcelona FC  0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What a game. What a performance. Old Trafford has gone wild!&lt;br /&gt;We are ready for an all-English final. Doesn't matter Red or Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;See you in Moscow!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-4107745996046654125?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/4107745996046654125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/4107745996046654125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/04/man-u-1-barca-0.html' title='man u 1 barca 0'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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/_946kM27rFBk/SBgt0VHXx5I/AAAAAAAAADM/aBqDN-7pYns/s72-c/mufcteambarca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-3851628163921635544</id><published>2008-04-27T11:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:51:59.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kuruvi trailer</title><content type='html'>My Ilaiyathalapathy Vijay is back with another jewel in his crown. Another blockbuster film from him. Here it is.. the much awaited.. KURUVI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eQTMwe7AVHs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eQTMwe7AVHs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming Soon... to rock your world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-3851628163921635544?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/3851628163921635544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/3851628163921635544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/04/kuruvi-trailer.html' title='kuruvi trailer'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-2687681854608330567</id><published>2008-04-22T20:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T23:31:32.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ORD!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Finally i have ORD! Back in action once again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people in this world...&lt;br /&gt;have clutched their hearts again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have returned,&lt;br /&gt;bringing back with me..&lt;br /&gt;lots of excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look who's here.&lt;br /&gt;Back to rule your world.&lt;br /&gt;Who's got you mesmerized?&lt;br /&gt;For whom do you wait with open arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is this charming man?&lt;br /&gt;Recognize me.&lt;br /&gt;I am Ah Frank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bid my life..&lt;br /&gt;and gamble with death.&lt;br /&gt;I have no regrets..&lt;br /&gt;nor do i care..&lt;br /&gt;who i make my enemy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No enemy of mine..&lt;br /&gt;will live too long.&lt;br /&gt;I am very dangerous..&lt;br /&gt;and forever cunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is back to win the world over?&lt;br /&gt;Recognize me.&lt;br /&gt;I am Ah Frank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their eyes inviting..&lt;br /&gt;many women have wanted me for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;But these two eyes..&lt;br /&gt;that are glancing into mine,&lt;br /&gt;have me mesmerized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These eyes tell me..&lt;br /&gt;that they are hiding an intoxicating secret.&lt;br /&gt;I am getting addicted to them..&lt;br /&gt;and my heart is falling under it's spell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is here that has fallen under this spell?&lt;br /&gt;Recognize me&lt;br /&gt;I am Ah Frank..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-2687681854608330567?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/2687681854608330567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/2687681854608330567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/04/ord.html' title='ORD!!'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-3143576060026359114</id><published>2008-04-20T21:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T21:58:58.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wisdon teeth n btt</title><content type='html'>After 6 Years and countless attempts, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally PASSED MY BASIC THEORY TEST!!! haha... this time round i just read the book once and did the test in 7 mins.. maybe my time for success has (finally) come! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a diff note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have taken out 4 wisdom tooth last week... 2 by surgery and 2 by extraction.. the Doctor warned me its gonna be damn painful and all the more i wanted to do it! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna hear the toothless Lion ROAR?? haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-3143576060026359114?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/3143576060026359114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/3143576060026359114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/04/wisdon-teeth-n-btt.html' title='wisdon teeth n btt'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-6143146832989351594</id><published>2008-04-16T15:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T15:50:38.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1-10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; The most selfish ONE letter word, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The most satisfying TWO letter word, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;WE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The most poisonous THREE letter word,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;EGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- kill it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The most used FOUR letter word,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- value it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The most pleasing FIVE letter word,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;SMILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- keep it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The fastest spreading SIX letter word,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;RUMOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The hardest working SEVEN letter word,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;SUCCESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The most enviable EIGHT letter word,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;JEALOUSY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- distance it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The most powerful NINE letter word,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;KNOWLEDGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- acquire it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The most essential TEN letter word,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;CONFIDENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- trust it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-6143146832989351594?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/6143146832989351594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/6143146832989351594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/04/1-10.html' title='1-10'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-7933392518897742594</id><published>2008-04-10T21:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T21:56:51.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 week to ord...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Life is beautiful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here are 10 reasons why.. (not in order of importance tho)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. ORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more week to ORD... The Raging Bull is raring to be unleashed! haha.. tho i'm gonna miss my dear buddies and the times spent with them.. life goes on i guess... Freedom - here i come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Glory Glory Man United&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manchester United in the Champions League semi-final and top of the EPL table... Arsenal are left eating dust.. What more could i ask for? Let the fairy tale continue... Let the magic enchant.. Let history be written... as the Red Devils go marchin on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Career&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've suffered sleepless nights wondering what career shall i pursue... Well i'm still undecided and i have applied in a few places for diff positions.. and i have been called up for my first job interview next week!.. wohooo... working life (and office ladies)... here i come!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Wisdom Tooth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. ple have been saying I'm crazy... but then again haven't they been saying that about me all along..  haha.. anyways, I'm plucking 3 wisdom tooth tomorrow... pushin myself to the limit to test my mental n physical toughness!... Gonna bring ipod to listen to some happening songs whilst the dentist plucks out tooth... haha.. watcha expect.. i crazy wat! lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. N95&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After spending so much money buying my Nokia N95 8g phone 1 or 2 months after it was launched.. its a pity i never get to use it much as i've to use my non-camera spare phone for camp.. so after I ord.. i've all the time in the world to upload songs, games n applications!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have much time to go shopping recently.. and i guess i shall have lotsa time to do so soon.. and i shall Shop Shop Shop.. for SHOES!!!! haha.. Chin Siang told me Pedro is having a sale.. so i shall go buy a pair of black shoes, Brown shoes and yes.. my fav White shoes!!.. n white slippers!! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. HAIR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Haha... I've been seen with my usual botak hairstyle for so many years.. since poly i guess... so for a change i've decided to TRY to grow some hair... long enough to braid them.. hehe.. and yes.. i'm definately gonna be growing my beard which i miss so much! haha.. no more waking up early on Monday morning to shave for camp... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Basic Theory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ok.. this is humiliating... but i've been failing my basic theory tests since when i was 18yrs old.. and i'm 25 this yr.. do your math.. i dunno why but i just can't seem to pass.. i'm not gonna say how many times i've failed tho.. for obvious reasons! .. Nyways.. i've been scheduled for one next friday.. wish me all the best! Its time to slay that monster once and for all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Kuruvi the Movie- Releasing Soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/R_4Z3JHocpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/K6pJcot7Yq8/s1600-h/kuruvi-18-03-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/R_4Z3JHocpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/K6pJcot7Yq8/s320/kuruvi-18-03-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187612255908819602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite Actor Vijay. Need i say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. She&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She? ... Yes... Who?... She who has casued me so many sleepless nights.. She who makes my hormones race at the speed of light.. haha.. She who stirs up happiness and sadness at the same time.. Who am i talking about?.. My fav Nayantara?.. hmmm.. or the lovely Priyamani?.. Maybe.. Or issit beautiful Sada?.. haha.. im not telling!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-7933392518897742594?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/7933392518897742594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/7933392518897742594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/04/1-week-to-ord.html' title='1 week to ord...'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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/_946kM27rFBk/R_4Z3JHocpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/K6pJcot7Yq8/s72-c/kuruvi-18-03-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-5036313957377926287</id><published>2008-03-11T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T20:50:16.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA Boys there</title><content type='html'>I AM SO IN LURVE WITH M.I.A!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. now you are askin "Who the hell is M.I.A?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/R9Z-cUE-55I/AAAAAAAAABk/uSqE5KeRnwI/s1600-h/mia+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/R9Z-cUE-55I/AAAAAAAAABk/uSqE5KeRnwI/s320/mia+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176463846600009618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/M.i.a"&gt;M.I.A&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;-- click her name to find out more about her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fZv-G7IISgs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fZv-G7IISgs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. don't understand a word of what she's singing? I knew it.. Here, check out the song with lyrics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RgVh9Dyiv_U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RgVh9Dyiv_U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 'IN' song now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember you heard it here first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ya waiting for?? Go rock the clubs!!! Nanannanana!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-5036313957377926287?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/5036313957377926287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/5036313957377926287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/03/mia-boys-there.html' title='MIA Boys there'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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/_946kM27rFBk/R9Z-cUE-55I/AAAAAAAAABk/uSqE5KeRnwI/s72-c/mia+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-1431215647985134938</id><published>2008-03-01T20:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T20:13:55.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>words of wisdom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;words of wisdom... points to ponder... for a beautiful life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you  get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any  other.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't believe all you  hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you say, 'I love you,' mean it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you say, 'I'm sorry,' look the person in the  eye.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be engaged at least six  months before you get married.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Believe in love at first sight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never laugh at anyone's dream. People who don't have dreams don't have  much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love deeply and  passionately. You might get hurt but it's the only way to live life  completely.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In disagreements,  fight fairly. No name calling.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't judge people by their relatives.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talk slowly but think quickly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When someone asks you a question you don't want to answer, smile and  ask, 'Why do you want to know?'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember that great love and great achievements involve great  risk..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Say 'bless you' when  you hear someone sneeze.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When  you lose, don't lose the lesson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember the three R's: Respect for self; Respect for others; and  responsibility for all your actions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you realize you've made a mistake,  take immediate steps to correct it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your  voice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spend some time  alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-1431215647985134938?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/1431215647985134938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/1431215647985134938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/03/words-of-wisdom.html' title='words of wisdom...'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-3478643905752158487</id><published>2008-02-27T22:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T08:46:18.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JI head escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;A massive police operation is underway in Singapore after the leader of the Jemaah Islamiyah network here, Mas Selamat Kastari, escaped from detention at 4.05pm on Wednesday 27/02/08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is happening to this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has man evolved too much for his own good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is all the progress of men.. actually for his own destruction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is shorter than we think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone pass me a beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it ice cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-3478643905752158487?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/3478643905752158487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/3478643905752158487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/02/ji-head-escape.html' title='JI head escape'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-3522927969658691896</id><published>2008-02-23T10:15:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T08:40:00.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trg Branch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;U stay in camp from mon-fri... how do u handle the stress and still enjoy life with many moments of laughter? Here it is.. the Hall of Fame.. the guys who have made me laugh until i tear.. and made life in camp one to treasure... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mark-ko Wei Hong (aka Torres)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/R7-ToMCMiYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QADESZA-swo/s1600-h/1_425633878l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/R7-ToMCMiYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QADESZA-swo/s320/1_425633878l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170013215879104898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best tok cock buddy n partner in crime. We are the coolest and most happening guys around. Ple wanna be like us or wanna join us. Cos we rock the place. My best buddy to watch Ch8 shows, drool at the female leads, make fun of the storyline n bitch about the rest.. N we are both sagittarius.. that explains why we have the same thinkin towards women n we are.. yes.. dats right... simply CHARMING! lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chua Chin Siang (aka Calvin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/R7-UE8CMiZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xMgzm2MPVSA/s1600-h/19495864739282l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/R7-UE8CMiZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xMgzm2MPVSA/s320/19495864739282l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170013709800343954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks like Calvin from the comic strip Calvin &amp;amp; Hobbes. Small size, extremely cute n funny guy. He is like our baby brother. Tries to be cool but most of the time he is making us laugh by making blunders. Mainly its cos he speaks very fast and often says the wrong stuff. We have compiled a list of his blunders. Confirm make u luff till die liao. The other day he is telling me and Wei Hong about this movie he saw over the weekend n how he loved every bit of it. The movie was called Elizabeth Town starring his fav actress Kirsten Dunst but the way he pronounced it.. we were wondering what he means by INVISIBLE TOWN starring CURTAIN DANCE!!! haha.. This is how he makes us luff everyday.. He is definately an asset to our branch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chan Leong Wai (The Coolest Officer Around)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/R7-Z5sCMiaI/AAAAAAAAABE/k2Cm9AS1rR0/s1600-h/377545087l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/R7-Z5sCMiaI/AAAAAAAAABE/k2Cm9AS1rR0/s320/377545087l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170020113596582306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was passed the baton to lead us and he has done a great job. The guy who we can consult, tok cock, whine to, disturb n gossip wif. Its not easy being a leader and friend but he has done just that. From my point of view he has excelled in both roles tho people outside our branch mite feel otherwise, not that i care bout them anyway. He is also an avid gamer and great cockster, the kind of people u need at every gathering to make it lively. Oh ya about his laugh.. have u heard his laughter? Be afraid.. be very afraid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bryan Sio (The Die Hard Red Devil)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/R7-bpcCMibI/AAAAAAAAABM/OVfBD9hMvUc/s1600-h/1_380472769l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/R7-bpcCMibI/AAAAAAAAABM/OVfBD9hMvUc/s320/1_380472769l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170022033446963634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho he has ORD-ed... He is greatly missed in the office.. One of the most sensible guys in the office who knows exactly what he wants. Every office needs someone like him to keep the people focused and sane. My fellow Man United fan who started the Man United Revolution together with me instead of suffering in silence like his upperstudy Aloysius. Had a great bond with him. There are times when there are lotsa ple around n something happens/someone says sumthin den we will look at each other, we dun have to speak words but we understand what each other is thinking and we will start luffin. He may look like the simple boy-next-door.. but is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Finally,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Ladies &amp;amp; Gentlemen.. Boys &amp;amp; Girls.. Children of All ages..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Presenting to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE LEGENDARY TRAINING BRANCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/R7-in8CMidI/AAAAAAAAABc/hNEeMOYbhqo/s1600-h/Training+Branch+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/R7-in8CMidI/AAAAAAAAABc/hNEeMOYbhqo/s320/Training+Branch+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170029704258554322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-3522927969658691896?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/3522927969658691896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/3522927969658691896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/02/random.html' title='Trg Branch'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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/_946kM27rFBk/R7-ToMCMiYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QADESZA-swo/s72-c/1_425633878l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-7001668255021639534</id><published>2008-02-19T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T21:46:06.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>better man...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;This song kinda sums up how i've been feeling lately... every word of it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;I need to rest in arms&lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe from harm&lt;br /&gt;In pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me endless summer&lt;br /&gt;Lord I fear the cold&lt;br /&gt;Feel I'm getting old&lt;br /&gt;Before my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doing all I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go easy on my conscience&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's not my fault&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been taught&lt;br /&gt;To take the blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured my angels&lt;br /&gt;Will catch my tears&lt;br /&gt;Walk me out of here&lt;br /&gt;I'm in pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doing all I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've found that lover&lt;br /&gt;You're homeward bound&lt;br /&gt;Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some have fallen&lt;br /&gt;On stony ground&lt;br /&gt;But Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;I need to rest in arms&lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe from harm&lt;br /&gt;In pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me endless summer&lt;br /&gt;Lord I fear the cold&lt;br /&gt;Feel I'm getting old&lt;br /&gt;Before my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doin' all I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DbQpSUzEn6I&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DbQpSUzEn6I&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-7001668255021639534?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/7001668255021639534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/7001668255021639534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/02/better-man.html' title='better man...'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-2448805158415880491</id><published>2008-02-17T21:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T23:52:40.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>man u 4 - arsenal 0 (FA Cup 5th rd)</title><content type='html'>The stage was set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event: English FA Cup 5th round&lt;br /&gt;Teams: Manhester United vs Arsenal&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Old Trafford&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am convinced that it will be an intense match from the first minute. But I believe we are the best team in England right now"&lt;br /&gt;- Frencesc Fabregas (Arsenal's star midfielder)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manchester United and Arsenal are the 2 biggest teams in England right now (Liverpool can be the 3rd best and pretenders Chelsea are piece of crap). These 2 teams represent the divide between the north and south of England.  And given that the last time these 2 teams played each other, it was a 2-2 draw and there was very little to seperate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, the Champions outplayed, outscored and outgunned the Gunners using home advantage to record a 4-0 win. So how did the team which lost their derby match to bitter rivals Manchester City 2-1 last weekend suddenly run riot over Arsenal? One man made the difference. Who is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the character in the war films who whips out a machine gun a shoots the countless enemies before him despite being shot several times. People say he does not know fear. He is not like us and he does not feel pain. He cannot stop swearing and he doesn't like referees at all. His mere appearance on the field makes Man United look so dangerous. Defenders don't want to face him. He is a goalkeeper's nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/R7hQKsCMiXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0Zm3HBkk1B8/s1600-h/Rooney+bring+on+the+blues.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/R7hQKsCMiXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0Zm3HBkk1B8/s320/Rooney+bring+on+the+blues.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167968716956928370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAYNE ROONEY! And he says... &lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={B4CEE8FA-9A47-47BC-B069-3F7A2F35DB70}&amp;newsid=533288"&gt;Bring on the BLUES!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told MUTV that he'll be delighted if United draw Chelsea in the FA Cup quarter-final. After last weekend's bad day at the office, United are well and truly back on track. The FA Cup quarter final draw takes place on Monday 18 February.&lt;br /&gt;The Red Devils are in the hunt for the treble this season and they have the depth in squad to do it... Here they are.. your superstars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=91951"&gt;1. Edwin Van der Sar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=91914"&gt;2. Gary Neville&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=91915"&gt;3. Patrice Evra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=92676"&gt;4. Owen Hargreaves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=91957"&gt;5. Rio Ferdinand&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=91958"&gt;6. Wes Brown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=91960"&gt;7. Cristiano Ronaldo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=92679"&gt;8.  Anderson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=91967"&gt;9. Louis Saha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=91962"&gt;10. Wayne Rooney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=91965"&gt;11. Ryan Giggs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=92000"&gt;12. Ben Foster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=91966"&gt;13. Ji-sung Park&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=91959"&gt;15. Nemanja Vidic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=92204"&gt;16. Michael Carrick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=92680"&gt;17.  Nani&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=91964"&gt;18. Paul Scholes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=91918"&gt;19. Gerard Pique&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=92589"&gt;21. Fangzhuo Dong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=91952"&gt;22. John O'Shea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=91989"&gt;23. Jonny Evans&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=91950"&gt;24. Darren Fletcher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=91998"&gt;25. Danny Simpson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=91913"&gt;27. Mikael Silvestre&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=92179"&gt;29. Tomasz Kuszczak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=92819"&gt;32. Carlos Tevez&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=91999"&gt;33. Chris Eagles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={FE60904B-C2A8-4E60-9B05-700DBBC29BBC}&amp;section=playerProfile&amp;teamid=458&amp;bioid=92163"&gt;38. Tom Heaton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till den.. &lt;br /&gt;GLORY GLORY MAN UNITED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-2448805158415880491?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/2448805158415880491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/2448805158415880491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2008/02/man-u-4-arsenal-0-fa-cup-5th-rd.html' title='man u 4 - arsenal 0 (FA Cup 5th rd)'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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/_946kM27rFBk/R7hQKsCMiXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0Zm3HBkk1B8/s72-c/Rooney+bring+on+the+blues.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-2587560499457012247</id><published>2007-12-10T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T15:14:12.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anastacia</title><content type='html'>Yahooo... its my fav time of the year! i lurve Dec! Got Xmas fever... Mua birthday (i am finally 24!! old liaoz)... Everyone hopefully in good moods thanks to the spirit of giving and sharing... Finally time to enjoy the festive season wif family and frens after a year of slogging for teh economy.. but.. it also means... SPRING CLEANING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... i was cleaning my room when i came across my secondary sch stuff like my old scrap books.. then i saw this song lyrics that i had scribbled on a particular page.. it brought back a lot of wonderful memories.. n i still love the song... its from the animated feature film &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anastasia_%281997_film%29"&gt;Anastasia.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/R1zi1OGDcLI/AAAAAAAAAAU/mdU4cUoEyr0/s1600-h/Anastasia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_946kM27rFBk/R1zi1OGDcLI/AAAAAAAAAAU/mdU4cUoEyr0/s320/Anastasia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142234278494695602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;color:pink;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 153);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;At the Beginning&lt;br /&gt;(by Richard Marx &amp;amp; Dinna Lewis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;color:pink;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;color:pink;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;We were strangers starting out on our journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Never dreaming what we'd have to go through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Now here we are and I'm suddenly standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;No one told me I was going to find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Unexpected what you did to my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;When I lost hope you were there to remind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;This is the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Life is a road and I want to keep going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Love is a river I want to keep flowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Life is a road now and forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll be there when the world stops turning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll be there whenthe storm is through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;We were strangers on a crazy adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Never dreaming how our dreams would come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Now here we stand unafraid of the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I knew there was somebody somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Like me alone in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Now I know my dream will live on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I've been waiting so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Nothing's gonna tear us apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Life is a road and I wanna keep going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Love is a river I wanna keep going on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Starting out on our journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Life is a road and I wanna keep going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Love is a river I wanna keep flowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;In the end I wanna be standing at the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KmSKU7vM6wg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KmSKU7vM6wg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;damn nice rite.. enough of all the office politics, back stabbing, ladder climbing... enough of all the fighting and bad mouthing... spread the love.. feel the warmth.. not becos franky said so.. but cos tis the season to be jolly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-2587560499457012247?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/2587560499457012247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/2587560499457012247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2007/12/anastacia.html' title='Anastacia'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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/_946kM27rFBk/R1zi1OGDcLI/AAAAAAAAAAU/mdU4cUoEyr0/s72-c/Anastasia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-8101916179794603799</id><published>2007-10-01T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T00:34:45.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Memories... for the one and only...&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I remember all the times we had together, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the things we had done,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those times you held my hands,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we ran around playing,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had nothing on our minds,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the best of friends.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;We used to hang out all day,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And chat on the phone all night,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People said we would get together,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will make a great pair,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How we laughed at them coz to us at that point,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the best of friends.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;It was the last day,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went our separate ways,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn’t think much about tomorrow,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn’t think it was time to say goodbye,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought everything would always be the same,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz after all those days we had spent together,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the best of friends.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But we went on different tracks,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives no more crossed,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories did cross my mind,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those bittersweet times all not forgotten,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I did miss you, miss you a little-coz after all &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the best of friends.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Now we’re earning our big money,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living our wildest dreams,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there’s something missing,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A weird hollow feeling,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emptiness you used to fill when, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We were the best of friends.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                      &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I still think of you, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of you a lot,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you have been,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how we could have been,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had known this was going to happen,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would’ve cherished every moment,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could see you again, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear your voice just once,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch up on those years,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve been missing in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People say I love you,&lt;br /&gt;People say I wanna be with you,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna patch the broken friendship,&lt;br /&gt;Re-live the Poly days,&lt;br /&gt;Once again taste the joy of innocence,&lt;br /&gt;Experience the sweetness of having you by my side,&lt;br /&gt;Let them say whatever they want,&lt;br /&gt;Coz to me you will always be,&lt;br /&gt;The one and only best friend I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend, for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-8101916179794603799?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/8101916179794603799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/8101916179794603799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2007/10/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-3236280668471953482</id><published>2007-09-19T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T11:55:38.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing lasts forever..</title><content type='html'>Nothing lasts forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so live it up,&lt;br /&gt;drink it down,&lt;br /&gt;laugh it off,&lt;br /&gt;avoid the bullshit,&lt;br /&gt;take chances,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; never have regrets,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because at one point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everythin you did,&lt;br /&gt;was exactly what you wanted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-3236280668471953482?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/3236280668471953482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/3236280668471953482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2007/09/nothing-lasts-forever.html' title='nothing lasts forever..'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-8974425756154379805</id><published>2007-08-10T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T19:19:06.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Tarot Card are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/winged/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Emperor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Stability, power, protection, realization; a great person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Emperor is the great authority figure of the Tarot, so it represents&lt;br /&gt;fathers, father-figures and employers. There is a lot of aggression and violence&lt;br /&gt;too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Emperor naturally follows the Empress. Like an infant, he is filled with enthuiasm, energy, aggression. He is direct, guileless and all too often irresistible. Unfortunately, like a baby he can also be a tyrant. Impatient, demanding, controlling. In the best of circumstances, he signifies the leader that everyone wants to follow, sitting on a throne that indicates the solid foundation of an Empire he created, loves and rules with intelligence and enthusiasm. But that throne can also be a trap, a responsibility that has the Emperor feeling restless, bored and discontent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-8974425756154379805?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/8974425756154379805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/8974425756154379805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-tarot-card-are-you.html' title='What Tarot Card are You?'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-5015925682304092716</id><published>2007-07-30T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T21:28:38.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woman n man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;How true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing for a women is financial security.&lt;br /&gt;Although this is so important, they still go out and buy expensive clothes and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Although they always buy expensive clothes, they never have something to wear.&lt;br /&gt;Although they never have something to wear, they always dress beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;Although they always dress beautifully, their clothes are always just "an old rag".&lt;br /&gt;Although their clothes are always "just an old rag", they still expect you to compliment them.&lt;br /&gt;Although they expect you to compliment them, when you do, they don't believe you.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All men are extremely busy.&lt;br /&gt;Although they are so busy, they still have time for women.&lt;br /&gt;Although they have time for women, they don't really care for them.&lt;br /&gt;Although they don't really care for them, they always have one around.&lt;br /&gt;Although they always have one around them, they always try their luck with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Its a mad, mad world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-5015925682304092716?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/5015925682304092716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/5015925682304092716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2007/07/woman-n-man.html' title='woman n man'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-8787815570262041901</id><published>2007-07-24T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T10:46:21.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 don't when sleeping..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;5 Don'ts when sleeping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;1. DON'T SLEEP WITH A WATCH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watches can emit a  certain level of radioactivity. Though small, but, if you  wear your watch to bed for a long time, it might have  adverse effects on your health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;2. DON'T SLEEP WITH A BRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientists in America have discovered  that those who wear bras for more than 12 hours have a  higher risk of getting breast cancer. So go to bed without  it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;3. DON'T SLEEP WITH A  HANDPHONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting the phone beside your bed or anywhere  near you is not encouraged. Though some of us will  use phones as alarm clocks, please put the phone as  far as possible. Scientists have proved that  electrical items including mobile phone and television sets  emit magnetic waves when used. These waves can cause disruptions to our nervous system. Therefore if you need to put your mobile phone near you, switch it off first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;4. DON'T SLEEP WITH YOUR MAKE UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who sleep with make up might have skin problems in the long run. Sleeping with make up will cause the skin to have difficulty in breathing and problem in perspiring. You will also need a much longer time to go into  deep sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;LASTLY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;5. DON'T SLEEP WITH OTHERS' WIFE /  HUSBAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may never wake up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-8787815570262041901?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/8787815570262041901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/8787815570262041901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2007/07/5-dont-when-sleeping.html' title='5 don&apos;t when sleeping..'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-392655379797171517</id><published>2007-07-15T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T17:53:48.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where oh where</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm in lurve wif this sad song... thanks to my Aunty Malini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Oh where, oh where, can my baby be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The  Lord took her away from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;She's gone to heaven so I've got to be good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;So I can see my baby when I leave this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;We were out on a date  in my daddy's car,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;We hadn't driven very far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;There in the road straight  ahead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;A car was stalled, the engine was dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I couldn't stop, so I  swerved to the right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'll never forget the sound that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The  screaming tires, the busting glass,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The painful scream that I heard last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Oh where, oh where, can my baby be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The Lord took her away from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;She's  gone to heaven so I've got to be good, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;So I can see my baby when I leave this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When I woke up, the rain was falling down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;There were people standing all  around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Something warm flowing through my eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;But somehow I found my  baby that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I lifted her head, she looked at me and said;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Hold me darling just a little while."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I held her close I kissed her - our last kiss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I found the love that I knew I had missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Well now she's gone even though I hold her tight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I lost my love, my life that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Oh where, oh where, can my baby be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The Lord took her away from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;She's  gone to heaven so I've got to be good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;So I can see my baby when I leave this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" href="http://www.angelfire.com/de3/whereowhere/"&gt;---&gt; Listen to Song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-392655379797171517?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/392655379797171517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/392655379797171517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2007/07/where-oh-where.html' title='where oh where'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-2985699225422802618</id><published>2007-06-01T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T22:43:45.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shivaji Trailer</title><content type='html'>Ladies &amp; Gentleman, presenting to you...&lt;br /&gt;the biggest indian blockbuster of the year... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Shivaji - The Boss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P3HGFB8x0hg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P3HGFB8x0hg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-2985699225422802618?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/2985699225422802618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/2985699225422802618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2007/06/shivaji-trailer.html' title='Shivaji Trailer'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-4952478184191572730</id><published>2007-05-24T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T22:18:45.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poem..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok this is a lil poem or watever-you-call-it that i made up to summarize the season... here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;They sing You'll Never Walk Alone...&lt;br /&gt;Just like how (AC) Milan has shown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ended up as losers..&lt;br /&gt;Together with the posers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;At the end of the road,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You find only we can gloat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Together We sing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Glory Glory Man United!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You can say we are obsessed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And in the FA cup we were supressed.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;but then again,&lt;br /&gt;only our season was a success!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I only took a dig at liverpool cos i think they are the only other team who play with passion in England after Manchester United. These are the 2 biggest teams with tradition. Arsenal are not there yet but then again i still respect them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But chelsea have no tradition and i have no regard for pretenders who believe money can buy you anythin. Maybe, just maybe money can buy anythin,  but not the Premier league title! Eat your hearts out chelsea fans! Sir Alex IS the Special One. Glory Glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-4952478184191572730?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/4952478184191572730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/4952478184191572730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2007/05/poem.html' title='poem..'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-2631205373406401995</id><published>2007-05-19T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T13:17:00.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Velli Malareh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;One of my fav songs... ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Song: Velli Malarae Velli Malare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Movie: Jodi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Actors: Prashanth, Simran &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Singers: S P Balasubramaniyam, Mahalakshmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lyrics: Vairamuthu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music: A R Rahman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Velli malarae velli malarae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Velli malarae velli malarae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Naetruvarai nee neduvanam kandai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;otraikkaalil uyaraththil nindrai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Manjal maalai mazhaiyil nanaindhai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;chiththirai maadham veyilum sumandhai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Iththanai thavangal yaendhaan seydhaayo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Thaen sidharum manmadha malarae endrey solvaayo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Ilanthalirae ilanthalirae, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Velli malarandru iyatriya thavam yetharku?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Penmangai unthan koondhal saervatharku.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Minnoliyil malarvana thaazhampookkaL,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;kannoliyil malarvana kaadhal pookkal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Nenjudaindha poovae nil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Vekkangetta thendralukku vaelaiyillai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;thendralukkum ungalukkum baedhamillai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Aadaikollap paarppeer aiyoh thalli nil nil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Vaanvittu vaarai siragulla nilavae,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;thaenvittup paesaay uyirulla malarae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Unnaikkandu uyirththaen sottudhae sottudhae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Ilanthalirae ilanthalirae, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Velli malarandru iyatriya thavam yetharku?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Penmangai unthan koondhal saervatharku.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Vanangalil poonthalir thaedumpothum,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;nathigalil neerkkudain thaadumpothum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Undhan thisai thaedum vizhigal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Tholaivinil tharaithottu aadum maegam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;aruginil sellachchella oadippogum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Neeyum maegamthaanaa nenjaith thottuchchol sol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Mazhaiyilum koovum maragadhak kuyil naan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;iravilum adikkum punnagai veyil naan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Un nenjil vasikkum innoru uyir naan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Velli malarae velli malarae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Velli malarae velli malarae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-2631205373406401995?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/2631205373406401995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/2631205373406401995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2007/05/velli-malareh.html' title='Velli Malareh'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-7200618178916976688</id><published>2007-05-10T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T15:04:03.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gangsta prayer</title><content type='html'>A Gangster's Prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Father, please hear me tonight. I need so much guidance to live my life right. Sometimes the pressure is so hard to bear. I often wonder is anyone cares. How can I wake up and face a new day, knowing I must live my life this crazy way? Heavenly Father, forgive all my sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me strength to resist the wild life I desire. Help me escape temptation and the fire. Please help my family whose eyes silently plead for me not to do wrong and they pray for me. God bless our mothers who cry every night, worrying we'll be killed by someone in a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Father, please answer my prayers. Please let me know that you're listening up there. When will it end? What's it all for? To prove to my homies I'm down; I'm hardcore? Sometimes I wonder how I will die... By a bullet wound or a knife in my side? Heavenly Father, please hear me tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me the way, Lord; show me the light. Give my heart peace so I won't have to fight. Thank you for your forgiveness, and for still being there. Most of all, thank you for hearing my prayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-7200618178916976688?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/7200618178916976688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/7200618178916976688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2007/05/gangsta-prayer.html' title='gangsta prayer'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-5907954998037603742</id><published>2007-04-30T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T15:23:43.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man U, Drew Barrymore and Jothika</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Things/people that have been making my day recently...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Manchester United&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Its time for the Red Devils to stand up and be counted. After few seasons without the Premiership title and no European honors in their trophy cabinet, its time to remind the rest that Manchester United Football Club is the biggest club in the world. Things were getting pretty irritating with pretenders Chelsea claiming to be the next big thing in England and their big-mouthed manager Jose going on and on. Someone just had to stand up and put a foot in their mouth. Who else to do it but Man Utd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Top of the table (5 points ahead of chelsea and with a superior goal difference).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;2nd leg of the Champions league s-finals versus AC Milan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;FA Cup final against Chelsea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Yes! Did i hear the word treble? This season seems to belong specially to Man U. If its time to show the world what we are capable of, what would be better than winning on all fronts with a bang - Man U style? So lets wait and see.. hows things unfold... till den, the red devils have been keeping mua morale on an all time high!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Drew Barrymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;People Magazine's World's Most Beautiful People in 2007. With Jessica Alba, Scarlett Johansson and Angelina Jolie practically topping almost every beautiful woman list.. Who would have thought Drew Barrymore would top this one? I was so happy dat i send a few smses to mua frens... ple who always said my taste was screwed up.. cos for some reason or another, when the guys always say who is their ideal woman or their fantasy, all wld say Jessica Alba,  or Angelina Jolie... Mine would always be Drew Barrymore and 2nd choice would be Charlize Theron...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;So i was overjoyed that finally my taste is not screwed. Ple actually agree with me! Cos after a while i begin to doubt if my taste is really dat bad.. cos i find jothika the prettiest indian gal i've EVER seen and i find shreya more prettier then Aishwarya Rai... anyways.. this jus shows there are ple who agree with me! so the rest of them who disagree... EAT DUST! haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Jothika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Ok... jus seeing her pic or seeing her name on the news makes my day... which prolly explains why i have so many posters of her in my room... ok this time round, the news is that she is pregnant and prolly might give birth in July or August... ok.. i know.. i know... already my frens  find it v stupid that i go n celebrate her b'dae on Oct 18 in the past n adore her so much... n they never fail to remind me of the fact that she doesn even know i exist... but well..  she is the sweetest woman i've ever seen n i jus feel so happy when i see her pics.. altho i was heart-broken wen she married.. i was also happy for her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Cos of all ple she jus deserves it.. she worked hard to be where she is in the industry... n wat wld be more fitting den to marry her equally stunning other half Surya? and i'm so happy the fairy tale continues for her by she being pregnant and all.. so basically i'm jus super happy for her.. not everyone is blessed with this kinda fairy tale life... so since she got it.. lets jus hope her fairy tale has a happy ending... All the best Jo Jo Jo Jothika!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;National Service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;As of April 21, I am officially a One Year Soldier... hmmm.. that is not somthing that i am extremely proud of la.. and i am not looking forward to the remaining one yr.. but it jus shows one important thinggy... TIME IS INDEED PASSING!! yahooo! hehe... and it is also good news that i managed to scrape through one yr without any problems... ok ok.. before the guys from sembawang camp start making noise.. let me rephrase it.. i managed to scrape through one year without getting into deep shit.. ahh thats better.. cos i've had countless problems... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I got this problem with authority since young la... and ple were actually worried about how i am gonna survive army.. Ple even marvel when i tell em i did my diploma in NYP.. they will be like.. WHAT? u went to poly? .. yea. dat was a miracle too.. thanks to my director, few lecturers and my great gp of frens.. cos i never went sch properly.. and always drunk and fighting.. haha.. so yea.. many prayers were said b4 i went NS.. and thank god.. i managed to survive thus far...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;On a lighter note... Army is not so bad after all la... Cos i've made great frens and i have some great superiors la... its jus that i dun like regimental lifestyle and it cramps my happy-go-lucky, bo-chap pattern... n although i've had great fun in army... nuthin beats civilian life... I'm now looking forward to ORD! Time faster pass pleaseeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-5907954998037603742?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/5907954998037603742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/5907954998037603742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2007/04/mad-mad-world.html' title='Man U, Drew Barrymore and Jothika'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-4263006959290401978</id><published>2007-04-25T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T20:56:44.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Car v Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Sports Cars vs Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="subtitle_daily"&gt; &lt;!-- 3: Date of Joke &amp; Number --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- 5: Paste Joke --&gt; 3 good reasons why sports cars are better than women:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1-&lt;/b&gt; You can make your sports car perform for you whenever and wherever you want it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2-&lt;/b&gt; You can make your sports car's BODY look however you want it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3-&lt;/b&gt; The most important reason -- You can trade your old car in for a NEW ONE when you get tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-4263006959290401978?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/4263006959290401978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/4263006959290401978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2007/04/sports-car-v-women.html' title='Sports Car v Women'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-1459699868521096337</id><published>2007-04-21T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T10:39:28.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addictive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A D D i C T iVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     1.Drinks you're ADDICTED to:&lt;br /&gt;= Soya Bean, Milo, Tiger, Jack Daniel's, Chivas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Foods you're ADDICTED to:&lt;br /&gt;= Chicken Sambal, Beef Burgers (esp BK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Websites you're ADDICTED to:&lt;br /&gt;= Soccernet, Soccerodds, Livescore, Youtube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Things you're ADDICTED to:&lt;br /&gt;= My Dragon &amp; Pheonix engraved chopper, HP, Poker Cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Person you're ADDICTED to:&lt;br /&gt;= Angela, Pamela, Sandra and Rita... and as we continue, you know it gets sweeter... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Habits you're ADDICTED to:&lt;br /&gt;= Cursing &amp;amp; Swearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. TV channels you're ADDICTED to:&lt;br /&gt;= ESPN, Ch 5, Ch8, MTV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Serial movies you're ADDICTED to:&lt;br /&gt;= Ch 8 seriels, Invasion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Places you're ADDICTED to:&lt;br /&gt;= Coffeeshops! Clubs &amp; KTV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Games you're ADDICTED to:&lt;br /&gt;= Soccer, Daidee, Risk &amp;amp; Monopoly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Colors you're ADDICTED to:&lt;br /&gt;= RED &amp; BLACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Countries you're ADDICTED to:&lt;br /&gt;= USA for lifestyle, France for World Cup, England for Manchester United&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Movies you're ADDICTED to:&lt;br /&gt;= Cruel Intentions, Pirates of the Carribean (Aye Aye Captain Jack Sparrow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Music you're ADDICTED to:&lt;br /&gt;= Hip-Hop, R&amp;amp;B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Celebs you're ADDICTED to:&lt;br /&gt;= Charlize Theron, Drew Berrymore, Jothika, Sada, Gopika, Nila, Sandhya, Shreya... and it jus keeps going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Bands/Groups you're ADDICTED to:&lt;br /&gt;= P.DIDDY &amp;amp; THE BAD BOY FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Singers you're ADDICTED to:&lt;br /&gt;= P. DIDDY, Hillary Duff, Ferige, Avril Lavigne, Jennifer Lopez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Brands you're ADDICTED to:&lt;br /&gt;= Dun hav any... i buy wad i like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Style you're ADDICTED to:&lt;br /&gt;= Bo-chap, Comfy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Tell something you really like?&lt;br /&gt;= GLoRY GLoRY MaN UNiTeD (We ArE ThE CHaMPiOnS)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-1459699868521096337?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/1459699868521096337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/1459699868521096337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2007/04/addictive.html' title='Addictive'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-8274477263822399366</id><published>2007-04-19T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T22:38:13.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had to promise u something what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i  can't promise that you would always be comfortable&lt;br /&gt;because comfort brings  boredom and discomfort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't promise that all ur desires will be  fullfilled&lt;br /&gt;because desires wethere fullfilled or unfilled brings  frustration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't promise that there will alwayz be good  times&lt;br /&gt;because its the tough times that makes us appreciate joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't  promise that we will be rich or famouse or powerful&lt;br /&gt;because they can alwayz  be pathways to misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't promise we will always be  togethere&lt;br /&gt;because its seperation tt makes togethereness so  wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YET IF YOU ARE WILLING TO WALK WITH ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are  willing to value love over everything else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise that this will be  the most rich and fulfilling life possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise your life will be  an eternal celebration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise you i will cherish you more than a king  cherishes his crown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i shall love you more than a mother loves her new  born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOUR WILLING TO WALK INTO MY ARMS&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU ARE WILLING TO LIVE  IN MY HEART&lt;br /&gt;YOU WILL FIND THE ONE YOU HAVE WAITED FOREVER....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will  meet yourself in my arms......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-8274477263822399366?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/8274477263822399366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/8274477263822399366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2007/04/promise.html' title='The Promise'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-2659289712250848219</id><published>2007-02-15T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T18:21:58.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poem.. guy n gal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;If I could fall into the skies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Do you think time would pass us by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Cuz you  know i'd walk a thousand miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;If I could just see you tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i walk in front of u, i'm protecting  u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When i walk beside u, i'm there  for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When i walk behind u, i'm  watching over u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When i walk  alone, i'm thinking of u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When  u walk in front, u left me behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When u walk beside me, u may cast me  aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When u walk behind me, u  let me face the future myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When i walk alone, i know u are  gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;[Gal]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;If you see me walking the road with someone  else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It's not because I like his  company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Its because you're not  brave enough to walk beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[Guy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When you thought I wasn't brave enough to walk  beside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I was behind you every  step of the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Still filled with  awe because of the beauty that stands before me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;[Gal]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;If you hear me talking about him all the  time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Its not because he pleases  me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Its because you're too deaf to  hear my heartbeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[Guy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When you thought I was too deaf to hear your  heartbeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I didn't want to assume  anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And I was afraid to lose  our friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;[Gal]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;If you feel me falling with someone  new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Its not because I love  him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Because you're not there to  catch me fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[Guy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When you thought I wasn't there to catch  you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It was because you never gave  me the chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You never reached  the bottom, you've already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;grabbed  a branch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;[Gal]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;If you feel lost, I too am nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I too don't know where the road is  going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Are we gonna cross each  other's path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Or just completely  turn around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Will we just let go  of what we had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Or go to the place  where love is bound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[Guy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;If you feel like you are nowhere, I too am  lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I too don't know where the  road is going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Are we just going to  turn around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Or are we gonna cross  each other's path?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Will we just  let go of what we had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Or go to the  place where love is bound?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;[Gal]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Don't let me walk with him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It's you I want to walk with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Don't let me talk of him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It's you I want to talk with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Don't let me fall for him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It's you I want to fall in love  with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[Guy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Don't let me walk alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I want to walk by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Don't let me talk of something  else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It's you I want to talk  with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Don't let me fall for someone  else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It's you I want to fall in  love with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-2659289712250848219?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/2659289712250848219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/2659289712250848219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2007/02/poem-guy-n-gal.html' title='poem.. guy n gal'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-5257615274584663744</id><published>2007-02-14T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T17:56:19.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentines day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt; to all those who are out of love, still finding for love and the rest who are helplessly still in love... anyway, since its  vdae... here's smth to carry dat mood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is a slow kiss  goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's anticipation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is flirting outrageously and still  remembering that the person at your side is not obligated to do  anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is an imperfection in yourself not  bothering you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's acceptance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is passing up an opportunity  because the time isn't right yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is a back  massage that starts above the hairline and ends around the insoles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's  exploration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is not having to say "Let's make love," because you  know what the other person wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is being  given an honest chance to say no when you thought you were committed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's  consideration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is both of you remembering protection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's  responsibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is saying the perfect phrase to make a solemn  embrace dissolve into giggles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's humor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is being told "Stop  and I'll kill you".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's desire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is reviewing the damage to your  living room and realizing personal effects are strewn in a clockwise pattern  from the front door to the bedroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's abandonment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is seeing  what your lover really looks like for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love  is knowing what time it is and not caring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is the arms  around you tightening their embrace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's ecstasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is seeing a  new side of a person you thought you knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's renewal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is  telling a person if you have to leave, you will let them sleep, and being told  they would rather be woken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's tenderness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is waking up to find  the subject of the dream you were having asleep on your shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's where  fantasy meets reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is being there to wake your lover.  Slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's sensuousness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is belatedly knowing why you bothered  to buy a queen-sized bed three years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's practicality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is  two people only taking up a third of a queen-sized bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's  closeness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is knowing you gave the extra set of keys to your  apartment to the right person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is saying good-bye and  knowing you will be back by mutual consent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is  stretching your arms and discovering the real meaning of the word  "sore".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's a lesson in human frailty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is opening your medicine  cabinet and finding your tube of toothpaste turned into a pretzel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's  adaptation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is sitting at the window, looking out and remembering  who you were with the night before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's reflection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is hearing  the weather forecast for a winter storm and wishing you could spend it in bed  with your lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's loneliness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is stories that will never be  told.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's personal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have A Nice Day Everyone...&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Happy Birthday to Darling Azfa and Brother Tiger (Kumaran)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-5257615274584663744?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/5257615274584663744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/5257615274584663744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html' title='valentines day'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-5917211921708886200</id><published>2007-01-22T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T13:27:35.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006 top ten...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It’s tradition and just cannot be changed! Yes, as every year draws to a  close, the film industry is abuzz with activity other than just filmmaking – the  roundup. Everyone wants to know who’s on the Who’s Who list for that year – be  it films, stars, technicians or songs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Stargazing being movie-buffs’ favourite pastime, this year too, people across  Tamilnadu were asked who they had as their favourites among actors and  actresses. According to their reports, Rajinikanth continues to be the undisputed  Superstar (applause pleaseee!) and Asin (**drools**) is the  current #1 favourite among actresses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here's my completely BIASED take on the ple's fav rankings...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Top Ranked Actors:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Superstar Rajinikanth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- 15.6%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The King of tamil cinema! He is and always be number one for years to come...  Jus realised that wen he was a young star and MGR was king.. he never imitated MGR's style... he did his own thing n came thus far.. but y is it dat all the young stars are copying his style nowadays... dats superstar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;2. Thalapathy Vijay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- 14.2%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Prince of Tamil cinema, next in line to throne.. Mua Idol!!!! It clearly shows that only he has the charisma to succeed Superstar.. Ajit fans eat ur hearts out.. Ajit can never make it.. And Simbu's fans, ur Little superstar will remain jus dat.. LITTLE superstar.. go buy him a lillipop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;3. Vijaykanth&lt;/span&gt; - 12.6%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's amazing he's even in the top list.. he can't act, same facial expression.. he's ugly.. and all his movies he has hot babes fallin in love wif him while he rejects em.. wats he doing? relieving his fantasies or wat? He can't even dance for nuts.. n his fite scenes.. lets not even go there.. he keeps flying to jus hit sum1 standing infront of him.. won't a punch suffice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Thaleh Ajith&lt;/span&gt;  - 11.1%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Too bad sonny YOU ARE JUST 2ND FIDDLE TO VIJAY! He can call himself Ultimate star or watever star to associate himself wif the Superstar... now he calls himself Thaleh after his movie Attagasam.. well.. i agree his movie Varalaru was a hit.. but a one movie wonder.. unless he can come up wif a string of hits like Vijay... i  dun think he is a realistic contender for the throne..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;5. Ulaga Nayagan Kamal Haasan&lt;/span&gt; - 8.3%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seems like he has fallen from grace.. never liked this womaniser anyway.. Sum1 tells this old hag not to dwell on his past glories n achievements... true no one can make another Nayagan.. but he shd remember he is looking old n haggard now... wat made him think he cld pull off a Surya @ Kaaka Kaaka in his Vettaiyaadu Vilaiyaadu? Yes no matter wat his age, he still has the skill rarely seen in Kollywood but someone pls tell him to stop flirting wif his female leads n act his age.. try showin his skills in the screen now.. wen was the last time he came up wif a super hit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Top Ranked Actress:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Beautiful Kerala star Asin&lt;/span&gt; - 14.1%&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Asin is on a roll now.. On her debut in M. Kumaran she was awesum.. she made guys drool... ok ok.. she made me drool.. After a string of hits in Sivagasi n Varalaru, she is currently seen  sizzling in both Vijay's Pokkiri and Ajit's Aalvar.. she also has Simbu's AC n loads of other movies cuming up... Guess it wun be long before she's acting opposite the Superstar.. a well deserved lead for our mallu kutty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. My Darling Jyotika&lt;/span&gt; - 11.8%&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Darling Jothika... true enough i mourned wen she married her equally stunning other half Surya.. but we have to give it to her..  the impact she created in tamil cinema cannot be forgotten... i hope she will be in the top 5 for many more years to come.. simply because she is jothika.. enuff said.. biased? dat i definately am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Self Declared Punnagai Arasi Sneha&lt;/span&gt; - 8.9%&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dun wanna tok bout her la.. she doesn't deserve to be here... wat about other upcomming actresses like my fav Sandhya? or even Shreya? someone might have commented she has a great smile.. since den she declares herself punnagai arasi.. and in all her movies her smile is sticked onto her face wif sickening effect.. yucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Hot and Lovely Trisha&lt;/span&gt; - 7.5%&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Trisha definately deserves to be up there.. i'll give her all due credit.. from miss madras to appearing in pepsi commercials she had come along way to being Vijay's most successful opposite wif a string of hits... she can only go up from here.. 2007 watch out for this upcomming babe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;5. Hot Maama Simran&lt;/span&gt; - 6.1%&lt;/p&gt;Being marrried wif a child definately didn't stop simran's sppeal... her fan base is still strong n steady.. and that is paving her way for a return to tamil cinema.. supposedly she is filming a telungu movie now and after dat she will make her return to tamil cinema to claim her place as the once hot property of kollywood! and we all know no one was able to fill her place after she left.. lets welcome her wif open arms! our very own Sims!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-5917211921708886200?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/5917211921708886200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/5917211921708886200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2007/01/2006-top-ten.html' title='2006 top ten...'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-2229564823574120353</id><published>2007-01-13T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T14:40:22.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strings</title><content type='html'>Strings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that bind us together  are thin&lt;br /&gt;Though I’ve never felt closer to you&lt;br /&gt;Are we bent on never  crossing the line?&lt;br /&gt;Is there nothing that we can do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you turn  and walk away&lt;br /&gt;I hurt more than you hurt inside&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew how much I  wanted&lt;br /&gt;To just make everything alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No flowers, no hearts could  change our minds&lt;br /&gt;We don’t know what the future brings&lt;br /&gt;All we have to hold  us together&lt;br /&gt;Are loosely tied... strings...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-2229564823574120353?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/2229564823574120353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/2229564823574120353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2007/01/strings.html' title='Strings'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-115017185778588140</id><published>2006-06-13T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:24.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>Silently I gather the lasting remains &lt;br /&gt;Many pieces shattered about &lt;br /&gt;For all the years that mattered &lt;br /&gt;To only me &lt;br /&gt;I now have no doubt &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should have known &lt;br /&gt;That I was in this love alone &lt;br /&gt;Your beautiful, but empty words &lt;br /&gt;Used to fuel my vulnerable soul &lt;br /&gt;All the while &lt;br /&gt;My belief in this love so real &lt;br /&gt;Gave and took it's toll&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I wake with this empty heart &lt;br /&gt;Knowing now it will never be filled &lt;br /&gt;A bright sun beckons me to smile &lt;br /&gt;As a thought of you and I &lt;br /&gt;Pulls tears from these knowing eyes &lt;br /&gt;The love I use to know &lt;br /&gt;I know no more &lt;br /&gt;This love that was never mine &lt;br /&gt;Has chosen to close this door&lt;br /&gt;I am weary &lt;br /&gt;No hope lays near &lt;br /&gt;Nothing you say or do can lure &lt;br /&gt;For this heart shall break no more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-115017185778588140?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/115017185778588140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/115017185778588140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2006/06/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-114688571266196683</id><published>2006-05-06T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:24.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>purple light</title><content type='html'>Purple light, in the valley&lt;br /&gt;This is where, i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;With my three close companions...&lt;br /&gt;With my rifle and my buddy and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOC sibei Jialat&lt;br /&gt;IPPT lagi worst&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, doin PT&lt;br /&gt;With my rifle and my buddy and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bookin out, to see my girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;Saw her with, another man&lt;br /&gt;Broken heart, back in army&lt;br /&gt;With my rifle and my buddy and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purple heart, at the war front&lt;br /&gt;This is where my buddy die&lt;br /&gt;So if i die, would you bury me&lt;br /&gt;With my rifle and my buddy and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the many happening songs dat i learnt in army.. well wat do i say about life in army.. hmmm.. guess i dun even wanna think of it le.. its my 1st book out.. n i dun wanna think of army.. hehe.. well.. i guess its great to be back in mainland.. n actually i'm quite proud to be a soldier!!! haha.. orites.. enuff of crappin.. gtg meet the IRAS clique soon.. will update more bout ma army life soon aites... till den.. adios amigos..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-114688571266196683?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/114688571266196683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/114688571266196683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2006/05/purple-light.html' title='purple light'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-114277693674491133</id><published>2006-03-19T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:23.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>march</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Enchanting March - Amy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about a girl, born in march who changed my life... &lt;br /&gt;forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wise man once said.. love starts with friendship and ends with friendship&lt;br /&gt;its whats in the middle thats left for us to find our path..&lt;br /&gt;Its damn true cos love is friendship. If she would not be my fren, i could neva love her.. What is love? Love is her. Love is Amy. My best friend ever. The beautiful gal born on march... March 10 to be precise.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poly 1st yr, 2nd semester:&lt;br /&gt;Becos of failing maths, My buddy was transferred to another class. She was the only indian gal in his class and before long she was joining our group of frens for lunch. One glance and i neva liked the sight of her. Guess she must hav felt the same way too. We always got into arguements and couldn stand the sight of each other. My poor buddy would be stuck between us. After awhile, got to noe her better. Once i'm comfortable wif sum1, i'm my usual jovial self. And before we knew it, we were tokin on the phone and joking around. Well another fren worth knowin i thot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd yr, 1st semester:&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to join my buddy so i went to his class. But the admin had already posted him back to our original class. It was now me and her in her class. I had no idea then that this would be one of the best times in sch life. As the only indians in class, we were sitting beside each other and doin all projects together. Both of us were v outspoken and we would be argueing most of the time. We could be sitting right beside each other and i would piss her off for no rhyme or reason. But we did have many gr8 moments of laughter. Slowly but surely she was becoming apart of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd yr, 2nd semester:&lt;br /&gt;I had a chance to go back to my own class. The most happening class in our cohot. Where i belonged. where i was king. Where the gers were more than willing to help me wif my assignments. but my buddy asked me to stay wif her cos she mite be alone. She was not close to any1 in her class. n i dunno y, but i chose to stay wif her in her class instead of returning to my own class. Guess she one person was enuff to fill my world at that time. didn wan anything else. but even then i couldn realise it. Took her for granted. big time. made her cry countless number of times. Amy if u r reading this. Really wanna apologise to u. This semester we grew so close to each other. We would go shopping to choose clothes for her. We used to find jobs together. Those times where we travelled all over singapore going for job interviews were unforgettable. i didnt mind dat i cld not get a job. being wif her was more than i eva wanted. but still i didn realise wat is it dat i felt for her. She became a part of me. Sumthing dat has neva changed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd yr, 1st semester:&lt;br /&gt;I went back to my class finally. It was gr8. We had so much fun but she was still there. Met her everyday. and we still fought over the slightest things. one moment i hated her to the core, one moment my day in sch is not complete until i see her. What eva it was, she was my everythin. In good tiems n bad she was there. She used to wear this mookuthi (nose ring) and i always call her mookuthi amman. She was a black beauty. The prettiest woman i've eva seen in my life. yes more than my jothika. her smile is the sweetest u could eva see. she had this childlike innocence in her. She was a child herself. i cld die but i cld neva forget her. alas, i still took her for granted for she was always there beside me. i used to treat her very badly. it hurts wen i think of dat. wat an ignorant fool i was. i cld not treasure wat was wif me. my amy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came one day. we went to drink together. from 6pm-5am. this was the longest time i spent wif her and i wld neva forget it. while drinkin, she told me of her family background. a sad story. and i could feel like my heart breakin into a thousand pieces. such a lovely gal, has gone thru so much at such a young age. if only i had shown her abit more love. if only i had treated her a bit better. i started to feel diff about her. i told myself no matter wat i'd be there for her till de end, even if she goes away. I wld neva see her the same way again. One week later, after another drinkin session i was sendin her off to the bus stop. there she leaned her head on my shoulder n slept while waitin for the bus. It was there that i realised, this IS the gal i've been waiting for all my life. i cld neva let her go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every1 around me cld see me changing. Ple realised i cld hav a soft side. My frens were shocked. my life which mainly cocnsisted of frens, alcohol, ciggies, fights... suddenly made way for her.. nuthin seemed more impt den her.. i used to treat gers wif the least respect.. i was one who idolised pimps more than being a romeo or playboy.. suddenly i respected her.. respected her more than anythin.. my life was changin and every1 cld see the reason. she had changed me. i wld neva be the same again. her birthday came. 1st time in my life i bought sumthing for a gal. A ring wif my name frank engraved inside. i bought her this tiny card n it goes like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dearest Amy, Here's wishing u a happy 21st birthday. Hope u life will be better from now on - even if i'm there wif u anot. May u always be happy and be treated like the princess u were born to be. - ur frank"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she became my life. n i finally realised it. i used to stay out late last time. i wld go to sch today, after sch go drinkin n i wld only go back home the next afternoon. so she wld always check on me as a fren. once, she asked me to call her once i go home. it was 11pm. i went home n called her. she woke up from her sleep n answered the call... i cld neva forget the conversation we had,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank: sleepin ah&lt;br /&gt;Amy: yes da&lt;br /&gt;Frank: den y u ans the call?&lt;br /&gt;Amy: nvm la.. so u at home anot?&lt;br /&gt;Frank: yes madam.. &lt;br /&gt;Amy: b4 u called i was havin this dream..&lt;br /&gt;Frank: And wat was it about..&lt;br /&gt;Amy: i was dreamin i was dancing in a pub wif this guy&lt;br /&gt;Frank: who la&lt;br /&gt;Amy: dunno, think its u after ns&lt;br /&gt;Frank: yaya, so long.. dunno if u wld still remember me..&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Frank.. (pause).. i wld stay wif u till my last breath no matter wat i promise.&lt;br /&gt;Frank: u noe wat u r saying not? dun blabber wen ur half asleep&lt;br /&gt;Amy: no frank.. i wld really stay wif u till my last breath. its a promise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say life is fated. they say life is cruel. i dunno how or y we lost contact.. i dunno how i let her go.. as fate wld hav it.. on the last day of sch she left the class... i went outside n called her name.. she turned back.. i said "goodbye da"... she came near to me.. she looked at me eyes and said "i'll call u.. take care frank.. bye" n she turned back n walked.. i saw her walk until she was not in sight...  i burst into tears in class..  my buddy hugged me n made sure no one saw my tears.. sumthing told me that was the last time i'd see her.. saw her walk down the corridor... n i've neva seen her since...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots more memories and incidents that hav happened. This post is not enuff to say bout this wonderful character in my life and the impact she caused. she's the 1st ger in my life i wrote a poem for (which i dun want to post cos i wan it to be a pvt memory).. i was the 1st guy she eva sang to.. i cld neva forget the song.. "poovukkul olinthirukkum" from the movie jeans... i remember 2 of us going for basic theory tests together.. when i lost my pencil case, she brought me to popular bookstore AMK and chose a pencil case, pen, mechanical pencil, metal ruler, eraser for me... this are my memories n i've kept them eva since.. neva used the stationary after poly days.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still remember her ear rings.. her Nokia 6510 phone... her fav canned ice milo.. her pencil case which i wrote her name on... my scrap book where she signed her name on.. the times spent wandering in tampines... werking together for mediacorp research.. the slippers dat we went to buy for her at bishan.. the late nite walks.. tokin bout anythin n everythin... the movies we went to see as a group, high crimes, anbe shivam.. the movie we went alone..Unfaithful.. sigh.. no one can eva look good in a mookuthi like her.. heck no one can eva look as lovely like her.. she touched my heart in a way that no one cld... my love.. my life.. my amy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy, this post is dedicated to u to show how much i (still) treasure u... to tell u things i didnt get a chance to say (altho this post is not sufficient to say everythin bout u).. to tell u that it'll take me a lifetime to savour the memories... to tell u.. that..i cld neva forget u... no matter wat, i'm always here for u... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated birthday princess... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say.. love is hurting, love is painful..&lt;br /&gt;dun be engrossed wen loving sum1... it'll hurt u...&lt;br /&gt;but i ignore...&lt;br /&gt;its better to have loved and lost than neva to have loved at all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-114277693674491133?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/114277693674491133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/114277693674491133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2006/03/march.html' title='march'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-114034389651714013</id><published>2006-02-19T18:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:23.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>horoscope</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SAGITTARIUS MAN &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man who loves social life and curious about every new progress, new &lt;br /&gt;development to make sure he is in the era and always have all up date &lt;br /&gt;information. He likes to know what is the latest trend of fashion and make &lt;br /&gt;sure he is not out of style. You can easily spot him at the grand opening of &lt;br /&gt;new pub, new restaurant for he loves to participate in social activity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a few Sagittarius who is a private person as well, but you could &lt;br /&gt;see that he will be ahead of his friends. He will knows what is the best &lt;br /&gt;seller book, what are the top 10 hot hit of the week. The hottest movies &lt;br /&gt;showing now, he must have already seen it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hates routine, It makes him bored. He likes to get to his goals and &lt;br /&gt;succeeding in doing so is his true reward. Money making is O.K. but it is &lt;br /&gt;not his true joy, for he can easily spent them in a short while. They say if &lt;br /&gt;you want the truth, go and ask Sagittarius. They are right, you can ask him &lt;br /&gt;and he will tell you all the truth and very straight forward. Even he may &lt;br /&gt;speak bluntly, his friends loves him. If you have problems, all your friends &lt;br /&gt;may feel sorry for you, but Sagittarius will be the one who will give you a &lt;br /&gt;helping hand first and even expect no return favor. That's why he is a real &lt;br /&gt;charmer even sometimes big mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he is mad , he can be quite fierce but quickly dissolve and easily &lt;br /&gt;forgotten. He is not a person who will take a revenge, so if he say he going &lt;br /&gt;to burn down your house, you can relax. He likes compliments and sweet &lt;br /&gt;words, so you can manipulate him easily. If he knows you are not sincere, &lt;br /&gt;you will totally become meaningless to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Sagittarius are gifted musician, or singer. He is a happy soul, has a &lt;br /&gt;good humor and has lots of jokes. He loves freedom, lively and very &lt;br /&gt;energetic. If he is working, he will take his job seriously. He likes to &lt;br /&gt;travel, likes to see new exciting places. Going out or traveling make him &lt;br /&gt;happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagittarius man is like a free bird. He lives as if everyday is Sunday. He &lt;br /&gt;will hardly be in a bad mood, but if he is in a bad mood, you will better &lt;br /&gt;leave his sight. If you want to talk to him in such mood, try to avoid issue &lt;br /&gt;of commenting his life. He flirts like other man, but he has a built in &lt;br /&gt;brake, so he will come back to you by himself. If he disappear for a few &lt;br /&gt;days, not to worry for he is only recharging his battery to be that same &lt;br /&gt;lively person again, them he will be back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has allergies to Pretty woman, so in love with many woman for him would &lt;br /&gt;be normal. Setting dating schedule is his games and it's fun for him, and &lt;br /&gt;this will keep him from being bored. He hates obligations, so the word &lt;br /&gt;"marriage" would suffocated him. If you allow him to have freedom, he will &lt;br /&gt;not go anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He falls in love as easy as he catches cold, especially if she is cute, &lt;br /&gt;funny and she has a strong personality. No one can tell how long he will be &lt;br /&gt;in love each time. If you want to really hold Sagittarius man, act like you &lt;br /&gt;are in an adventure movie. At all time, you should make yourself lively, &lt;br /&gt;tells him some jokes, always be cute so that it will ease up his allergy to &lt;br /&gt;other pretty woman a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-114034389651714013?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/114034389651714013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/114034389651714013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2006/02/horoscope_19.html' title='horoscope'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-113913189818554762</id><published>2006-02-05T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:23.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>y dogs r better than woman...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Why Dogs Are Better Than Women&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dogs don't shop. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dogs never expect gifts. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dogs love it when your friends come over. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dogs don't expect you to call when you are running late. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The later you are, the more excited dogs are to see you. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dogs will forgive you for playing with other dogs. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dogs don't notice if you call them by other names. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dogs never want foot rubs. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dogs are excited by rough play. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dogs enjoy heavy petting in public. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's legal to keep a dog chained up at your house. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dogs never need to examine a relationship. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dogs don't let magazine articles guide their lives. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A dog's disposition stays the same all month long. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A dog's parents never drop in to visit. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dogs love long car rides. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dogs understand that instincts are better than stopping for directions. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dogs like beer. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No dog ever put on 100 pounds after reaching adulthood. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dogs agree that you have to raise your voice to get your point across.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-113913189818554762?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113913189818554762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113913189818554762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2006/02/y-dogs-r-better-than-woman.html' title='y dogs r better than woman...'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-113905299321022415</id><published>2006-02-04T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:23.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>y beer is better than women</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why Beer Is Better Than Women &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can enjoy a beer all month long. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beer stains wash out. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You don't have to wine and dine beer. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your beer will always wait patiently for you in the car while you play football.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When your beer goes flat, you toss it out. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beer is never late. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A beer doesn't get jealous when you grab another beer. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hangovers go away. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beer labels come off without a fight. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you go to a bar, you know you can always pick up a beer. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beer never has a headache. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You don't have to drive a beer home in the morning. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A beer won't get upset if you come home with another beer. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you pour a beer right, you'll always get good head. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A beer always goes down easy. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can have more than one beer in a night and not feel guilty. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can share a beer with your friends. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You always know you're the first one to pop a beer. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beer is always wet. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beer doesn't demand equality. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can have a beer in public. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A beer doesn't care when you come. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A frigid beer is a good beer. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You don't have to wash a beer before it tastes good. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you change beers, you don't have to pay alimony. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-113905299321022415?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113905299321022415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113905299321022415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2006/02/y-beer-is-better-than-women.html' title='y beer is better than women'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-113783972157905848</id><published>2006-01-21T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:22.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pongal movie race</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Pongal releases...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Year started on a sour note for Tamil cinema. It was the worst Pongal in recent times as Kollywood has never seen so many flops during a festive season! What went wrong? With all the build up given to the clash of the young guns, this pongal was supposed to be a dream come true for all Vijay and Ajith fans. Everyone knows about the competition between the 2 stars. And although Vijay has been flying high with continous hits, Ajith was expected to give him competition with his new movie after a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically this pongal is the clash between Vijay and ajith but i really dunno what the young punk LITTLE (self-declared) super star Simbu is doing, trying to get into the competition. He thinks what? He is big enough to challeng the 2 big wigs? As far as i am concerned, he is jus an extra in the clash between Aathi and Paramasivan in the pongal release. Too bad panther, no matter how much you praise Simbu and despite the fact that my dream gal Jothika is also starring in the movie, i still think Saravanna is an extra. So, with all the anticipation and great expectations, what went wrong? Having watched all 3 movies, here's the analysis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aathi&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost this Vijay film was a quickly conceived project born out of greed to cash in on Vijay's new found superstar rating and marketability. This film was produced by Vijay's father S.A.Chandrasekhar which was a remake of a Telugu super hit. The storyline was a rehash of many earlier action films of the past with a lot of blood and gore which the audience would be sick of. Aathi might drive away the family audience with this blood spattered show. But die hard Vijay fans would really enjoy this movie as Vijay had tried a different kinda role while still maintaining his usual charm. Its nice to see Vivek back after along time. Guess although i love vadivel's comedy, i was growin sick of watching him in every movie. Trisha has really shone in the movie as she was given a wider scope to perform compared to Thirupachi. Vijay-Trisha chemistry is the hottest at the moment in Kollywood. The villian, Sai Kumar also has performed very well. A new face and something new for the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aathi is a fast moving revenge-based movie where blood flows like ketchup. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paramasivan&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The master copycat P.Vasu ripped an old Hindifilm Kartoos based on Mahesh Bhatt's bomb-terrorist-blast story. The film has lot of brawn and no brain! But the movie would be saved due to the curiosity among audience to see a much thinner and meaner looking Ajith. Ajith is in full form in the movie. Its nice to see him back on the big screen after along time. The romantic flavour is provided by Laila, who gives her best to the limited role given in the script. Prakash Raj is his usual polished self. Jayaraman has a very limited role and Vivek making his claim for Vadivelu's place as comedy king provides the laughter. Special mention for an item song where Rahasya reveals her talents. She's got what it takes (drools!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This movie is a treat for Ajith fans considering the long absence.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saravana&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could the frail-looking Simbu beat up an army of baddies single handedly? Again a blood and gore subject which is also another Telugu remake of the movie Bhadra (this should be called the pongal of "Remakes"). I guess if the film was released earlier and not with biggies, it would have done better. Simbu is back to his usual entertaining role like his previous movies Kuthu, Dum, Alai etc, although he goes overboard at times and irritates us with his superstar-like dialogues. What to do , he is after all Little superstar what. But i have to admit its ncie to see him in a masala film after serious roles in Manmadhan and Totti Jaya. Jyothika is very confident of another good show as in Manmadhan. And she is lovely as usual (Love you Jothika!!! muacks!!!). Supporting cast includes Prakash Raj, Vivek and Nagesh. In short Simbu has tried a movie like Ghilli and the movie looks like it was tailor-made for Vijay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saravana is Ghilli part 2 with continuous excitement, thrills and action.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that of the 3 movies, Aathi will claim top spot (call me bias if you want! Ilaiyathalapathy rules!). I find it remarkable that Prakash Raj and Vivek are in all 3 movies. What happened to Vadivelu? Getting beaten up by somebody as usual?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-113783972157905848?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113783972157905848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113783972157905848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2006/01/pongal-movie-race.html' title='pongal movie race'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-113732479640422502</id><published>2006-01-15T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:22.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mobile phone awards</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Mobile Choice Consumer Awards 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phone Of The Year:&lt;/strong&gt; Samsung D600&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Smartphone:&lt;/strong&gt; Palm Treo 650&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Fashion Phone:&lt;/strong&gt; Motorola V6 PEBL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best 3G Phone:&lt;/strong&gt; Sony Ericsson V800i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Music Phone:&lt;/strong&gt; Sony Ericsson W800i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Camera Phone:&lt;/strong&gt; Nokia N90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manufacturer Of The Year:&lt;/strong&gt; Sony Ericsson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reader's Phone Of The Year:&lt;/strong&gt; Motorola V3 RAZR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many new phones coming out, so many new functions... its practically impossible to stay with the times... but with the competition between the leading mobile manufacturers heating up, we consumers are definately spoilt for choice... Sony ericsson made waves with it's walkman phones, Motorola showed it is still in the market with the V3 Razr, Samsung won best phone of the year with the multi-function D600... but if you ask me... give me a nokia any day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-113732479640422502?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113732479640422502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113732479640422502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2006/01/mobile-phone-awards.html' title='mobile phone awards'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-113662817095372467</id><published>2006-01-07T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:22.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shamini post</title><content type='html'>Came across this in Shamz blog... quite nice.. read it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let us down, probably will. You'll have your heart broken and you'll break others' hearts. You'll fight with your best friend or maybe even fall in love with them, and you'll cry because time is flying by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take too many pictures, laugh too much, forgive freely, and love like you've never been hurt. Life comes with no guarantees, no time outs, no second chances. you just have to live life to the fullest, tell someone what they mean to you and tell someone off, speak out, dance in the pouring rain, hold someone's hand, comfort a friend, fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay up late, be a flirt, and smile until your face hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid to take chances or fall in love and most of all, live in the moment because every second you spend angry or upset is a second of happiness you can never get back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-113662817095372467?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113662817095372467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113662817095372467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2006/01/shamini-post.html' title='shamini post'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-113499622520144308</id><published>2005-12-19T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:22.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mails</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EMAIL Etiquettes: Important points&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Something important for most of us out here.....&lt;br /&gt;Here are some points that will definitely help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The font of mail should be Verdana and font size should be 9.5 or 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The mail should have a Pyramid Structure i.e. it should contain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Situation: What's the current situation is&lt;br /&gt;- Action items: What you expect from the reader of the mail to do&lt;br /&gt;- Information: The information you want to give to the reader&lt;br /&gt;- Conclusion: Conclude with a Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For writing use only Black or Blue color. For highlighting purpose make the word bold .Avoid using Red color as Red signifies danger, so use it when urgent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For greetings in mail:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For Americans: use Hi&lt;br /&gt;- For Europeans: use Hello&lt;br /&gt;- For Asians: use Dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be more formal we could use Dear Mr. /Ms. followed by Last name or Full name. We should not use Dear Mr. /Ms. followed by First name alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We should not put '/' in greetings like Hi X/Y. Instead we should say Hi X and Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We should not use 'Thanks and Regards'. Instead we should say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;(Your name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For requesting something we should not use Can, instead we should use Could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We should not write 'Please find the attached file' because the reader does not have to find or search for the file in the mail it's already there. So instead we should write 'The file has been attached for your reference'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We should not use sentences like 'As per your mail' because 'per' is used only with units like per Kg etc. Instead we should write 'According to your mail'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We should use parallel structure. Parallelism enables readers to read documents more efficiently. For e.g.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The analysis will include planning, organizing, dividing and assessment (Instead assessment we should write Assessing) of turnaround functions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In our mails we often write 'Please revert back'. Instead we should only write 'Please revert'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For the Signature in mail, if we are sending to people in our company only then we should not write our company name in the signature because they already know that we are part of the same company but if we are sending mail to an external party like client etc then we should write our company name in the signature because there we have to brand our company name in front of others. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woah cool rite....hehe.... bet not all of u learnt this shit in sec sch ah! wonder how we all pass our O'level english.. lol... whoeva didn't noe this.. pls go n find ur english teacher! cheers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-113499622520144308?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113499622520144308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113499622520144308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/12/mails.html' title='mails'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-113242050031796802</id><published>2005-11-20T04:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:22.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome</title><content type='html'>Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls, Children of all ages...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the Great one's blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. i have alot of people askin me, why i no longer write stuff bout my daily happenings and so on.. well.. its not that i have nuthin to write or i dun wish to write. its just that i've been busy! yes.. thats rite!... i've been busy! werkin 7 days a week.. i only have time for some beer wif the gang.. those who used to read my initial posts will know my group... and that we call each other by animal names... i've mention that there's Lion, Panther, Tiger, Black Momba and so on.... yea anyways... i know that you ple wanna read more about my life.... which mainly consists of Adi, Kudi, Beedi n Lady... thanks fer the support... its jus dat i've been busy dats all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically in such a situation i cld hav jus deleted my blog account like most of mua frens.. but y should i? n y would i? my blog's name is Jothika n i'm not about to let any1 else take that name. And the blog design was the hardwork of yati and me n i'm proud of the shit.. so yea.. n basically some day i'll be able to read all the shit dat was happenin in my life, the ple who were wif me in the past n so on.. anyways.. i'll be updating it soon.. will write sum proper post and all.. till den i dun wan any1 who visits my blog page to be disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wheneva i come across some nice posts, poems or story or wateva dat i feel is worth sharing, i'll post it here k.. i dun hav to jus write stuff bout myself.. i'll use my blog to share interesting stuffs wif u ple as well.. cos tis is my blog and i make the rules here! well... i'll be on vacation fer bout 3 weeks.. will try to update here n there... so take care ple... go grab a can of sum chilled beer, kick sum ass if u must.... drink sum more beer n hav a nice day. Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makkal Nanban, Kanni Pengal Kaavalan&lt;br /&gt;Ungal Mama Frank! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-113242050031796802?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113242050031796802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113242050031796802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/11/welcome.html' title='welcome'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-113239454716112073</id><published>2005-11-19T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:21.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>roy keane</title><content type='html'>Farewell captain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Roy Keane&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com"&gt;Manchester United&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;1993-2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Great Memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems almost disrespectful to select only five great moments from Roy Keane's career. You could pick at random almost any five matches from the 1999/00 season and be guaranteed that you'd have selected a game in which he'd been the stand out player on the pitch. Yet whilst that was his best season for the Reds, it was certainly not his only. His United career was littered with match-winning displays and here are five of his best Red moments...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;United 3 Sheffield United 0, 18 August 1993&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not all players enjoy the type of debut that Wayne Rooney did against Fenerbahce but Keane certainly came close on his home debut. In his first game since his summer move from Nottingham Forest he netted twice to show the Old Trafford faithful what was to come over the next decade. Playing alongside Paul Ince and Bryan Robson, he was given the freedom to get forward and took only 16 minutes to notch his first United goal, a stunning low drive. Shortly before half-time he netted again, another low shot past Alan Kelly, to leave Sir Alex predicting, "I think he's got what it takes to become one of the best players in the country." They turned out to be prophetic words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juventus 2 United 3, 21 April 1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If one game more than any other sums up his twelve-and-a-half years at United it's the Champions League semi-final second leg against Juventus in April 1999; he was magnificent. Trailing 3-1 on aggregate he dragged the Reds back into the game with a 24th minute header from a corner. Next he won the midfield battle with Edgar Davids and Zinedine Zidane, both in their prime, and then gave as inspirational a captain's performance as you are ever likely to see, helping the side to a 3-2 victory and the final in Barcelona. What made his performance all the more remarkable was that it had come despite knowing he'd miss the game in the Nou Camp. His first half booking meant he'd miss the biggest game of his career, yet he'd put the team's progress above his own disappointment to lead by example. This, without question, was his best performance for the Reds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arsenal 1 United 2, 22 August 1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Irishman was not known for his goal scoring ability during his last few years at Old Trafford but it wasn't always that way, this game being a case in point. Up against his nemesis Patrick Vieira, he gave his usual commanding display, controlling the midfield, before twice making marauding forward runs to find the back of the Arsenal net. At half-time United had trailed to a Freddie Ljungberg goal but fourteen minutes after the break Keane struck his first after combining well with Andy Cole to shoot past Alex Manninger. Having restored parity many teams would have then settled for a point - not Roy Keane. With two minutes remaining he pushed forward again, made the most of a deflected Giggs shot, and finished from six-yards to silence Highbury.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;United 3 Valencia 0, 8 December 2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This game was all about Roy Keane. Hours before the match he'd ended weeks of speculation by signing a new contract to remain at the club until 2003, then once the action began he gave another of his most stirring displays. Old Trafford had reverberated with his name throughout the first half and he duly rewarded the fans with the goal they craved. Winning the ball deep in Valencia territory he advanced unimpeded towards their penalty area before dispatching a 20-yard pile-driver in the Spaniards' net. There was little chance of the Keane-fired euphoria in the stands diminishing after that and the Reds' skipper led his team to a 3-0 victory. Fans left the ground singing his name believing there'd be many more such performances to follow. They were right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arsenal 2 United 4, 1 February 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This game will be remembered as much for the incident in the players' tunnel shortly before kick-off as it will the match itself. Playing his captain's role to perfection, he defended his team mates following a confrontation after the pre-match warm-up by telling his opposite number, Patrick Vieira, to leave his talking for the pitch. The Irishman certainly did that himself. Rolling back the years he dominated Vieira for 90 minutes, controlling the pace of the game to lay down a platform from which the Reds twice came from behind to win 4-2. Ryan Giggs, Ronaldo (2) and John O'Shea were the scorers but there was no doubting the inspiration: Royston Maurice Keane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-113239454716112073?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113239454716112073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113239454716112073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/11/roy-keane.html' title='roy keane'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-113239900414578783</id><published>2005-11-17T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:22.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sivakasi</title><content type='html'>Film Review: &lt;strong&gt;Sivakasi &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less violence than Thirupaachi&lt;br /&gt;More action than Madurai&lt;br /&gt;More style than Ghilli&lt;br /&gt;More enjoyable than Thirumalai&lt;br /&gt;One of Vijay's most entertaining movies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We all know its nothing new! Vijay is known for giving the same storyline with a different feel! Its the story of a welder who falls in love with a rich girl and then goes back to his village to his family to settle the problems of his cunning elder brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Direction:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perarasu has a formula and he perfectly goes by it! Entertain the audiences with unadulterated heroism, good fast songs, romance, action, comedy, etc all form ingredients of his formula! And he has the best ally in Vijay who does it to the hilt! This combination surely spells super success and I wish they do one more movie together but somewhat deviating from their formula but not at the cost of entertainment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Srikkanth Deva has done a great job! All songs are superb. The background score could have been a little more better but who cares? His songs are what makes the movie more and more enjoyable! He definitely deserves another chance to work with Vijay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Supporting Cast:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All did their job well. Vaiyapuri, Geetha, Lakshana, Chiti Babu, MS Baskar, etc all did well... The little boy from Kadhal had too small a role to play but his antics from Kadhal was missing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prakash Raj:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;He does as much as what he did in Ghilli! I cant understand how this role is small for Prakash Raj. He had good importance and had something to act for! He is one of the best villians today and he has been utilised by Perarasu well. We should appreciate Vijay for persuading Prakash Raj to act this role out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nayanthara:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ROCKING! My liking for Nayanthara is going up! She looks so beautiful in the song and with Vijay, she looks even better. Her dance was so good that I watched the song again for her dance with Vijay! She has definitely proved Perarasu's words that she has danced superbly in the song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hema or Homa??? She is one of the rare heroines these days who can hold her own in action movies. Even actresses like Jothika (my darling!) and Trisha couldn't hold their own in movies like Thirumalai, Thirupachi, Arul, Saami, etc but Asin has done her job very well. She has taken care that her role doesnt go unnoticed! Her chemistry with Vijay, needless to say, is so cute. The best scene was when she comes to Vijay's shop and accuses him of saying I love you to her sister Homa.. And the way she challenges Vijay and then turns her head three times after saying "Idho Paar, en thangachikku mattum edhavadhu aachu....". She is superb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ilayathalapathy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I am at a loss for words after praising him from Kushi till Sachein. So my praise on him for Sivakaasi is going to be short! He has done to his best and has lived up to the role of Sivakaasi. Cant imagine any other hero in this role of his! His acting, his expressions, his fights, etc all are superb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short... Ilayathalapathy is the next Superstar.&lt;br /&gt;Mr little superstar Simbu will always remain as LITTLE superstar! hahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-113239900414578783?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113239900414578783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113239900414578783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/11/sivakasi.html' title='sivakasi'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-113240266877604996</id><published>2005-11-13T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:22.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kollywood rankings..</title><content type='html'>Current Kollywood rankings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Rajinikanth&lt;br /&gt;2. Vijay&lt;br /&gt;3. Vikram&lt;br /&gt;4. Kamalhassan&lt;br /&gt;5. Surya&lt;br /&gt;6. Ajit&lt;br /&gt;7. Prashant&lt;br /&gt;8. Madhavan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on this &lt;a href="http://thatstamil.indiainfo.com/specials/cinema/heroes/heroes5.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to read the article.. after reading it, I have a doubt.... are they praising Vijay or teasing him?? See the words they have used...."Nogaamal nongukudippadhu" (Succeeding without effort)!!! Does that mean that since Vijay does commercial movies, he is not putting any effort to act or does not work hard enough? Or since few actors strain their body and change getups for a movie, they are working very hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply don't understand this logic. Unless an actor strains his body and soul for a movie, the movie cannot be a success at all! This is the truth.. Jus because an actor keeps on changing his appearance for a movie doesn't make him a good actor nor does it makes the film a hit.. if so why was Vijay's Ghilli a mega-hit and not Surya's Perazhalagan? Who ever acts in watever way, Vijay is still going to come up with super-hits and I will not agree to the article that he achieves success without effort! TOTAL BULLSHIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-113240266877604996?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113240266877604996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113240266877604996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/11/kollywood-rankings.html' title='kollywood rankings..'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-113240015188670484</id><published>2005-11-09T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:22.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vijay movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joseph Vijay's Filmography: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nalaya Theerpu (1992) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Senthoorapandi (1993) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rasigan (1994) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Deva (1994) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rajavin Parvailae (1995) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vishnu (1995) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chandralekha (1995) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coimbatore Mapple (1996) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Poove Unakkagha (1996) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vasantha Vasal (1996) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Manbumigu Manavan (1996) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Selvaa (1996) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kalamelam Kathiruppen (1997) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love Today (1997) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once More (1997) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Naeruku Ner (1997) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kadalukku Mariyadhai (1997) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ninaithen Vandai (1998) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Priyamudan (1998) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nilaave Vaa (1998) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thulladhamanamum Thullum (1999) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Endrendrum Kaadhal (1999) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nenjinile (1999) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Minsara Kanna (1999) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kanukkul Nilavu (2000) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kushi (2000) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Priyamanavale (2000) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends (2001) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Badri (2001) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shahjahan (2001) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tamizhan (2002) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Youth (2002) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bhagavathi (2002) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vaseegara (2003) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pudhiya Geethai (2003) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thirumalai (2003) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Udhaya (2004) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ghilli (2004) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Madurey (2004) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thirupachi (2005) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sachien (2005) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sivakasi (2005)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;For those who dunno, Joseph Vijay, popularly called Vijay, is a Tamil Actor. He is known as "Ilaya Thalapathy Vijay" among his fans. Ilaya Thalapathy means "Young Turk" or "Young General" (future king). He is one of the established actors in the Tamil film industry. And I, am a BIG fan of his. So dat explains the post ah.. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-113240015188670484?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113240015188670484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113240015188670484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/11/vijay-movies.html' title='vijay movies'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-113118760869447104</id><published>2005-11-05T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:21.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wise sayings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Words of wisdom...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Money is not everything. There's MasterCard &amp;amp; Visa. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One should love animals. They are so tasty. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Save water. Shower with your girlfriend. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love the neighbor. But don't get caught. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Behind every successful man, there is a woman. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And behind every unsuccessful man, there are two. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Every man should marry. After all, happiness is not the only thing in life. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The wise never marry, and when they marry they become otherwise. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Success is a relative term. It brings so many relatives. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never put off the work till tomorrow what you can put off today. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love is photogenic. It needs darkness to develop. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Children in backseats cause accidents. Accidents in backseats cause children. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Your future depends on your dreams." So go to sleep. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There should be a better way to start a day than waking up every morning. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A dress is like a barbed fence. It protects the premises without restricting. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God made relatives. Thank God we can choose our friends. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-113118760869447104?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113118760869447104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/113118760869447104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/11/wise-sayings.html' title='wise sayings'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-111838813417337320</id><published>2005-06-10T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:21.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guys.. its true</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is so damn nice... awwww!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guy who loves you , if he can't always see you, he will try to make himself busy, for not to have any time to remember you, because he knew, if he did, he will keep on missing you until he could do nothing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guy who loves you, can't tell you the reason why he loves you. he only knew that, in his eyes,you are the only one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guy who loves you, seldom praise you , but in his heart, you are the best, only he know it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guy who loves you, will scold or complaint if you didn't reply his message but doesnt others,because he cares.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guy who loves you , Only drop his tears infront of you, when you try to wipe his tears, you are touching his heart , the heart which beat for you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guy who loves you , will remember every word u said , even if its accidentally. and he will use the word always at the nick of time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guy who loves you, will not give any promise that easily, because they don't want to break the promise, they want you to believe him and they want to give you the happiest and safest life ever after.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guy who loves you, always tell you not to think too much, because they already plan it for you, he wants to give u the best life in the future, he want to give you a suprise, belive him that he can do it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guy who loves you, will go to airport to fetch you, he won't carry a bunch a rose and call you darling like what you expect. but he will carry your luggage and ask you " why are you becoming that thin within two days?" with his sincere heart.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guy who loves you, will listen quietly to you, when you are mad, and when you finished, he will say, you still got class tomorrow, sleep early - with a smile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guy who loves you, don't know that whether he should call you when you are angry, but he will sent a message to you after few hours, if you ask him why he call that late, he will said, when you are angry, my explanation are all rubbish. But when you calm down, my explanation will really work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guy who loves you, always call you little girl,but everytime he want to make a big decision, he will first want to hear your advice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guy who loves you, don't like little toys like teddy bear, but he will always put the bear you gave him on his bed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guy who loves you, while quarelling, he will apologize uncontrollably, althought you are the one who's wrong, and later, he will sent a message to you with " baby, actually you know its your fault, you know it urself "&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guy who love you, while really miss you, he will want to buy a bunch of rose and wait for you stupidly under your apartment. but he never knows, what he bought is daisy, but doesn't matter, because in his heart, that's roses.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-111838813417337320?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111838813417337320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111838813417337320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/06/guys-its-true.html' title='guys.. its true'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-111838827620420546</id><published>2005-06-08T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:21.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boy n ger</title><content type='html'>this is cute man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I need someone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I'm always here for you.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I know.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: What's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I like her so much.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I don't know. She wont ever like me.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Don't say that. You're amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I just want her to know how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Then tell her.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: She won't like me.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: How do you know that?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I can just tell.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Well just tell her.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: What should I say?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Tell her how much you like her.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I tell her that daily.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: What do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I'm always with her. I love her.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I know how you feel. I have the same problem.But he'll never like me.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Wait...Who do u like?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Oh, some boy.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Oh... she won't like me either.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: She does.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: How do you know..&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Because who wouldn't like you?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: You.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: You're wrong, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I love you too.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: So are you going to talk to her?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I just did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-111838827620420546?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111838827620420546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111838827620420546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/06/boy-n-ger.html' title='boy n ger'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-111736550227812095</id><published>2005-05-29T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:20.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Tech Support,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 and noticed a slow down in the overall performance, particularly in the flower and jewellery applications that had operated flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, Husband 1.0 un-installed many other valuable programs, such as Romance 9.5 and Personal Attention 6.5, but installed undesirable programs such as SOCCER 5.0, NBA 3.0 and ESPN 2.0. And now Conversation 8.0 no longer runs and House Cleaning 2.6 simply crashes the system. I've tried running Nagging 5.3 to fix these problems, but to no avail.What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;Desperate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply: Dear Desperate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First keep in mind; Boyfriend 5.0 is an entertainment package, while Husband 1.0 is an operating system. Try entering the command C:\ I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME and download Tears 6.2 to install Guilt 3.0. If all works as designed, Husband 1.0 should then automatically run the applications Jewellery 2.0 and Flowers 3.5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But remember, overuse can cause Husband 1.0 to default to Grumpy Silence 2.5, Happy Hour 7.0 or Beer 6.1. Beer 6.1 is a very bad program that will create SnoringLoudly.wav files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do, DO NOT install Mother-in-Law 1.0 or reinstall another Boyfriend program. These are not supported applications and will crash Husband 1.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summary, Husband 1.0 is a great program, but it does have a limited memory and cannot learn new applications quickly. You might consider additional software to improve memory and performance. I personally recommend Hot Food 3.0 and Lingerie 6.9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck,&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-111736550227812095?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111736550227812095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111736550227812095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/05/dear-tech-support-last-year-i-upgraded.html' title=''/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-111736622220071259</id><published>2005-05-26T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:21.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raa raa lyrics</title><content type='html'>raa raa sarasaku rara&lt;br /&gt;raa raa chentaku chaera&lt;br /&gt;praname needira aelukoraa dora&lt;br /&gt;swaasalo swaasavai raa raa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thom thom thom&lt;br /&gt;thom thom thom&lt;br /&gt;aaaaa...dhiranana.....aaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nee pondu nae kouri abhisarikai naenu vaechaanu sumanohara&lt;br /&gt;kaalana marugaina aananda raagalu vinipincha nilichaanuraa&lt;br /&gt;tanana dhimta dhimta dhimtana 3&lt;br /&gt;vayasu jaalamopaleduraa&lt;br /&gt;marulugounna chinna daanni raa&lt;br /&gt;tanuvu baadha teercha raavera......raavera&lt;br /&gt;sala sala ragilina paruvapu soda idi&lt;br /&gt;tadi budi tadi budi tapanala swaramidi&lt;br /&gt;ra ra ra ra ........&lt;br /&gt;raa raa raa raa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laka laka laka laka .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ae bandhamo idi ae bandhamo&lt;br /&gt;ae janma bandhaala sumagandhamo&lt;br /&gt;ae swapnamo idi ae swapnamo&lt;br /&gt;nayanala naDayaDu toli swapnamo&lt;br /&gt;virahapu vyadhalanu vinava&lt;br /&gt;ee taDabaDu tanuvunu kanava&lt;br /&gt;maguvala manasulu telisi nee valapunu marachute suluvaa&lt;br /&gt;idi kani vini eruganu valapula kalayika&lt;br /&gt;sarasaku pilichiti nirasana tagadika&lt;br /&gt;jigi bigi jigi bigi sogasula moravini&lt;br /&gt;mila mila magasiri merupula meriyaga&lt;br /&gt;ra ra ra ra .... raa raa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laka laka laka laka ..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sung by : Binni Krishnakumar &amp;amp; Madhu Balakrishnan&lt;br /&gt;Film : Chandramukhi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-111736622220071259?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111736622220071259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111736622220071259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/05/raa-raa-lyrics.html' title='raa raa lyrics'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-111736692745467906</id><published>2005-05-21T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:21.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATTITUDE in LIFE</title><content type='html'>If,&lt;br /&gt;A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z&lt;br /&gt;Is equal to&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Hardwork =&lt;br /&gt;H + A + R + D + W + O + R + K =&lt;br /&gt;8 + 1 + 18 + 4 + 23 + 15 + 18 + 11 = 98% only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge =&lt;br /&gt;K + N + O + W + L + E + D + G + E =&lt;br /&gt;11 + 14 + 15 + 23 + 12 + 5 + 4 + 7 + 5 = 96% only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love =&lt;br /&gt;L + O + V + E =&lt;br /&gt;12 + 15 + 22 + 5 = 54% only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck =&lt;br /&gt;L + U + C + K =&lt;br /&gt;12 + 21 + 3 + 11 = 47% (and most of us tink dat dis one most impt...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what makes 100%?&lt;br /&gt;Is it Money?..... No!&lt;br /&gt;Leadership?...... No!&lt;br /&gt;Every problem has a solution, only if we perhaps change our attitude.&lt;br /&gt;To go to the top, to that 100%...what we really need to go further.....&lt;br /&gt;is a bit more.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attitude=&lt;br /&gt;A + T + T + I + T + U + D + E =&lt;br /&gt;1 + 20 + 20 + 9 + 20 + 21 + 4 + 5 = 100% (YEAH!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is OUR ATTITUDE towards Life and Work that makes our LIFE 100%...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-111736692745467906?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111736692745467906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111736692745467906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/05/attitude-in-life.html' title='ATTITUDE in LIFE'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-111736719934731432</id><published>2005-05-16T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:21.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>human mind...</title><content type='html'>cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist andlsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit aporbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? yaeh and I awlyas thought slpeling was ipmorantt! tahts so cool!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power ah? Didnt know da human brain is so capable liao... Lolz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-111736719934731432?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111736719934731432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111736719934731432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/05/human-mind.html' title='human mind...'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-111733544169639789</id><published>2005-05-12T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:20.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wallets..</title><content type='html'>Someone said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wallets are a lot like girls. You really have to take good&lt;br /&gt;care of, because if you won't, something might happen"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what he means.&lt;br /&gt;I just lost a wallet, and I just lost a girl.&lt;br /&gt;You know, it's the exact same thing.&lt;br /&gt;One day, you just realize it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;You try to look for it everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;even going back to the places where you could have lost it.&lt;br /&gt;You think, and you think hard,&lt;br /&gt;only to come upon a grim realization:&lt;br /&gt;it's really gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, you can hold on to some hope. After all,&lt;br /&gt;there have been some very, very lucky (blessed?) people who get it back.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you could become one of those people.&lt;br /&gt;You sit home and you hope that someone would call,&lt;br /&gt;and that you would get it back.&lt;br /&gt;But then, some time passes, and you realize that&lt;br /&gt;it's still gone, and you realize that it's time to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first few days, you turn to your friends for support.&lt;br /&gt;Some tell you you'll be ok, some tell you that it was your fault&lt;br /&gt;and that you should have been more careful,&lt;br /&gt;and some tell you about their own experiences.&lt;br /&gt;They give you all sorts of advice, none you haven't heard before.&lt;br /&gt;You then go out to find a new wallet,&lt;br /&gt;only to realize that you don't really want a new one.&lt;br /&gt;You want the old one that you lost.&lt;br /&gt;No, you don't want all these better-looking wallets,&lt;br /&gt;you want yours, because of how comfortable it is,&lt;br /&gt;because of all the cards and pictures and other stuff in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go out and carry on without a wallet,&lt;br /&gt;keeping your money in your pocket instead.&lt;br /&gt;You throw away stuff that you would have held on to if you had your&lt;br /&gt;old wallet. And then, finally, you find a new wallet you like and settle in.&lt;br /&gt;You then start filling your new wallet, little by little.&lt;br /&gt;It still doesn't feel as comfortable as the old one, but it's getting there.&lt;br /&gt;Then you start putting in cards, pictures and other impt stuff in the wallet.&lt;br /&gt;Soon enough, there's as much stuff in your new wallet&lt;br /&gt;as the old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, after some time,&lt;br /&gt;you feel as comfortable with your new wallet.&lt;br /&gt;And then you realize that you've almost forgotten you ever had your old wallet.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, you still remember most of the stuff you lost on that wallet.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, you don't remember the feeling of hurt you felt when you lost it.&lt;br /&gt;That's because that wallet you lost is no longer your wallet.&lt;br /&gt;You're no longer holding on. This new wallet you're holding,&lt;br /&gt;it has all the important cards and pictures and stuff that you need.&lt;br /&gt;This is your wallet. And this time, you tell yourself,&lt;br /&gt;you're never losing this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting go has never been easy,&lt;br /&gt;But holding on can be as difficult.&lt;br /&gt;Yet strength is measured not by holding on,&lt;br /&gt;But by letting go...&lt;br /&gt;Love is not wondering how long it will last,&lt;br /&gt;But more importantly how beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;You can make it grow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-111733544169639789?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111733544169639789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111733544169639789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/05/wallets.html' title='wallets..'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-111466057732218508</id><published>2005-04-26T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:20.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suzuki joke..</title><content type='html'>It was the first day of school in California and a new student named Suzuki, the son of a Japanese businessman, entered the fourth grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher said, "Let's begin by reviewing some American history. Who said 'Give me Liberty, or give me Death?'" She saw a sea of blank faces, except for Suzuki, who had his hand up. "Patrick Henry, 1775."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Very good! Who said 'Government of the People, by the People, for the People, shall not perish from the Earth'"? Again, no response except from Suzuki. "Abraham Lincoln, 1863.", said Suzuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher snapped at the class, "Class, you should be ashamed. Suzuki,who is new to our country, knows more about its history than you do." This riled the class a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She heard a loud whisper: "F**k the Japs." "Who said that?" she demanded. Suzuki put his hand up. "Lee Iacocca, 1982."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point, a student in the back said, "I'm gonna puke". The teacher glares and asks "All right! Now, who said that?" Again, Suzuki says, "George Bush [Sr.] to the Japanese Prime Minister, 1991."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now furious, another student yells, "Oh yeah? Suck this!" Suzuki jumps out of his chair, excitedly waving his hand and shouts to the teacher, "Bill Clinton, to Monica Lewinsky, 1997!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with almost a mob hysteria someone said, "You little shit. If you say anything else, I'll kill you." Suzuki frantically yells at the top of his voice, "[California Congressman] Gary Condit to intern Chandra Levy 2001."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The teacher fainted.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as the class gathered around the teacher on the floor, someone said, "Oh shit, we're f**ked!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Suzuki said, "Americans, in Iraq, 2004!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-111466057732218508?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111466057732218508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111466057732218508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/04/suzuki-joke.html' title='suzuki joke..'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-111338310245796768</id><published>2005-04-16T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:20.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reason, season or lifetime?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Are you a Reason, Season or a Lifetime?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. When you figure out which one it is, you will know what to do for each person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone is in your life for a REASON. It is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally, or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend, and they are! They are there for the reason you need them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, without any wrongdoing on your part, or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered. And now it is time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Season&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then people come into your life for a SEASON. Because your turn has come to share, grow, or learn. They bring you an experience of peace, or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it! It is real! But, only for a season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lifetime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons: things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person, and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever is reading this, whether its darling Amy, Baby Veni, Oceans75, cheri Santhiya or anyone else who has been with me for a reason, season or gonna be with me for a lifetime... Thank you for being a part of my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-111338310245796768?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111338310245796768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111338310245796768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/04/reason-season-or-lifetime.html' title='reason, season or lifetime?'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-111338228851375297</id><published>2005-04-13T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:20.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 things for gers</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;30 Things You Girls Should Know About US Guys!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;We're not as perverted as you think we all are. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No matter what YOU say, your ex-boyfriend IS a LOSER. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We like you to give us hugs and kisses sometimes too. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't argue with us when we call you beautiful. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't treat us like crap, what goes around comes around. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We know you're pretty, that's one of the reason's we're going out with you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't go into detail about your period. It scares us. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you have cramps and we ask you what's wrong, just tell us it's that time of the month and nothing more.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you really liked us for us, you would let us think that our mustache, beard, or sideburns looked cool.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We never shave our legs. So get over it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NEVER ask us if you can put makeup on us. It's just wrong............ &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't make bets about us, because one of your friends will tell us, if you don't. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When we tell you that you're not fat, believe us. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We absolutely do not care about the Backstreet Boys, *NSYNC, 98 Degrees, or what any other guy looks like for that matter. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We may not be able to pee accurately all of the time, but at least we can stand up and go pee. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just cause you think you're always right, doesn't mean that you don't have to apologize when you do something "wrong." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You expect us to say and do sweet things for you, but it would be nice if you did the same every once in a while. We like to know that you love us. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We can't always be spontaneous, so try to help us make the plans sometimes. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't ask us to beat up another guy for you, cause you might get what you wish for.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never kick us in the nuts "just to see what we would say". That's just mean. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never pretend like you are going to break up with us and laugh when we believe you. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pamela Anderson's boobs aren't fake anymore, but we like yours better anyway. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Size doesn't matter, except to idiots who don't want a relationship. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PMS is not an excuse. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you want us to put the seat down when we're done, you should put it up when you're done. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't tell us how cute your ex-boyfriend was. That doesn't turn us on. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And always remember: The way to a guys heart is through his stomach..... and maybe....oh nevermind. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NEVER ask us to kiss other guys. You might be that comfy with your friends, but to us it's just wrong. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We always notice how funny it is after your rip out our heart, stick it down our throat and still want to be friends. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And last but not least: We know you're not always right, but we'll pretend like you are anyway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-111338228851375297?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111338228851375297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111338228851375297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/04/30-things-for-gers.html' title='30 things for gers'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-111298316405800379</id><published>2005-04-09T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:20.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time..</title><content type='html'>To realize the value of a sister,&lt;br /&gt;Ask someone who doesn't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of ten years,&lt;br /&gt;Ask a newly divorced couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of four years,&lt;br /&gt;Ask a graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of one year,&lt;br /&gt;Ask a student who has failed a final exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of nine months,&lt;br /&gt;Ask a mother who gave birth to a still born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of one month,&lt;br /&gt;Ask a mother who has given birth to a premature baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of one week,&lt;br /&gt;Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of one hour,&lt;br /&gt;Ask the lovers who are waiting to Meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of one minute,&lt;br /&gt;Ask a person who has missed the train, bus or plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of one-second,&lt;br /&gt;Ask a person who has survived an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of one millisecond,&lt;br /&gt;Ask the person who has won a silver medal in the Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time waits for no one. Treasure every moment you have. You will treasure it even more when you can share it with someone special. To realize the value of a friend, Lose one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-111298316405800379?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111298316405800379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111298316405800379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/04/time.html' title='Time..'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-111298100691857951</id><published>2005-04-07T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:19.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prayer.. thank u lord..</title><content type='html'>To all my frens out there... if you are prolly thinkin of how ur life sucks and things couldn get any worse... remember this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep ... you are richer than 75% of this world.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish, you are among the top 8% of the world's wealthy. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And if you get this on your own computer, you are part of the 1% in the world who has that opportunity.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you woke up this morning with more health than illness, you are more blessed than the many who will not even survive this day. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you have never experienced the fear in battle, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation... you are ahead of 700 million people in the world. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you can attend a church meeting without fear of harassment, arrest, torture or death... you are envied by, and more blessed than, three billion people in the world. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If your parents are still alive and still married... you are very rare. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you can hold your head up and smile, you are not the norm, you are unique to all those in doubt and despair.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you can read this message, you just received a double blessing in that someone (who else but me la!) was thinking of you as very special and you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world who cannot read at all. Have a good day, count your blessings, and if you want, pass this along to remind everyone else how blessed we all are. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Thank you Lord, for giving me the ability to share this message and for giving me so many wonderful people to share it with." Cheer up cos life is beautiful. Remember, for every minute you are angry, you lose sixty seconds of happiness. God bless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-111298100691857951?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111298100691857951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111298100691857951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/04/prayer-thank-u-lord.html' title='prayer.. thank u lord..'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-111251909923189315</id><published>2005-04-02T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:19.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>50 reasons 2 be a female..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50 reasons to be a female..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here is sumthin to make my female readers happy.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Free drinks. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Free dinners. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Free movies (you get the point). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can hug your friend without wondering if she thinks you're gay. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can hug your friend without wondering if YOU'RE gay. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know The Truth about whether size matters. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speeding ticket? What's that? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New lipstick gives you a whole new lease on life. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You never had to walk down the hall with your binder strategically positioned in high school. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you have sex with someone and don't call him the next day, you're not the devil. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Condoms make no significant difference in your enjoyment of sex. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you have to be home in time for 90210, you can say so, out loud. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you're not making enough money you can blame the glass ceiling. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can sleep your way to the top. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can sue the President for sexual harassment. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nothing crucial can be cut off with one clean sweep. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's possible to live your whole life without ever taking a group shower. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No fashion faux pas you make could rival The Speedo. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brad Pitt, Tom Cruise and Tom Selleck. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You don't have to fart to amuse yourself. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you cheat on your spouse, people assume it's because you're being emotionally neglected. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;YOU never have to wonder if his orgasm was real. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You'll never have to decide where to hide your nose-hair clipper. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No one passes out when you take off your shoes. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you think the person you're dating really likes you, you don't have to break up with him. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Excitement is only as far away as the nearest beauty-supply store. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you forget to shave, no one has to know. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can congratulate your teammate without ever touching her ass. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you have a zit, you can conceal it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You never have to reach down every so often to make sure your privates are still there. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you're dumb, some people will find it cute. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You don't have to memorize Caddyshack or Fletch to fit in. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have the ability to dress yourself. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have an excuse to be a total bitch at least once a month. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can talk to people of the opposite sex without having to picture them naked. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you marry someone 20 years younger, you're aware that you look like. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you're wearing cologne, you don't have to pretend it's after shave. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You'll probably never see someone you know while peeing in an alley. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You'll never have to punch a hole through anything with your fist. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can quickly end any fight by crying. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your friends won't think you're weird if you ask whether there's spinach in your teeth. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are times when chocolate really can solve all your problems. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You've never had a goatee. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gay waiters don't make you uncomfortable. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You'll never regret piercing your ears. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can fully assess a person just by looking at her shoes. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You'll never discover you've been duped by a Wonderbra. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You don't have hair on your back. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know which glass was yours by the lipstick mark. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You get to hate Kathie Lee in the way only another woman truly can.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-111251909923189315?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111251909923189315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111251909923189315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/04/50-reasons-2-be-female.html' title='50 reasons 2 be a female..'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-111251827842738351</id><published>2005-04-01T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:19.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joke..</title><content type='html'>A young girl was going on a date. Her grandmother said: "Sit here and let me tell you about those young boys. He is going to try and kiss you, you are going to like that, but don't let him do that. He is going to try and feel your breast, you are going to like that but don't let him do that. But most important, he is going to try and get on top of you to have his way with you. You are going to like that, but don't let him do that. It will disgrace the family."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that bit of advice, the granddaughter went on her date. The next day she told grandma that her date went just like she had predicted: "Grandma, I didn't let him disgrace the family. When he tried, I just turned over, got on top of him, and disgraced His family..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granny fainted!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-111251827842738351?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111251827842738351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111251827842738351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/04/joke.html' title='joke..'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-111252085773300041</id><published>2005-03-29T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:19.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn nice..</title><content type='html'>A girl asked a guy if he thought she was pretty,&lt;br /&gt;he said...no.&lt;br /&gt;She asked him if he would want to be with her forever....&lt;br /&gt;and he said no.&lt;br /&gt;She asked him if he liked her....&lt;br /&gt;he said no.&lt;br /&gt;She then asked him if she were to leave would he cry,&lt;br /&gt;and once again he replied with a no.&lt;br /&gt;She had heard enough.&lt;br /&gt;As she walked away, tears streaming down her face,&lt;br /&gt;the boy grabbed her arm and said....&lt;br /&gt;You're not pretty, you're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to be with you forever I NEED to be with you forever.&lt;br /&gt;I dont likE you I LOVE YOU..&lt;br /&gt;And I wouldnt cry if you walked away...I'd die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;issit dat nice... haha.. but den i guess.. this kinda stuff only happens in fairy tales..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-111252085773300041?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111252085773300041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111252085773300041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/03/damn-nice.html' title='damn nice..'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-111002378794532107</id><published>2005-03-05T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:18.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hitch datin tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Top 10 Dating tips from Hitch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never wear white socks. Toned muscles will make you look athletic, white socks will not.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Haven't you heard? Three little words, gentlemen. Nose. Hair. Clippers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pick a restaurant with candlelight - you'll both look better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat with your mouth shut and listen to every word. Ignore her other attributes when she's talking to you, look at her EYES.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolate solves most problems. Every woman loves flowers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never assume she drinks "diet". She'll think you're implying she needs it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't dance all over the place. Keep your hands to the sides and be cool. If you can't dance, don't try.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Send your date home (whether it's her home or yours is up to her). Say hello to her mother. Works everytime.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If she gives you her number, she likes you, call her. Don't get hung up, forget your hang-ups. Whatever you do, don't call her after the bar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If she fiddles with her keys, she's expecting a kiss. To kiss a girl, the secret is to go 90% of the way and hold, and let her come in 10%.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-111002378794532107?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111002378794532107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/111002378794532107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/03/hitch-datin-tips.html' title='hitch datin tips'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-110899953207498450</id><published>2005-02-21T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:18.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to all the gers... alex blog..</title><content type='html'>To all the girls I've loved before&lt;br /&gt;Who travelled in and out my door&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad they came along&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate this song&lt;br /&gt;To all the girls I've loved before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the girls I once caressed&lt;br /&gt;And may I say I've held the best&lt;br /&gt;For helping me to grow&lt;br /&gt;I owe a lot I know&lt;br /&gt;To all the girls I've loved before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winds of change are always blowing&lt;br /&gt;And every time I try to stay&lt;br /&gt;The winds of change continue blowing&lt;br /&gt;And they just carry me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the girls who shared my life,&lt;br /&gt;Who now are someone else's wives&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad they came along&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate this song&lt;br /&gt;To all the girls I've loved before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the girls whom i've slept with,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, as now i got free and can breathe,&lt;br /&gt;I've unleashed the bastard in me,&lt;br /&gt;I've reached a higher level and aim,&lt;br /&gt;cause sex was once my game, but so what,&lt;br /&gt;To all the girls I've loved before,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-110899953207498450?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110899953207498450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110899953207498450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/02/to-all-gers-alex-blog.html' title='to all the gers... alex blog..'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-110829595893308249</id><published>2005-02-13T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:18.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from the management</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Important notice from THE MANAGEMENT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Staff,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be advised that there are new rules and regulations implemented to raise the efficiency of our company in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATTIRE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we see you wearing Prada sneakers &amp; carrying a Gucci bag we assume you are doing well financially and therefore you do not need a raise.&lt;br /&gt;If you dress poorly, you need to learn to manage your money better, so that you may buy nicer clothes and therefore you do not need a raise.&lt;br /&gt;If you dress in-between, you are right where you need to be and therefore you do not need a raise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERSONAL DAYS: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each employee will receive 104 personal days a year. They are called Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LUNCH BREAK:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skinny people get 30 minutes for lunch as they need to eat more so that they can look healthy.&lt;br /&gt;Normal size people get 15 minutes for lunch to get a balanced meal to maintain their average figure.&lt;br /&gt;Fat people get 5 minutes for lunch, because that's all the time needed to drink a Slim Fast and take a diet pill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SICK DAYS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will no longer accept a doctor's statement as proof of sickness. If you are able to go to the doctor, you are able to come to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOILET USE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entirely too much time is being spent in the toilets. There is now a strict 3-minute time limit in the cubicles. At the end of three minutes, an alarm will sound, the toilet paper roll will retract, the door will open and a picture will be taken. After your second offence, your picture will be posted on the company bulletin board under the "Chronic Offenders" category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SURGERY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as you are an employee here, you need all your organs. You should not consider removing anything. We hired you intact. To have something removed constitutes a breach of employment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your loyalty to our company. We are here to provide a positive employment experience. Therefore, all questions, comments, concerns, complaints, frustrations, irritations, aggravations, insinuations, allegations, accusations, contemplation, consternation and input should be directed elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day,&lt;br /&gt;THE MANAGEMENT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-110829595893308249?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110829595893308249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110829595893308249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/02/from-management.html' title='from the management'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-110812692779711074</id><published>2005-02-11T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:18.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If a gal cries in front of u,&lt;br /&gt;it means dat she couldnt take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;If u take her hand,&lt;br /&gt;she would stay with u 4 de rest of ur life;&lt;br /&gt;If u let her go,&lt;br /&gt;she couldnt go back 2 being herself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gal wont cry easily,&lt;br /&gt;Infront of de person she loves de most,&lt;br /&gt;she becomes weak.&lt;br /&gt;A gal wont cry easily,&lt;br /&gt;only wen she love u de most,&lt;br /&gt;she puts down her ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, if a gal cries bcoz of u,&lt;br /&gt;please hold her hands firmly,&lt;br /&gt;she would stay with u 4 de restof ur life.&lt;br /&gt;Guys, if a gal cries bcoz of u,&lt;br /&gt;please dont give her up,&lt;br /&gt;bcoz of ur decision, u mite ruin her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she cry rite infrnt of u,&lt;br /&gt;When she cry bcoz of u,&lt;br /&gt;Look into her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Can u see n feel de pain n hurt she's feelin?&lt;br /&gt;Think, which other girl has cried wif pure sincerity,&lt;br /&gt;Infront of u, And bcoz of u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cry not because she is weak,&lt;br /&gt;She cry not bcoz she wans sympathy or pity,&lt;br /&gt;She cry, bcoz cryin silently is no longer possible,&lt;br /&gt;De pain n agony has bcome 2 big 2 b kept inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;if a gal cry her heart out 2 u, and all because of u,&lt;br /&gt;Its time 2 look back on wat u hav done,&lt;br /&gt;Only u will know de answer 2 it.&lt;br /&gt;Do consider it, Coz one day,&lt;br /&gt;It may b 2 late 4 regrets,&lt;br /&gt;It may b 2 late 2 say "im sorry".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends... Ponder this message seriously. Dont do dis to a gal, You may regret tis for de rest of ur life. Maybe in ur life, she mite be the onli one dat love u de most&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-110812692779711074?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110812692779711074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110812692779711074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/02/if-gal-cries-in-front-of-u-it-means.html' title=''/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-110829679940489037</id><published>2005-02-09T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:18.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>men r smple</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This is an example proving that men are simple and women are complicated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a college, a male and a female student were told to individually write a sentence using the words SEX and LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The female student wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When two mature people are passionately and deeply in LOVE with one another to a high degree and that they respect each other very much, then it is spiritually and morally acceptable to society that they both engage themselves in the act of physical SEX with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The male student wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SEX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-110829679940489037?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110829679940489037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110829679940489037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/02/men-r-smple.html' title='men r smple'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-110779082057641604</id><published>2005-02-07T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:17.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>ladies n gentleman, boys n gers, children of all ages....&lt;br /&gt;The great one has come back!!!!&lt;br /&gt;All because my baby asked me why i neva update my blog! n she was so happy wen i said i neva drink the whole month of jan jus to prove to myself n her!!!! its true guys.. no alcohol at all.. cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well well.. wat do i say... life is great! finally graduate from nyp liao! hehe.. my vice-director and my fyp secetary were so happy to see me graduate!.. haha i guess from now on, nyp will be more peaceful... anyway yea.. mama now waiting for enlistment.. so sianz sia... no more drinking late after midnight... no more happenin... sick man! well.. anyways.. thank gawd i finished attachment... sick place!!! but i made sum good frens... these are my poly mates who slugged it out wif me during attachment... there are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alexander Tok:&lt;/strong&gt; known as Mr tok... my bro...the original sick guy.. always late for werk like me.. n always drunk! my sick partner... imagine.. he supposed to come werk at 8am.. 9.30am the supervisor calling him.. he wakes up n finds himself lying down in sum carpark!!! CLASSIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shing Yee:&lt;/strong&gt; my best n fav buddy in idac! haha.. got to noe this ger wen i was transferred to bedok branch for 2 weeks... this is one of the nicest gers around... we had so much fun together wif christine (another great buddy).. most of my nicest moments in attachment was spent in bedok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tan Lay Eng:&lt;/strong&gt; known as Tan Lay Egg or MARY!... lol... my gossip buddy! lol... we had so much fun... always put scissors, paper n stone to see who will take the customer 1st.. haha.., was my right hand wen office politics were going outta hand... a very understandin fren to have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Li Ying Ying: &lt;/strong&gt;known as Ying square... also like lay eng... damn gum wif me one... gossip n ksiao together wif me oso... we went thru the same shit together... but hor.. altho she looks very innocent, dun eva be decieved! she is a great chiongster!!!! who is her chong? i will come to dat person soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kong Ni Mi:&lt;/strong&gt; known as Xiaoni.. the sexiest ger wif the shortest skirt.... no wonder the supervisor treat her so good one liao...lol.. a great buddy oso la.. a very caring ger one.. always tell me n alex.. dun drink so much.. n stop smoking! smoke waste money n spoil ur health one!.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ester:&lt;/strong&gt; known as sick esterling.. lol... cos she always call me sick ahfrank... she is ying ying's chong... the leader of all the chiongsters... drink until siao.. altho she neva work wif us.. got to noe her during lunch breaks at citycab cafe... the ger wif the sweetest smile! lol.. but pls dun be decieved! beware!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea that about it man... this is a great bunch of ple.. lurve em man... but wait.. there is a love triangle going on... lol... coming soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-110779082057641604?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110779082057641604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110779082057641604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/02/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-110458048680135852</id><published>2005-01-01T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:17.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>army</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR PLE!!!!!! (i'm so sad.... must go NS this year!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear citizen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, you will begin National Service. You will pack your bags and report to a camp ringed by high wire fences and guarded round the clock by armed sentries. To keep intruders out, or to keep you in, I wonder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will leave the security and comfort of home to spartan barracks where you will have to live by a clock that is not yours, to a regimen of brutal training designed to break individuals into automatons who will jump to any order unquestioningly, no matter how stupid or physically dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The slogan that is shouted at you will be that you are being turned from 'boys to men' but the reality is that the training is designed to turn 'kids to killers'. You will learn dozens of ways to kill human beings. From shooting them with a rifle to bayoneting them in the chest, to a quick, silent slash with a commando knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During your training, you will probably learn most of the vices that you never knew as a kid. To drink, because beer will be almost as cheap as mineral water. To smoke, because that is what everybody else does. And to find release from hellish camp conditions in paid sex, when you and your platoon mates are let off once in a while. It is all part of the pseudo macho culture of camp life. You will probably learn to swear, too, because swear words are the lingua franca in camps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will develop a hardening of the spirit, a carelessness to life; the opposite of the sensitising influence that all your previous education instilled in you. The refinements of Shakespeare will seem far away in the coarse barracks. It will seem another world, another time. After your 6 months of BMT, you will gradually wind down. Most of your time will be spent in aimlessness, like area cleaning, sleeping and just hanging around. You will waste 2 to 2 1/2 years of your life thus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's welcoming you to National Service. We do hope you enjoy your stay (not that you have much of a choice anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care,&lt;br /&gt;Government&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-110458048680135852?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110458048680135852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110458048680135852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2005/01/army.html' title='army'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-110457834571958686</id><published>2004-12-31T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:17.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year eva</title><content type='html'>I saw what loves does&lt;br /&gt;It breaks Hearts and&lt;br /&gt;I saw what women can do&lt;br /&gt;They take men around&lt;br /&gt;and leave them too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could never let this happen to me&lt;br /&gt;With all of love's faults I saw and still see&lt;br /&gt;So until I know my heart will never be broken&lt;br /&gt;I'll protect it and never let it be stolen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know why&lt;br /&gt;You'll never see me cry&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let my guard down&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you'll laugh like a clown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please try to understand&lt;br /&gt;I want a friend not a lady&lt;br /&gt;The things you say are sweet and&lt;br /&gt;fill my body with passionate heat&lt;br /&gt;But I saw what love can do&lt;br /&gt;You'll end up not loving me&lt;br /&gt;and me falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please just go away&lt;br /&gt;And find another heart to break&lt;br /&gt;Remember and don't ever forget&lt;br /&gt;If you love me let me know&lt;br /&gt;If you don't just let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving someone means giving her the freedom to find her way, whether it leads towards you or away from you. Love is a painful risk to take but the risk must be taken no matter how scary or painful, for only then you'll experience the fullness of humanity and that is love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-110457834571958686?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110457834571958686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110457834571958686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-year-eva.html' title='new year eva'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-110457881013797233</id><published>2004-12-29T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:17.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thot for the day</title><content type='html'>Some food for thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not look back and&lt;br /&gt;grieve over the past,&lt;br /&gt;for its gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not be troubled&lt;br /&gt;about the future,&lt;br /&gt;for it has yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live in the present,&lt;br /&gt;and make it so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;that it will be worth remembering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is a cancelled Check.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a promisary note.&lt;br /&gt;Today is cash. Use it Wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-110457881013797233?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110457881013797233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110457881013797233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2004/12/thot-for-day.html' title='thot for the day'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-110308319295632637</id><published>2004-12-14T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:17.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 best movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;10 Best Movies of 2004&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Sideways&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top vintage goes to Alexander Payne's hilariously melancholy comedy of wine, women and male midlife crisis. As rich and subtle as a fine novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Before Sunset&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie Delpy and Ethan Hawke reunite in Richard Linklater's breathtaking romance. Great talk. Great ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:oMvsLink("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Osama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A devastating Afghan drama about a girl caught in the Taliban's nightmare reign. Unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:oMvsLink("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Million Dollar Baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A knockout blow from Clint Eastwood, this boxing saga leaves you reeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Bad Education&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is what it seems in Almodovar's dark, devious film noir about desire, revenge and abusive priests. Gael Garcia Bernal shines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:oMvsLink("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. The Aviator&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crown jewel in the Year of the Biopic, Scorsese's epic about eccentric billionaire Howard Hughes dazzles, delights and disturbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:oMvsLink("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Friday Night Lights&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bone- and heart-crunching look at the glory, and the horror, of Texas high-school football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:oMvsLink("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. The Manchurian Candidate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan Demme reworks a classic thriller into a taut paranoid parable for our times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:oMvsLink("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third time's the charm. Alfonso Cuaron finds real magic in his wizardly installment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:oMvsLink("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Kinsey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Condon's smart, nuanced, surprisingly sweet tribute to the revolutionary sex researcher. Liam Neeson is touching as the troubled, tenacious scientist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-110308319295632637?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110308319295632637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110308319295632637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2004/12/10-best-movies.html' title='10 best movies'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-110308263356052531</id><published>2004-12-13T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:17.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 worst movies of 2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;10 Most Disappointing Movies of 2004&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The Village&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Big Twist special from M. Night Shyamalan, but the surprise turned out to be how dull, stilted and muddled this excursion into Ye Oldeland turned out to be. Scarily contrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:oMvsLink("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Van Helsing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the stake! This overstuffed, overamped Monster jamboree is a perfect demonstration that more can be so much less. You never want to see another special effect after director Stephen Sommers is done abusing them. Poor Hugh Jackman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:oMvsLink("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Alexander&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The passion, and the point, have gone AWOL in this Oliver Stone misfire, arguably the first dull film this gifted filmmaker has made. It's a long, grueling epic; be sure to pack supplies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. The Alamo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you take a stirring tale of gallantry in the face of death and turn it into a nap-inducing Saturday-afternoon special? Disney did it, and got what it deserved—an Alamo nobody remembers, because nobody went to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Dogville&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sometimes brilliant sadist Lars Von Trier pushed the limits of cinema (and our patience) with this dogmatic fable about the black feral soul of small-town America. Enacted on a bare stage, with barren Brechtian results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:oMvsLink("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ambitious CGI experiment, everything but the actors was digitally created. Produced some stunning retro sci-fi images. But who could care, when the human drama was so anemic? A stylish bore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Silver City&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounded good on paper: a zinging political satire about a Bush-like candidate from smart-guy John Sayles. But this clumsily made jeremiad seemed tame and old hat. Sayles's fiction couldn't hold a candle to current political fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:oMvsLink("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. A Very Long Engagement&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean-Pierre Jeunet's whimsical, cluttered, antique-store approach to cinema was fine for "Amelie," but in an epic love story against the backdrop of World War I it just alienates. Audrey Tautou, with a limp and a tuba, cuts a preciously unreal figure as she searches for her lost soldier love. We wanted to be moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. The Terminal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spielberg's airport-bound fable starts fresh and frisky, with Tom Hanks's Eastern European traveler forced to use his wits to survive as a permanent resident of JFK. But reality gives way to secondhand Capra corn and an improbable romance, as a great premise devolves into a long layover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. De-Lovely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fine Kevin Kline performance is wasted in this lugubrious, tone-deaf biopic of Cole Porter, which bungles a fascinating subject—the marriage of a gay man and a straight woman. The big musical production numbers are hopeless. Not swell, not witty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-110308263356052531?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110308263356052531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110308263356052531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2004/12/10-worst-movies-of-2004.html' title='10 worst movies of 2004'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-110285737274378924</id><published>2004-12-12T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:17.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>m kumaran s/o mahalasmi review</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;M.Kumaran S/O Mahalakshmi (2004)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast: Ravi, Nadhiya, Asin, Prakash Raj, Vivek etc&lt;br /&gt;Story/Screenplay/Direction: M Raja&lt;br /&gt;Banner: Jeyam Company&lt;br /&gt;Music: Srikanth Deva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ple... i'm not sayin tis is the best movie tis time round... there are lots more happening movies that are released this season... like manmathan, attagasam, giri, chellame (btw reema sen, although she looks hot n most screwable, she got the arrogant look... tis kinda gers must give jialat.. yea i sadist or wateva la.. ya i'm sick)... but this movie is a bit different la... worth watching... i believe u ple will like tis movie la.. not a super hit or wat.. jus a heart warming movie.. long time i saw a heart warming movie after sweet november (oooh i lurve charlize theron) and armageddon (cher's fav oso)... its quite nice.. i dun wanna say the story n spoil the show la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'll jus say that it's about the unconditional love between a mother and son. taken very nicely... jayam ravi has acted nicely in this movie as the son... nadhiya was amazing as the mother... she looks so beautiful and respectable as a mother... i'm sure everyone will lurve her n the character she playes... she's the highlight of the movie... prakash raj was as usual.... a class of his own.. n new face asin was.... lets just say... stole my heart away... she comes as a kuthuvilakku from kerala (i got this thing for kerala gers ever since i saw autograph n becos of veni).. but she sure turns up the heat... she looks awesome man.. dun worry jothika.. ur always the 1st but... i think she can fight for the 2nd place....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the songs are also happenin... ayyo ayyo makes u in the mood for love (jus like amugalay from arasatchi).. vechuka vehcukava gets u to the dance floor... (naan pathinettu pattikku raasa, en nagam pattu malaratha rosa.. weee weeeeeee).... neeye neeye is a heart wrenching song meant for mother sentiment.. overall this movie is worth ur time.. i'm glad i managed to catch atleast tis movie in my very very busy schedule... go n watch it ple... u'll see wat is unconditional love.... aites gtg peeps... mama got no life until jan 29 wen attachment finishes... anyway next will be 7g rainbow colony (especially recommended by darling usha).. till den... adios...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-110285737274378924?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110285737274378924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110285737274378924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2004/12/m-kumaran-so-mahalasmi-review.html' title='m kumaran s/o mahalasmi review'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-110164614482900350</id><published>2004-11-28T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:16.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daer girl</title><content type='html'>Dear girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i've not known you for too long of a time. I guess there's been some stuff that's been on my mind for a very long time. I noe you may not be able to accept wateva u're gonna hear now ... please don't turn away now... all i'm asking for is a listening ear....throughout these times when we were talkin... be it online or over msgs...i guess i knew u a lil bit more...every now and then... Though we haven really got a chance to get out on a dinner date or wateva, i guess meeting each other ain't tat important... only recently i realised why i kept on thinkin of u... kept on wondering how u were doing...and when the weather turns ugly...i often wanted to drop u a msg seeing if u were ok... wheneva i read ur msgs... it juz brings me a smile... and when i'm walking down the beach alone... i wished u were there with me to share that beautiful moment... not neccessary as a gf but yea... it's the presence that counts...i knoe u might not accept me into ur life now...and if i noe that... dun worry... that doesn't mean i will neva be there for u anymore when u nid a pilar of strength &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea...i have got no idea how i fell for u... but lemme tell u gal... u dun nid a reason to fall for sumone... and not everyone falls in love everyday... it takes smthing really very special for a person to be able to have such a special feeling in the other... i may not be the kinda guy u're looking for as a partner... once again i dun seek a chance...but if the chance is given to me... i can vow that i'll do my very best to make u feel loved....love is a vague word...so let's juz let it stay that way...i know at this point of time u may be feelin most wierd and stressed kz.. no worries ... i do understand that...i hope u're absolutely not obligated to do anything... u can choose to walk away frm me after i'm finished with everything... i wun blame u alrite... but i juz wanna sae u're a very special someone in my life... and i hope u wld fill up that very special place in my heart and be wif me for the next big part of my journey in life......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-110164614482900350?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110164614482900350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110164614482900350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2004/11/daer-girl.html' title='daer girl'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-110164475118136753</id><published>2004-11-27T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:16.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>which underworld charactwer r u?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/Archangelwoghd/1066349873_or_800x600.jpg" border="0" alt="Viktor"&gt;&lt;br&gt;VICTOR: You are victor!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1400-years-old, he is the supreme Vampire overlord&lt;br&gt;who has been sleeping to restore his power.&lt;br&gt;Selene trusts him as she trusts no one else and&lt;br&gt;daringly awkens him when no one else believes&lt;br&gt;her discovery of the Lycan plot to destroy the&lt;br&gt;Vampires. Victor is tall, powerful, haught, and&lt;br&gt;ostentatious. And ruthless. He had his own&lt;br&gt;daughter, Sonja, executed when it was&lt;br&gt;discovered she was secretly involved with a&lt;br&gt;lycan leader. Many have elevated him to&lt;br&gt;celebrity status. Many others wish him dead.&lt;br&gt;But Victor has his own secrets and a dark side&lt;br&gt;no other Vampire has ever known ... he may have&lt;br&gt;been the one who began the ancient battle&lt;br&gt;between Lycans and Vampires.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Archangelwoghd/quizzes/Which%20UNDERWORLD%20character%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which UNDERWORLD character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-110164475118136753?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110164475118136753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110164475118136753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2004/11/which-underworld-charactwer-r-u.html' title='which underworld charactwer r u?'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-110143389551892963</id><published>2004-11-26T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:16.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ulagam surttrum..</title><content type='html'>yea i'm back.. sibei busy sial... i become ulagam suttrum vaaliban ready liao... my attachment... first i was at sin ming branch... for 9am work i jus wake up at 8am cos its so near my place.... den suudenly they said go to bedok branch cos they need guys... then after a while bedok branch said they wan to keep me all the way for my attachment... den suddenly wednesday, the manager asked me go to ubi close branch for few days cos they need guys... wakkao! of the 4 idac branches under Singapore Technologies.... i've been to 3... left only portsdown.. sian eh... hahaha.. yesterday i go work.. today i take mc la.. need to slack a bit.. too taxing on me leh... anyways ladies and gentlemen.. today is darling usha n emilia b'dae..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETHEARTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been really busy since mua attachment started... no time to meet anyone.. just only managed to meet the guys everyweek for the drinking sessions.. yea thats my only energy to last the week liao... yea... dunno got so many things to say.. many things happening... feeling up n down.. hehe... darling oceans75 is back in the game! yea the love of my life.... den.. hmmm.. yea about latha.. dun worry suga.. jus remember mama is always here for ya k.. den.. paapa shanti's 21st b'dae comin.. year end and march got lotsa birthdays sial... cheri's b'dae oso on dec... hey anyone got see the movie Billa by rajinikanth? got this song, "my name is billa..."... the ger who dances wif him looks exactly like my cher.. i dunno.. its jus looks so much like her... i kept replayin the song bout more than 20times.. jus to look at cher.. or the ger who looks like her.. hehe.. mad? yea i am.. well... life goes on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked a mile with sorrow and never a word said she; but, oh,&lt;br /&gt;the things i learned from her when sorrow walked with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-110143389551892963?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110143389551892963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110143389551892963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2004/11/ulagam-surttrum.html' title='ulagam surttrum..'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351612.post-110094163168288281</id><published>2004-11-20T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:19:16.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>better mann</title><content type='html'>to ma cher....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;I need to rest in arms&lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe from harm&lt;br /&gt;In pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me endless summer&lt;br /&gt;Lord I fear the cold&lt;br /&gt;Feel I'm getting old&lt;br /&gt;Before my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doing all I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go easy on my conscience&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's not my fault&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been taught&lt;br /&gt;To take the blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured my angels&lt;br /&gt;Will catch my tears&lt;br /&gt;Walk me out of here&lt;br /&gt;I'm in pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doing all I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've found that lover&lt;br /&gt;You're homeward bound&lt;br /&gt;Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some have fallen&lt;br /&gt;On stony ground&lt;br /&gt;But love is all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;I need to rest in arms&lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe from harm&lt;br /&gt;In pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me endless summer&lt;br /&gt;Lord I fear the cold&lt;br /&gt;Feel I'm getting old&lt;br /&gt;Before my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doing all I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351612-110094163168288281?l=jothika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110094163168288281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351612/posts/default/110094163168288281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jothika.blogspot.com/2004/11/better-mann.html' title='better mann'/><author><name>ninabuay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16858250498794349353</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></entry></feed>
