<?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-4118924185883100074</id><updated>2011-08-15T05:17:41.719-07:00</updated><category term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>One Moment in Life</title><subtitle type='html'>One of the greatest things have to be share, ... Treasure the tears, treasure the laughter, but most importantly, treasure the memories. ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-8752709191462916234</id><published>2011-07-11T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T21:07:31.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart!! XoXo</title><content type='html'>Love isn't blind or deaf or dumb - in fact it sees far more than it will ever tell. For whatever reason, our bodies seem to be programmed to fall in love as the season changes and everything outside begins to grow. Whether your feelings are requited or not, be sure and revel in them. You don’t have to act on your lovey-dovey feelings. Crushes are likely to pass, as are spring’s tempting wiles. A little love in your system can surprise you so much, you can’t help but smile. It’s half because you feel so good, and half because you’re laughing at yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PoWlffYxzX8/Thr78oyKENI/AAAAAAAAAX8/NRX9ydM8SvI/s1600/DSC_0177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PoWlffYxzX8/Thr78oyKENI/AAAAAAAAAX8/NRX9ydM8SvI/s320/DSC_0177.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628087703511371986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oar7wDENJkw/Thr7Y6ffCKI/AAAAAAAAAXs/h6wl0VjA6jI/s1600/DSC_0169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oar7wDENJkw/Thr7Y6ffCKI/AAAAAAAAAXs/h6wl0VjA6jI/s320/DSC_0169.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628087089789601954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light Pink Roses---A joy to behold, light pink roses express fun and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;source: http://honeymoons.about.com/cs/valentinesday/a/Valentine_Roses.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f8fSdPDGEmE/Thr7YM2bNHI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ziO1vFGz6nk/s1600/DSC_0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f8fSdPDGEmE/Thr7YM2bNHI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ziO1vFGz6nk/s320/DSC_0122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628087077537789042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the secret that I'll never tell ---XoXo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-brMCs8ALRX8/Thr7X8FEy9I/AAAAAAAAAXc/5s5mKNcqtJY/s1600/DSC_0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-brMCs8ALRX8/Thr7X8FEy9I/AAAAAAAAAXc/5s5mKNcqtJY/s320/DSC_0138.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628087073035832274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ring Finger - The Meaning of the Ring Finger for Rings: Emotion, Creativity &amp; Heart: Wearing a ring on the "ring" finger represents a connection to the heart, as it is thought to be closely related to the artery that goes to the heart. It is associated with our feelings of affection and love. It is also representative of our creativity and artistic self. Wearing a ring on this finger on the left hand represents to others a betrothal to the giver of the ring and a commitment of faithfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article Source: http://EzineArticles.com/1757185&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CKmjPa9TkDw/Thr7Xq1hZsI/AAAAAAAAAXU/GEWPQnnhf1s/s1600/DSC_0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CKmjPa9TkDw/Thr7Xq1hZsI/AAAAAAAAAXU/GEWPQnnhf1s/s320/DSC_0045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628087068407195330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Red red wine you make me feel so fine---You keep me rocking all of the time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-piAFyO2E1k8/Thr7ZTOU1SI/AAAAAAAAAX0/kQmuScm7_1I/s1600/DSC_0163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-piAFyO2E1k8/Thr7ZTOU1SI/AAAAAAAAAX0/kQmuScm7_1I/s320/DSC_0163.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628087096428516642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can catch your eyes but it takes someone special to catch your heart!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-8752709191462916234?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/8752709191462916234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=8752709191462916234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/8752709191462916234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/8752709191462916234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2011/07/heart-xoxo.html' title='Heart!! XoXo'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PoWlffYxzX8/Thr78oyKENI/AAAAAAAAAX8/NRX9ydM8SvI/s72-c/DSC_0177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-3953948247067572036</id><published>2010-04-16T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T15:40:00.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S8gOHOi-hDI/AAAAAAAAAV0/tpImSTZ9STc/s1600/120735960642798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S8gOHOi-hDI/AAAAAAAAAV0/tpImSTZ9STc/s320/120735960642798.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460630065513399346"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are greatest moments? Are they the best moments in life, the ones we remember or the events we try to forget? When asked, people generally seem to say the moments they consider the best: Weddings, graduations, the birth of children and personal enlightenment. The key word here, it seems, is Greatest, and Great does not necessarily mean best, it means most important. The Greatest moments in life are just as likely to be tragedies as they are triumphs because bad moments are just as likely to influence and impact on us as enjoyable moments. So perhaps when we say what are The Greatest Moments in life, what we really mean is; what pivotal moments in life have the most effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"metaphysicist and Philosopher, once described time as an extremely turbulent Ocean of infinite width and unknown length. The present, he said, is a storm of infinite width and the length of a single moment. As the storm passes across the ocean, it freezes it at that precise instant and it becomes the past" &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;J. McTaggart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of us with memory can recall the past, and it’s these reflections that we often term the Greatest Moments. People consider memories, and the memories they term Great especially, to be an important part of their identity and character. But although most people agree that they have had greatest moments, what these moments actually are is a highly subjective matter, both for individuals and societies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s not to say the past, and our memories, are completely irrelevant. It is, however, a mistake to place a great amount of importance on memories. George Santayana was an American Philosopher who famously said “those who forget the lessons of the past are doomed to repeat them”, a quote that is often used, reasonably you might think, to contradict the importance of the present over past events. The question is though, where lies the importance of George’s statement? In my opinion, the truth of the statement lies in the importance of applying ourselves to the present, and not to contemplation of past events. It’s only in the present that we have an opportunity to act differently, only in the present do we have the opportunity to learn from past events and although the lesson could be considered useful, it’s the application that contributes to you as a person. Think carefully, because the past might be useful, but only when its applied to the present, only when it contributes towards the greatest moment in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than memories of events in the past, the Greatest moment in life is the only moment in life that we can live. The instant that we can control, the most important time and the only moment we can experience is the now, the present and it’s only by realising this and acting accordingly that we can experience the truly great and choose the direction of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9176ded974ba04c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S8gOHOi-hDI/AAAAAAAAAV0/tpImSTZ9STc/s72-c/120735960642798.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-6307895122254309848</id><published>2010-04-15T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T03:14:47.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adorable Jeddune..."cheers our student life"....</title><content type='html'>Last December my homie,Janet having a surprise from GOD.Our home received an adorable new homie,,lovely Jeddune.Active,lovely,lazy,adorable,fussy cat.Always cheer us,love to play hide and seek,,have a great record in "bungy jumping",100 meters.Love Tuna Whiskas but sometime really make you want to throw her down in the corner.Hehe....but her adorable face will make you please her..eeuuuww......Some pictures of Jeddune to cheer my page :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S8bdnCyyutI/AAAAAAAAAVs/2BdPUGl-1EI/s1600/DSC06743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S8bdnCyyutI/AAAAAAAAAVs/2BdPUGl-1EI/s320/DSC06743.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460295261067852498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to be on the top,once you put her on the table she will be there until her "Whiskas time".Love laptop too...we still wondering what make that laptop so special for her but according to our observation may be because cat love something warm so we assume that Jeddune treat our laptop as her "heat treatment".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S8bdm8HTOII/AAAAAAAAAVk/UGgsKc1lsEo/s1600/DSC06673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S8bdm8HTOII/AAAAAAAAAVk/UGgsKc1lsEo/s320/DSC06673.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460295259274819714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heat treatment" again...but always distracting when you was watching your favourite series..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S8bdmgeguII/AAAAAAAAAVc/8_q2lCpSLR8/s1600/DSC06669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S8bdmgeguII/AAAAAAAAAVc/8_q2lCpSLR8/s320/DSC06669.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460295251855980674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again...so cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S8bdmNPOw0I/AAAAAAAAAVU/QYy7PB8r37w/s1600/DSC06638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S8bdmNPOw0I/AAAAAAAAAVU/QYy7PB8r37w/s320/DSC06638.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460295246691615554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always close her face when she was in sleeping tight mood...cute paws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S8bdls39O_I/AAAAAAAAAVM/HCeZyKMj_7g/s1600/DSC06598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S8bdls39O_I/AAAAAAAAAVM/HCeZyKMj_7g/s320/DSC06598.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460295238004063218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorable...cute...smart cat....playing card was always attract her....see how smart our dear Jeddune....cute paws on the table...Dune wanna play huh???hehehe.....gonna leave her end of this month...gonna miss her to the max...huhu......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-6307895122254309848?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/6307895122254309848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=6307895122254309848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/6307895122254309848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-8139133746540304903</id><published>2010-04-09T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T00:07:44.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Friendship L.O.V.E with my besties</title><content type='html'>Some of the Best Moments in Life with my besties,X,B,Nett,Soo,Fel,T-not,Beth,Cath,Chey,Jo,Dilla,Pen,Comot,Alan,Genuck,Ebec,Roska,Alice,Ly,Tina,Ying2,Ying Li,Jane,Anna,K.Nur,K.Amy,Qila,Non,Ugee,Wanna and to alls that i can't afford to mention.....thanks for the greatest love that you all shares with me........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To fall in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To laugh until it hurts your stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To find mails by the thousands when you return from a vacation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To go for a vacation to some pretty place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To listen to your favorite song in the radio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To go to bed and to listen while it rains outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To leave the! shower and find that the towel is warm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To clear your last exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To find money in a pant that you haven't used since last year . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To laugh at yourself looking at mirror, making faces.))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Calls at midnight that last for hours.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To laugh without a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To accidentally hear somebody say something good about you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To wake up and realize it is still possible to sleep for a couple of hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To hear a song that makes you remember a special person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To be part of a team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To watch the sunset from the hill top. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To make new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To feel butterflies! in the stomach every time that you see that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To pass time with your best friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To see people that you like, feeling happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To use a sweater of the person that you like and find that it still smells of their perfume. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* See an old friend again and to feel that the things have not changed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To take an evening walk along the beach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To have somebody tell you that he/she loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To laugh .......laugh........and laugh ...... remembering stupid things done with stupid friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the best moments of life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us learn to cherish them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is not a problem to be solved, but a gift to be enjoyed" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niey....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-6979931821966051667</id><published>2010-03-27T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T23:13:08.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rubbish...waste...trashes.....----Corporate Social Policy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S7LitxV3KII/AAAAAAAAAVE/znhHAbcE3ss/s1600/DSC06181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S7LitxV3KII/AAAAAAAAAVE/znhHAbcE3ss/s320/DSC06181.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454671374666115202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tired face...having a lot of work to do...my theses...my weekly assignments...presentation...test....i'm gonna miss all of this tough time soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last two weeks i have a presentation for my subject :MGM 4137 under Prof.Haslinda. It was really exciting to express our opinion about rubbish issue now a days. We (Xter, B &amp; Jane)present in the perspective of society. Very interesting topic to discuss. Very supportive Prof. and group mates and my dear course mates, because at the end of the presentation we invite all of the class to sing a song by Michael Jackson: Heal the World as our conclusion. Everyone stand up and sing together as one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's A Place In&lt;br /&gt;Your Heart&lt;br /&gt;And I Know That It Is Love&lt;br /&gt;And This Place Could&lt;br /&gt;Be Much&lt;br /&gt;Brighter Than Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;And If You Really Try&lt;br /&gt;You'll Find There's No Need &lt;br /&gt;To Cry&lt;br /&gt;In This Place You'll Feel&lt;br /&gt;There's No Hurt Or Sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There Are Ways&lt;br /&gt;To Get There&lt;br /&gt;If You Care Enough&lt;br /&gt;For The Living&lt;br /&gt;Make A Little Space&lt;br /&gt;Make A Better Place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heal The World&lt;br /&gt;Make It A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;And The Entire Human Race&lt;br /&gt;There Are People Dying&lt;br /&gt;If You Care Enough&lt;br /&gt;For The Living&lt;br /&gt;Make A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If You Want To Know Why&lt;br /&gt;There's A Love That&lt;br /&gt;Cannot Lie&lt;br /&gt;Love Is Strong&lt;br /&gt;It Only Cares For&lt;br /&gt;Joyful Giving&lt;br /&gt;If We Try&lt;br /&gt;We Shall See&lt;br /&gt;In This Bliss&lt;br /&gt;We Cannot Feel&lt;br /&gt;Fear Or Dread&lt;br /&gt;We Stop Existing And&lt;br /&gt;Start Living&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then It Feels That Always&lt;br /&gt;Love's Enough For&lt;br /&gt;Us Growing&lt;br /&gt;So Make A Better World&lt;br /&gt;Make A Better World...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heal The World&lt;br /&gt;Make It A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;And The Entire Human Race&lt;br /&gt;There Are People Dying&lt;br /&gt;If You Care Enough&lt;br /&gt;For The Living&lt;br /&gt;Make A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And The Dream We Were&lt;br /&gt;Conceived In&lt;br /&gt;Will Reveal A Joyful Face&lt;br /&gt;And The World We&lt;br /&gt;Once Believed In&lt;br /&gt;Will Shine Again In Grace&lt;br /&gt;Then Why Do We Keep&lt;br /&gt;Strangling Life&lt;br /&gt;Wound This Earth&lt;br /&gt;Crucify Its Soul&lt;br /&gt;Though It's Plain To See&lt;br /&gt;This World Is Heavenly&lt;br /&gt;Be God's Glow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Could Fly So High&lt;br /&gt;Let Our Spirits Never Die&lt;br /&gt;In My Heart&lt;br /&gt;I Feel You Are All&lt;br /&gt;My Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Create A World With&lt;br /&gt;No Fear&lt;br /&gt;Together We'll Cry&lt;br /&gt;Happy Tears&lt;br /&gt;See The Nations Turn&lt;br /&gt;Their Swords&lt;br /&gt;Into Plowshares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Could Really Get There&lt;br /&gt;If You Cared Enough&lt;br /&gt;For The Living&lt;br /&gt;Make A Little Space&lt;br /&gt;To Make A Better Place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heal The World&lt;br /&gt;Make It A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;And The Entire Human Race&lt;br /&gt;There Are People Dying&lt;br /&gt;If You Care Enough&lt;br /&gt;For The Living&lt;br /&gt;Make A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heal The World&lt;br /&gt;Make It A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;And The Entire Human Race&lt;br /&gt;There Are People Dying&lt;br /&gt;If You Care Enough&lt;br /&gt;For The Living&lt;br /&gt;Make A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heal The World&lt;br /&gt;Make It A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;And The Entire Human Race&lt;br /&gt;There Are People Dying&lt;br /&gt;If You Care Enough&lt;br /&gt;For The Living&lt;br /&gt;Make A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There Are People Dying&lt;br /&gt;If You Care Enough&lt;br /&gt;For The Living&lt;br /&gt;Make A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There Are People Dying&lt;br /&gt;If You Care Enough&lt;br /&gt;For The Living&lt;br /&gt;Make A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spoken: &lt;br /&gt;Think about the generations and to say we want to make it a better &lt;br /&gt;world for our children and our children's children. So that they know &lt;br /&gt;it's a better world for them; and think if they can make it a better &lt;br /&gt;place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heal the World" Such an encouraging, inspiring sentiment to offer the world. This anthem unites everyone with its easy melody and sing-along lyrics.Thank guys....lets us stand together as one and keep save our Mother Earth...because we borrow it from our children...."Heal the World" Such an encouraging, inspiring sentiment to offer the world. This anthem unites everyone with its easy melody and sing-along lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rubbish...trashes....waste...is everywhere...because of that our group think that the best way to overcome this problem and unethical behavior is develop the love of Nature in we ourself so it will lead us become more disciplines in our daily life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One of the best ways we've found to overcome this problem is to teach children to love and appreciate nature. The younger generation should be taught to be environmentally responsible because they are the ones who will need to carry on practicing and teaching about recycling in the future. If youngsters start learning about the environment at a young age, they'll be better able to incorporate being environmentally responsible into their lives. Education at the early stage does not mean it must start at school. The responsibility is not only taken by the teacher. Preserving our Earth is something that takes everyone working together to see results and make the change successful. Working to save the environment can happen in the home, at work or in between. We may not know which way is best to start, so choosing to start at home should be our top priority. Starting at home can save our money as well as preserve the earth. Kids can take care of the environment as well. Without parents teaching their children about the importance of saving the environment they may never learn. It is because there is the next generation to take care of the environment. So that, the heart that care for environment clean must develop from small."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How long does it take to decompose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Object Decomposition Time&lt;br /&gt;Styrofoam container   &gt; 1 million years&lt;br /&gt;Plastic jug           1 million years&lt;br /&gt;Aluminum can           200-500 years&lt;br /&gt;Disposable diaper   550 years&lt;br /&gt;Tinned can           90 years&lt;br /&gt;Leather shoe           45 years&lt;br /&gt;Wool sock           1 year&lt;br /&gt;Paper bag           1 month&lt;br /&gt;Banana peel           3-4 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://mdc.mo.gov/nomoretrash/facts/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if we produce a lot of rubbish..trash...waste....what will happen to our Mother Earth....think...rethink....discuss...conferences...laws &amp; regulations....fines....nothing change WE are still remain the same............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some picture taking during that day.....four of us....become as one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S7Lite2RQ9I/AAAAAAAAAU8/96vBvFPeYYA/s1600/DSC06179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S7Lite2RQ9I/AAAAAAAAAU8/96vBvFPeYYA/s320/DSC06179.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454671369701770194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me with Xter....see in one minutes we can produce a rubbish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S7Lis6RBnNI/AAAAAAAAAU0/G0ylCYMwGUY/s1600/DSC06164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S7Lis6RBnNI/AAAAAAAAAU0/G0ylCYMwGUY/s320/DSC06164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454671359881878738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Jane...she was taking her lunch...at 3.15 p.m....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S7LiselrXdI/AAAAAAAAAUs/EqmQl9tDi98/s1600/DSC06161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S7LiselrXdI/AAAAAAAAAUs/EqmQl9tDi98/s320/DSC06161.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454671352452308434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B,,busy facebook-ing..hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S7Lir87KP_I/AAAAAAAAAUk/PURpm8ZcCZs/s1600/DSC06168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S7Lir87KP_I/AAAAAAAAAUk/PURpm8ZcCZs/s320/DSC06168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454671343415607282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of us...me..X &amp; Jane.....cheers to four of us for an excellent job!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-6979931821966051667?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/6979931821966051667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=6979931821966051667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/6979931821966051667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/6979931821966051667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2010/03/rubbishwastetrashes-corporate-social.html' title='rubbish...waste...trashes.....----Corporate Social Policy'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S7LitxV3KII/AAAAAAAAAVE/znhHAbcE3ss/s72-c/DSC06181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-6393376536515124635</id><published>2010-02-24T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T05:28:45.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashionista - Part "craving for stage shoot"</title><content type='html'>When your day become more boring than before,,you'll come up with something that crazy you for..here the empirical evidence..1.00 a.m....bring out all your make-up...[Loreal Paris,,Za New York,,Maybeline New York,,Elianto Malaysia]...than it begun with a high volume of laughing when everyone try what type of eye shadow...what type of make-up...everything become fun....really enjoy it with my lovely homies...X,Nett,Che and B....who say that we need to hang out or clubbing just to enjoy our weekend.We say NO...spending time together with your homie..friends or anyone else by doing something that really mean to us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NFocFrx0I/AAAAAAAAAT0/J-srGEU1zGc/s1600-h/DSC04881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NFocFrx0I/AAAAAAAAAT0/J-srGEU1zGc/s320/DSC04881.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450276535085549378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with illegal belly..not bad..am i become a hot mama in the next 3 years???Haha..sometime when i see or met my cousin when they in this (great shape)..i also want to...but when rethink back,am i ready for it??High responsibilities..so many think to care of...but i hope one day i'll have a great happiness family ever after...Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NFnzuuqKI/AAAAAAAAATs/tw6VdsLwF2U/s1600-h/DSC04918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NFnzuuqKI/AAAAAAAAATs/tw6VdsLwF2U/s320/DSC04918.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450276524251850914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With B,my best homie...we've met at UPM,2006,,as a course mate then everything smoothly change to best friend ever..the only one my best Sumandak babe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NFnQ-bT-I/AAAAAAAAATk/krWjVHQ6HSQ/s1600-h/DSC04909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NFnQ-bT-I/AAAAAAAAATk/krWjVHQ6HSQ/s320/DSC04909.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450276514922450914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again with B,but there a gentleman name Hezron Jau.He was Sarawakian also..came from Miri,,my course mate also...and a best dude...haha....and my homie's(Che) Laling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NFm9HW-EI/AAAAAAAAATc/m1CkCNcxu3Y/s1600-h/DSC04847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NFm9HW-EI/AAAAAAAAATc/m1CkCNcxu3Y/s320/DSC04847.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450276509591205954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me again...flying kiss pose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NFmm-eBkI/AAAAAAAAATU/WvC0KL3tC4U/s1600-h/DSC04786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NFmm-eBkI/AAAAAAAAATU/WvC0KL3tC4U/s320/DSC04786.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450276503648339522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with Che...she was trying her best to stylish my hair..."Che i want a messy hair like Lady Gaga in Gossip Girl season 3"haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NEc-P6uzI/AAAAAAAAATM/E2SeAtMG94M/s1600-h/DSC05153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NEc-P6uzI/AAAAAAAAATM/E2SeAtMG94M/s320/DSC05153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450275238585219890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With X..my best homie too...also Sarawakian came from Kapit..Like this picture...i'm rock and roll here..yeah....should i added New Divide clip from LinkinPark...my favorite song....even i didn't watch transformer movie???mmm...may be..will come up with it soon...yah...yeahhh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NEb2KdCII/AAAAAAAAATE/hDxRuAXmydY/s1600-h/DSC04906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NEb2KdCII/AAAAAAAAATE/hDxRuAXmydY/s320/DSC04906.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450275219234949250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With B,,again...thanks to X for the hair style and also photographer...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NEbYKzbDI/AAAAAAAAAS8/bt5pxL-eIdY/s1600-h/DSC04903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NEbYKzbDI/AAAAAAAAAS8/bt5pxL-eIdY/s320/DSC04903.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450275211183352882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us again....B &amp; N..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NEY6TH-VI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Fd5E-_ytUJc/s1600-h/DSC04718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NEY6TH-VI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Fd5E-_ytUJc/s320/DSC04718.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450275168805452114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che...my best homie...Nett's sister..Sarawakian also came from Kanowit.First year student at Faculty of Forestry...my buddy special girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NEYdfl8_I/AAAAAAAAASs/yxG1mD1Z0Sc/s1600-h/DSC04679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NEYdfl8_I/AAAAAAAAASs/yxG1mD1Z0Sc/s320/DSC04679.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450275161073120242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last touch by Nett...our make-up artist for that night and always her...hehe...thanks a lot Nett...good job huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6M4B7lftNI/AAAAAAAAASk/s6WldpTnxJM/s1600-h/DSC01180.jpgE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6M4B7lftNI/AAAAAAAAASk/s6WldpTnxJM/s320/DSC01180.jpgE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450261579874415826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Euuww....its me...when i gain 2 kg =48kg...ghosh!!!my drumstick...i need to lose 6kg = 42kg...as my new resolution,Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6M4BNQx9vI/AAAAAAAAASc/1Vh-eOkb__s/s1600-h/DSC01177.JPGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6M4BNQx9vI/AAAAAAAAASc/1Vh-eOkb__s/s320/DSC01177.JPGE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450261567439501042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here me again..again..and again....X say that im look a like Syndrome Down here...but thanks to her for this nice shoot...i really love this picture actually after editing..hahakkzzsss!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6M4AqdEIXI/AAAAAAAAASU/DO4ozCNQSKw/s1600-h/DSC01164.JPGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6M4AqdEIXI/AAAAAAAAASU/DO4ozCNQSKw/s320/DSC01164.JPGE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450261558095782258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite shoot,by X...love this picture so much..very sporting miow...miow...actually her name is Jeddune...so adorable cat..having full of fun with Jeddune...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6M3_7rcH-I/AAAAAAAAASM/6GTJYTdW1Lw/s1600-h/DSC01154.JPGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6M3_7rcH-I/AAAAAAAAASM/6GTJYTdW1Lw/s320/DSC01154.JPGE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450261545539608546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me in Nyonya Kebaya...mm..mm..not bad..we (me,X and B) plan to wear Nyonya Kebaya for our graduation day...mmm..so i need to work hard in order to get 42kg...must be..Jia you Niey!!!!less eat..less fat...save your money for shopping a new clothes..bags...shoes...and hair stylish.Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6M3_VPdJfI/AAAAAAAAASE/-l2SXHYCzUQ/s1600-h/DSC01141.JPGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6M3_VPdJfI/AAAAAAAAASE/-l2SXHYCzUQ/s320/DSC01141.JPGE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450261535221687794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam-whoring...girl in the mirror with Pink Nyonya Kebaya.....end of the S.T.A.G.E S.H.O.O.T.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-6393376536515124635?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/6393376536515124635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=6393376536515124635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/6393376536515124635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/6393376536515124635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2010/02/fashionista-part-craving-for-stage.html' title='Fashionista - Part &quot;craving for stage shoot&quot;'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S6NFocFrx0I/AAAAAAAAAT0/J-srGEU1zGc/s72-c/DSC04881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-7900135390930524973</id><published>2010-02-18T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T00:51:47.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashionista - Part "new hair color"</title><content type='html'>Before hair colour.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5tR2UFTg_I/AAAAAAAAAR8/NU_nhNl6Uv4/s1600-h/DSC05663.JPGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5tR2UFTg_I/AAAAAAAAAR8/NU_nhNl6Uv4/s320/DSC05663.JPGE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448038167780492274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really love my new hair colour,golden light. Its bring out my normal skin tone,typical asian skin.My stylist Irene Chia,help me much what the exactly colour for me. Warm - If you have skin that's fair to medium golden, golden brown or darker and eyes that are deep brown, hazel or brown." 2. How to pick a hair color, including undertones ("hues") and shades ("values").Its depend on your skin tone and maybe eyes colour but now a days we change our eyes colour so its not a problem anymore.The right colour will bring out you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5tFYqhubOI/AAAAAAAAAR0/oZ_zrJ-qCas/s1600-h/DSC06076.jpgE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5tFYqhubOI/AAAAAAAAAR0/oZ_zrJ-qCas/s320/DSC06076.jpgE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448024464269667554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5tFYDByZNI/AAAAAAAAARs/hpbaeqoFG_k/s1600-h/DSC06101.JPGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5tFYDByZNI/AAAAAAAAARs/hpbaeqoFG_k/s320/DSC06101.JPGE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448024453666727122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random taking by Esther,during our last day of Finishing School Program while waiting for B.I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5tFXl-zWfI/AAAAAAAAARk/YXDXkLkPuUw/s1600-h/DSC05719.JPGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5tFXl-zWfI/AAAAAAAAARk/YXDXkLkPuUw/s320/DSC05719.JPGE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448024445869578738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken when we having a lunch at Pizza Hut,The Mines.Ghosh!!Im look so chubby here,my eyes look "sepet" too.MMMM...mmm...not the right angel for captured.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-7900135390930524973?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/7900135390930524973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=7900135390930524973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/7900135390930524973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/7900135390930524973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2010/02/fashionista-part-new-hair-color.html' title='Fashionista - Part &quot;new hair color&quot;'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5tR2UFTg_I/AAAAAAAAAR8/NU_nhNl6Uv4/s72-c/DSC05663.JPGE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-721165624269011474</id><published>2010-02-15T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T11:06:58.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.V.E</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5qJ4IGGltI/AAAAAAAAARU/IBwsoIxsMD8/s1600-h/250px-Chemical_basis_of_love.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5qJ4IGGltI/AAAAAAAAARU/IBwsoIxsMD8/s320/250px-Chemical_basis_of_love.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447818296596797138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from Wikipe...the chemical basis of love interaction in human body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian theologians see God as the source of love, which is mirrored in humans and their own loving relationships. Influential Christian theologian C.S. Lewis wrote a book called The Four Loves. Benedict XVI wrote his first encyclical on "God is love." He said that a human being, created in the image of God, who is love, is able to practice love; to give himself to God and others (agape) and by receiving and experiencing God's love in contemplation (eros). This life of love, according to him, is the life of the saints such as Teresa of Calcutta and the Blessed Virgin Mary and is the direction Christians take when they believe that God loves them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5qJ4ntY3pI/AAAAAAAAARc/P96EtOUyH2s/s1600-h/images+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5qJ4ntY3pI/AAAAAAAAARc/P96EtOUyH2s/s320/images+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447818305083072146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are looking for love, would you recognize it if you found it? &lt;br /&gt;Can you tell the difference between love and infatuation? &lt;br /&gt;Between love and attraction? &lt;br /&gt;Between love and sexual desire? &lt;br /&gt;Between love and friendship? &lt;br /&gt;Between sex and intimacy? &lt;br /&gt;Between a good relationship and one that is only pleasurable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Meaning of Love offers and explains a definition of love in a way that is interesting, intense, clear, logical, and meaningful. All relationships --love, infatuation, friendship, dating, marriage, family, community, and professional-- involve three key elements:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions --how we feel about each other &lt;br /&gt;Ethics --how good or bad we are for each other &lt;br /&gt;Joys --how much we satisfy or dissatisfy each other"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Richard Garlikov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5qJ318UPVI/AAAAAAAAARM/1lZjIiRFP0o/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5qJ318UPVI/AAAAAAAAARM/1lZjIiRFP0o/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447818291723910482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is any of a number of emotions related to a sense of strong affection and attachment.Why am i wrote about L.O.V.E today????Because love is the greatest strength that given by GOD.Love make you smile...love make you cry...love bring a marvelous happiness...but sometimes love bring us to death.Every one have their own perspective about love.We have our own way how to show our love.Love to GOD..Love man to man (human)...Love to nature...3 elements that have a very crucial effect on our L.I.F.E.But did every one really care about the last element (nature)???Do we love our Mother Earth???The planet that we call Earth that give us everything for us to survive in this world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mother Earth, thank you for all the gifts of your creation. You open your body and give us the food we eat, the water we drink, the clothes we wear, the shelter of our homes. You give us teachings of how to walk upon you with harmony and balance. You give us medicine when we are out of balance. Thank you for your mysterious, beautiful, growth power healing energy. I pray for your health and healing and that your sacred waters, body, air and spirit be clean and fresh, pure and strong. Help me to open my heart to feel your heartbeat so I walk a healing path in harmony and balance with all of creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,,let us stand together...together as O.N.E to save our Planet.....and here the song of We are the W.O.R.L.D...really touching me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the world...!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;What you think about this song? &lt;br /&gt;There comes a time, when we need a certain call&lt;br /&gt;When the world must come together as one&lt;br /&gt;There are people dying, time to lend a hand&lt;br /&gt;to life the greatest gift of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't go on pretending day by day&lt;br /&gt;That someone, somewhere will soon make a change&lt;br /&gt;We are all a part of God's great big family&lt;br /&gt;And the truth, you know, love is all we need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the world, we are the children&lt;br /&gt;We are the ones to make a brighter day&lt;br /&gt;So let's start giving&lt;br /&gt;There's a choice we're making&lt;br /&gt;We're savin gour own lives, it's true&lt;br /&gt;We make better days, just you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send them your heart&lt;br /&gt;So they'll know that someone cares&lt;br /&gt;And their lives will be stronger and free&lt;br /&gt;As God has shown us by turning stone to bread&lt;br /&gt;So we all must lend a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the world ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're down and out&lt;br /&gt;There seems no hope at all&lt;br /&gt;But if you just believe&lt;br /&gt;There's no way we can fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us realize that a change will only come&lt;br /&gt;When we stand together as one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the world ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly Happy Valentines to the World!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;XoXo.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-721165624269011474?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/721165624269011474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=721165624269011474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/721165624269011474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/721165624269011474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2010/02/love.html' title='L.O.V.E'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5qJ4IGGltI/AAAAAAAAARU/IBwsoIxsMD8/s72-c/250px-Chemical_basis_of_love.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-2601296540060584251</id><published>2010-02-15T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T02:51:06.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Collections</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5oWCKultoI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Xj0vAr2Wukk/s1600-h/DSC04774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5oWCKultoI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Xj0vAr2Wukk/s320/DSC04774.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447690925753349762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My LBD from Colours,Mid Valley:79.90 Clutch:Janet Make-up:Janet Photo:Esther-1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5oWBqvi0yI/AAAAAAAAAQs/VWJnya0n2aU/s1600-h/DSC04769.JPGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5oWBqvi0yI/AAAAAAAAAQs/VWJnya0n2aU/s320/DSC04769.JPGE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447690917167420194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My LBD from Colours, Mid Valley:79.90 Clutch:Janet Make-up:Janet Photo:Esther-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5oWB7rc6zI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/NxfJvivRT0c/s1600-h/A.EditDSC05048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5oWB7rc6zI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/NxfJvivRT0c/s320/A.EditDSC05048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447690921713658674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Top from Pink Fashion,The Spring:39.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5oWAw4sjmI/AAAAAAAAAQk/sIThr24RTsM/s1600-h/DSC04966.JPGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5oWAw4sjmI/AAAAAAAAAQk/sIThr24RTsM/s320/DSC04966.JPGE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447690901636550242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pink dress from The Mines:29.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5oWAk0_15I/AAAAAAAAAQc/LFCcYT7lkGE/s1600-h/DSC05617.JPGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5oWAk0_15I/AAAAAAAAAQc/LFCcYT7lkGE/s320/DSC05617.JPGE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447690898399811474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Old School blouse from Times Square:39.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5oUUPP7FpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/aajmMAHcCWM/s1600-h/DSC01176.JPGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5oUUPP7FpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/aajmMAHcCWM/s320/DSC01176.JPGE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447689037181294226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas Present,Boulevard Miri,Price unavailable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5oUS7jF54I/AAAAAAAAAQE/mcpYcH9z0OE/s1600-h/DSC01153.JPGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5oUS7jF54I/AAAAAAAAAQE/mcpYcH9z0OE/s320/DSC01153.JPGE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447689014713116546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebaya Nyonya by Janet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5oUSbEUsbI/AAAAAAAAAP8/r9Mww6dwpls/s1600-h/DSC01404.JPGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5oUSbEUsbI/AAAAAAAAAP8/r9Mww6dwpls/s320/DSC01404.JPGE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447689005994127794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite blouse from Nichi:Birthday present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5oUR8or-FI/AAAAAAAAAP0/99fi3ngg4qg/s1600-h/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5oUR8or-FI/AAAAAAAAAP0/99fi3ngg4qg/s320/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447688997825149010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LBD from Kictshen:99.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why girls like make-up,bags,shoes,clothes and jewelery???Why we need more than one??Because we like things that look marvelous, amazing, beautiful, anything that really look nice.Its the nature of women that given by GOD,but how you yourself control it?Its the problem.I think we doing all this things didn't bring harm to anybody just bring harm to our own "account". So anything you(men) want to say about women just say it,because you can't avoid this problem.Because at the end of the day you(men) will looking for your missing rib.haha....thanks for sharing it with us.The reason why i wrote this here,because my male friends always ask me "Niey,i thought your bags is still ok is it?" "Niey,are your shoes is broken again?Its still look ok i guess?"...again..and again i will heard this question when i'm going for shopping with them.Well as again and again i will ignore them,just pick up what i want,then pay it,the end of the story.Maybe there is a right too,but i really can't bear craving for all this kind things.Huh!!!That why my resolutions for 2010 is to control and manage well my shophaholic disorder.Hope so...Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-2601296540060584251?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/2601296540060584251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=2601296540060584251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/2601296540060584251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/2601296540060584251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2010/02/2010-collections.html' title='2010 Collections'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5oWCKultoI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Xj0vAr2Wukk/s72-c/DSC04774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-2137196148078054032</id><published>2010-01-07T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T12:25:07.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment in Time with special my gift from GOD - F.R.I.E.N.D.S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5lRcoZTdZI/AAAAAAAAAPs/TIg8QIADORg/s1600-h/74173meaningoffriendship1228122394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5lRcoZTdZI/AAAAAAAAAPs/TIg8QIADORg/s320/74173meaningoffriendship1228122394.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447474776603063698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship isn't always easily described. The Eskimos, they say, have a hundred different words for snow. Unfortunately, the English language isn't quite as innovative, though it has vast opportunities to differentiate meaning. Certainly, Love is one of those opportunities. And so, too, is Friendship.Instead of different words, however, we're stuck with simple adjectives. Close friend. Best friend. Childhood friend. Intimate friend. Trusted friend. Beloved friend. But whether you use adjectives or different words, few could deny the nearly infinite meaning in such a simple word. Friends are special people. We can't pick our family, and we're sorely limited in the number of them at any rate. Society and mores (and often our own conscience) dictate we select a single mate. But our friends can be as diverse and infinite as the adjectives we choose. Our friends, in a very real sense, reflect the choices we make in life.When i was stalking this morning,i've found this poem in one page..so after read it,i decided to save it in my One Moment in Life hard disk and this poem dedicated to my friends; Soo,Yund,Tnot,Bie,Xter,Fel,Janet,Che,Hez,Dixon,Isun,Ali,Dilla,Eli,and to all of my friends that i didn't mention here....love you all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moment in Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked, &lt;br /&gt;We walked,&lt;br /&gt;for a Moment in Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You passed through my life that day and left your mark.&lt;br /&gt;You may never pass my way again,&lt;br /&gt;Or you may stay for a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what,&lt;br /&gt;I want to say thank you for the impression you made &lt;br /&gt;that will stay with me for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the walk, &lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the talk.&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed for that moment in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I saw you I knew you would affect my life, &lt;br /&gt;though your role I did not know.&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself, "Why is he alone? &lt;br /&gt;Why does he sit so quiet, all alone? &lt;br /&gt;Is he sad?&lt;br /&gt;Is he glad to be alone? &lt;br /&gt;Is he alone? &lt;br /&gt;Is he lonely? "&lt;br /&gt;There is so much I want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself, "Why him? &lt;br /&gt;When so many people pass through my life each day,&lt;br /&gt;why him? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What attracts me to you? &lt;br /&gt;What makes me want to know more? &lt;br /&gt;I want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if my questions are never answered, &lt;br /&gt;There is one thing I want you to know.&lt;br /&gt;I have been blessed by the effect you had on me in that&lt;br /&gt;Moment in Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(by Cynthia Kepp)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-2137196148078054032?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/2137196148078054032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=2137196148078054032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/2137196148078054032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/2137196148078054032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2010/01/friendship-isnt-always-easily-described.html' title='Moment in Time with special my gift from GOD - F.R.I.E.N.D.S'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5lRcoZTdZI/AAAAAAAAAPs/TIg8QIADORg/s72-c/74173meaningoffriendship1228122394.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-5067246589795792597</id><published>2010-01-04T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T12:00:04.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homesick - critical stage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5lLIXYnDaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Um2DUhPLRak/s1600-h/0511-0810-2317-3359_little_girl_home_sick_in_bed_clipart_image.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5lLIXYnDaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Um2DUhPLRak/s320/0511-0810-2317-3359_little_girl_home_sick_in_bed_clipart_image.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447467831369600418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i awoke this morning,i was in shock for a while,have a look around of my room for three minutes.Where am i???Why its look so different???Why my curtain is not Pink???Hey!!!my bed sheet is green and a single mattress???NO...NO....where am i?????Then i saw Esther on my right...ghosh!!!!im in UPM already.....suddenly i feel so lonely....my mom and my dad face was dancing around in front of me..(tears flowing down my face). Its really hurt. I don't even know i will feel this kind of feeling.Then I pray  for His guide to give me strength. Today really such a terrible day for me...I'm going for Corporate Finance class,,there is nothing i get..all lecture by Dr. Taufiq is pass by..i'm so sorry...I didn't mean to ignore him but i'm still in the early stage to get my UPM spirit back.....GOD forgive me....guide me in my coming day, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5lLH5SlFII/AAAAAAAAAPc/WopwtNxUXdQ/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 107px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5lLH5SlFII/AAAAAAAAAPc/WopwtNxUXdQ/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447467823291241602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you Dad....Miss you Mom....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-5067246589795792597?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/5067246589795792597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=5067246589795792597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/5067246589795792597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/5067246589795792597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2010/01/homesick-critical-stage.html' title='Homesick - critical stage'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5lLIXYnDaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Um2DUhPLRak/s72-c/0511-0810-2317-3359_little_girl_home_sick_in_bed_clipart_image.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-6544825596894306806</id><published>2009-12-31T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T11:37:24.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5lEnglfBSI/AAAAAAAAAPE/E3EroN1EMm8/s1600-h/New_Year%27s_Resolutions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5lEnglfBSI/AAAAAAAAAPE/E3EroN1EMm8/s320/New_Year%27s_Resolutions.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447460669834069282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi.....&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year 2010 to everyone!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cheerssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lose my weight from 47 kg to 43 kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Less my expenses to RM500 p/month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Under control my shophaholic disorder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Targeting my pointer above 3.5 for this final sem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Be a good,great.marvelous, and amazing friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Be a good,great.marvelous, and amazing daughter to Mr &amp; Mrs Thomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Be a good,great.marvelous, and amazing grandchildren, aunt, cousin, sister,                  student, niece and women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Be a great in my faith and my LOVE to GOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Become a more values into my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Become a great women in this planet we call earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, Father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach me Father&lt;br /&gt;To do your will&lt;br /&gt;Show me Father&lt;br /&gt;How you feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open my mind&lt;br /&gt;And let me see&lt;br /&gt;The way I should live&lt;br /&gt;The way I should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach me to love &lt;br /&gt;The way you do&lt;br /&gt;Cleanse my heart&lt;br /&gt;And make it new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me understand&lt;br /&gt;The things I read&lt;br /&gt;Give me knowledge &lt;br /&gt;Of the things I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me boldness &lt;br /&gt;Like Apostle Paul&lt;br /&gt;Open my ears&lt;br /&gt;When you call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me strength&lt;br /&gt;Like your loving son&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Father&lt;br /&gt;I know its done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you and watch over you.” —Psalm 32:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5lEn1C8kKI/AAAAAAAAAPM/mHGzCCNSUaw/s1600-h/new-year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5lEn1C8kKI/AAAAAAAAAPM/mHGzCCNSUaw/s320/new-year.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447460675326349474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ts almost 12.00 a.m,as the new year of 2010 is begin..all of us are ready for the cheers...!!!!!!GAYU....GURU...GERAI NYAMAI to the WORLD!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5lEoeLHPaI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fMvX4aOioIU/s1600-h/New-Year-resolutions+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 143px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5lEoeLHPaI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fMvX4aOioIU/s320/New-Year-resolutions+(1).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447460686366457250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new Sem at UPM will start...my final sem,actually its start already but i'm still in the sem break haha.....UPM wait for me......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-6544825596894306806?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/6544825596894306806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=6544825596894306806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/6544825596894306806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/6544825596894306806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010-resolutions.html' title='2010 Resolutions'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5lEnglfBSI/AAAAAAAAAPE/E3EroN1EMm8/s72-c/New_Year%27s_Resolutions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-3970353162149452051</id><published>2009-12-15T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T11:03:12.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Cumpleanos to me</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to me....happy birthday to me....happy birthday to niey!!!!!have a blessed life in past, present and future.I have a full blast last night with my lovely family members.Really thanks for the great birthday party....thanks everyone especially to my dad,,thank you so much.Mom,even there is no present birthday for me but i know your warmth hug and kisses is more than enough..but if there is a present too..i also appreciate it hehe...XoXo mom...Uncle Jimbat thank for your lead prayer....my cousin George and Griffin,thanks for a great guitar melody...it's a marvelous birthday song i've ever heard.Here the great party begin;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5k7KalDBoI/AAAAAAAAAO0/c-DCGF5ZQOw/s1600-h/DSC05243.JPGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5k7KalDBoI/AAAAAAAAAO0/c-DCGF5ZQOw/s320/DSC05243.JPGE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447450274400765570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a barbecue before...mmm..mmm..(licking my fingers)...make me salivate...thanks to my aunt...XoXo..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5k7Kj0zurI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GWLIeoDSjY0/s1600-h/DSC05292.JPGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5k7Kj0zurI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GWLIeoDSjY0/s320/DSC05292.JPGE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447450276882791090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday cake...haha...it's so funny i still have a pooh on my cake even though i'm 24 years old...but thanks yeah..my fav flavour...Chocolate Cheese Cake from Gloria Bakery mmmm.....make me salivate again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5k7J-Cy7HI/AAAAAAAAAOs/5gBmkmFLcDU/s1600-h/DSC03360.JPGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5k7J-Cy7HI/AAAAAAAAAOs/5gBmkmFLcDU/s320/DSC03360.JPGE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447450266740911218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cute nephew...Wan...mmuuuaacckkksss!!!so cute...thanks my boy...he is the first among others who sing for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5k7JGOTRYI/AAAAAAAAAOk/B8nzGCoIdWc/s1600-h/DSC03352.JPGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5k7JGOTRYI/AAAAAAAAAOk/B8nzGCoIdWc/s320/DSC03352.JPGE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447450251756782978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cake feeding Griffin nenek....love you nek pandak...haha..me really have a great laughing huh...well..this is the real of me...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5k7IqaG4iI/AAAAAAAAAOc/njPSKPSWxv4/s1600-h/DSC03342.JPGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5k7IqaG4iI/AAAAAAAAAOc/njPSKPSWxv4/s320/DSC03342.JPGE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447450244290109986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master-mines huh...thanks...mmmuuuaacckkss!!!!Love you dad!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-3970353162149452051?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/3970353162149452051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=3970353162149452051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/3970353162149452051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/3970353162149452051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2009/12/feliz-cumpleanos-to-me.html' title='Feliz Cumpleanos to me'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5k7KalDBoI/AAAAAAAAAO0/c-DCGF5ZQOw/s72-c/DSC05243.JPGE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-6777577631677088877</id><published>2009-12-11T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T09:05:26.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Christmas ' 09</title><content type='html'>Love this song so much. I don't know why???but its really make rhythm of my life.Always listened to this song actually when i was driving.Really can't wait for Dec 25th,,have been busy for a weeks for Christmas preparation; cake baking...cookies making...shopping for Christmas Eve dress...chasing after great toys for Christmas present....general cleaning....Christmas Tree decoration before Caroling...hair new styling....confession mission...new REVOLUTION of 2010......mmm...everything was done but i'm still here waiting for something that I've dream for. Is it "L.O.V.E" ???Nope....i'm waiting for my Christmas present....huhu...what am i gonna get????hope my lovely wedges from Vincci....argh!!!!i really want it.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Christmas&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my heart&lt;br /&gt;But the very next day you gave it away&lt;br /&gt;This year&lt;br /&gt;To save me from tears&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it to someone special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once bitten and twice shy&lt;br /&gt;I keep my distance&lt;br /&gt;But you still catch my eye&lt;br /&gt;Tell me baby&lt;br /&gt;Do you recognize me?&lt;br /&gt;Well&lt;br /&gt;It's been a year&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't surprise me&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;I wrapped it up and sent it&lt;br /&gt;With a note saying "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;I meant it&lt;br /&gt;Now I know what a fool I've been&lt;br /&gt;But if you kissed me now&lt;br /&gt;I know you'd fool me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crowded room&lt;br /&gt;Friends with tired eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm hiding from you&lt;br /&gt;And your soul of ice&lt;br /&gt;My god I thought you were&lt;br /&gt;Someone to rely on&lt;br /&gt;Me?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was a shoulder to cry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A face of a lover with a fire in his heart&lt;br /&gt;A man under cover but you tore me apart&lt;br /&gt;Now I've found a real love you'll never fool me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone Merry Christmas!!!!ho..ho..ho...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-6777577631677088877?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/6777577631677088877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=6777577631677088877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/6777577631677088877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/6777577631677088877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-christmas-09.html' title='Last Christmas &apos; 09'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-3496837303426417100</id><published>2009-10-07T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:58:00.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make my day :)</title><content type='html'>Song that remind me someone that ask me to value him as a special one for me,,haha..no rejection,,no objection to love..just love somebody that you are really love and value he/she as you,yourself..even he/she cant accept you...love  is purely gracious from our heart...so take it,,live with it...but dont obsessed with love..it will kill you!!!HAPPY LOVE TO ALL PEOPLE OUTSIDE THERE...muuuuuaaaaaacckkkksssssss!!!peace to the people on Earth!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariah (Speaks):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why you so obsessed with me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Oh Oh So Ohhh&lt;br /&gt;Will the real MC please step to the mic?&lt;br /&gt;MC- You need an MC, place to be&lt;br /&gt;MC the MC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All up in the blogs&lt;br /&gt;Say we met at the bar&lt;br /&gt;When I don't even know who you are&lt;br /&gt;Say we up in your house&lt;br /&gt;Sayin' I'm up in your car&lt;br /&gt;But you in LA and I'm out at Jermaine's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm up in the A- you're so so lame&lt;br /&gt;and no one here even mentions your name&lt;br /&gt;It must be the weed, it must be the E&lt;br /&gt;cuz you be poppin, hood, you get it poppin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh boy why you so obsessed with me?&lt;br /&gt;Boy I want to know- lyin' that you're sexin me&lt;br /&gt;when everybody knows it's clear that you're upset with me&lt;br /&gt;Ohh finally found a girl that you couldn't impress&lt;br /&gt;Last man on the earth- still couldn't get this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're delusional, you're delusional&lt;br /&gt;Boy you're losing your mind&lt;br /&gt;It's confusin yo, you're confused you know&lt;br /&gt;Why you wasting your time?&lt;br /&gt;Got you all fired up with your Napoleon complex&lt;br /&gt;See right through you like you're bathin' in windex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh Ohh Ohh boy why you so obsessed with me?&lt;br /&gt;And all the ladies sing, all the girls sing&lt;br /&gt;Soo Oohhhh Soo Oohh Obsessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You on your job, you hittin' hard&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gon feed you, gon' let you starve&lt;br /&gt;Graspin' for air I'm ?&lt;br /&gt;You out of breath, hope you ain't waitin&lt;br /&gt;Tellin' the world how much you miss me&lt;br /&gt;But we never were so why you trippin'&lt;br /&gt;You a mom and pop, I'm a corporation&lt;br /&gt;I'm the press conference, you a conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh boy why you so obsessed with me?&lt;br /&gt;Boy I want to know- lyin' that you're sexin me&lt;br /&gt;when everybody knows it's clear that you're upset with me&lt;br /&gt;Ohh finally found a girl that you couldn't impress&lt;br /&gt;Last man on the earth- still couldn't get this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're delusional, you're delusional&lt;br /&gt;Boy you're losing your mind&lt;br /&gt;It's confusin yo, you're confused you know&lt;br /&gt;Why you wasting your time?&lt;br /&gt;Got you all fired up with your Napoleon complex&lt;br /&gt;See right through you like you're bathin' in windex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh Ohh Ohh boy why you so obsessed with me?&lt;br /&gt;And all the ladies sing, all the girls sing&lt;br /&gt;Soo Oohhhh Soo Oohh Obsessed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-3496837303426417100?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/3496837303426417100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=3496837303426417100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/3496837303426417100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/3496837303426417100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2009/10/make-my-day.html' title='Make my day :)'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-7249788763967138902</id><published>2009-08-18T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T21:22:20.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FACING ANGER AND TEMPER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a temper?  Do you get angry easily?  Do you lose control?   Is it even embarrassing to you later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to what Colossians 3:8 says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" But now ye also put off all these; anger, wrath, malice, blasphemy, filthy communication out of your mouth."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hot temper and uncontrollable anger is such a devastating sin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen it tear homes apart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriages have been destroyed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has destroyed business relationships...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cost people their careers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has ruined relationships between relatives and family members...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has caused people to leave their church and friends they have had at that church for years....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has lead to violence, prison, and even murder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closest thing I can compare an uncontrollable temper and anger to is a TORNADO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had one around here recently and it didn't last long but it sure left a lot of devastation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only can anger be such a devastating sin, it is also a HEINOUS sin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because...it reveals the animal nature of a person! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people are charming and likeable until......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the least little things sets them off into a fit of rage....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this 'nice' person is transformed into an irrational creature more like a WILD BEAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Bad type of STUBBORN anger I am talking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD ANGER AND BAD ANGER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there is a good type of anger....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things we should be angry about....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When evil is done, we should be angry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When innocent people or children are done wrong we should be angry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recall Jesus was angry in Mark 3:5 at the Pharisees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And when he had looked round about on them with anger, being grieved for the hardness of their hearts, he saith unto the man, Stretch forth thine hand. And he stretched it out: and his hand was restored whole as the other."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*By the way, as a side note, here is a good reason to avoid the newer Bible Versions and stay with the trusted King James Bible.  In Matthew 5:21,22 Jesus said,  "...Whosever is angry with his brother without a cause is in danger of the judgment..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New International Perversion (I mean 'version') omits that crucial phrase 'without a cause' and reads '...whosever is angry with his brother will be subject to judgment'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That changes that verse to imply that Jesus was a sinning and subject to judgment!  Who says the new Bible don't change anything!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recall when Jesus got angry and drove the money changers out of the temple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So some 'controlled' anger is good....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we're looking at the stubborn type of bad anger that results in uncontrollable rage or resentment...and it is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE BIBLE HAS TO SAY ABOUT ANGER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible has alot to say about this type of stubborn anger.  Let's lick our fingers and look at some verses in Proverbs on this topic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:29 He that is slow to wrath is of great understanding: but he that is hasty of spirit exalteth folly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to be wise and successful in life in general, you had better learn to control your temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15:1 A soft answer turneth away wrath: but grievous words stir up anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have got to learn to control our mouth!  It can get us in trouble so easily....If you want to stir things up and get into a lot of trouble, your 'grievous words' can sure get you into trouble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15:18 A wrathful man stirreth up strife: but he that is slow to anger appeaseth strife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want trouble and strife down at the job, or at church, or in your marriage?  Stubborn anger and a hot-head temper can sure do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:32 He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty; and he that ruleth his spirit than he that taketh a city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you and I have self-control over our anger, it will get us far in life and we can avoid a lot of trouble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19:11 The discretion of a man deferreth his anger; and it is his glory to pass over a transgression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have just got to learn to minor things go....and not get so upset over them.  People have caused themselves trouble over such insignificant and minor things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19:19 A man of great wrath shall suffer punishment: for if thou deliver him, yet thou must do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your temper is going to get you in trouble sooner or later.  You can mark it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20:2 The fear of a king is as the roaring of a lion: whoso provoketh him to anger sinneth against his own soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these days, you're going to smart off to the wrong person and they're going to explain some things to you that you don't want explained.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22:24,25  Make no friendship with an angry man; and with a furious man thou shalt not go:  Lest thou learn his ways, and get a snare to thy soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible even says to not even be friends with a hot-head....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will learn their ways and it will rub off on you1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why parents should be so careful to control their temper around their kids...because they will learn that trait from their parents....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29:22,23 An angry man stirreth up strife, and a furious man aboundeth in transgression.  A man's pride shall bring him low: but honour shall uphold the humble in spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger and temper has caused STRIFE in marriages and in churches....and in offices......and the list could go on and on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often we become angry and let our temper blow because of pride!  We feel we've been wronged, or we didn't get our way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now move over to Ecclesiastes 7:9  "Be not hasty in thy spirit to be angry: for anger resteth in the bosom of fools."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here the Bible calls a hot-tempered man who can't control his anger a FOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone says, "Preacher, I don't like you calling me a fool..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't call you a fool....God did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so let's summarize what we have learned....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE EFFECTS OF STUBBORN ANGER AND A HOT TEMPER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It makes you look like a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. It ruins your testimony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of you have witnessed a person you respected completely lose their cool and throw a temper rage and tantrum and it caused you to lose respect for them?  Nothing can blow your testimony as a Christian quicker than a hot temper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. It causes you to lose your joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angry people are not very happy people.  They usually go around steaming...just waiting for the least little thing to 'set them off'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you recall back in Genesis 4:6 when Cain was angry with Abel and God said, "Why are you wroth?"  and "Why hath your countenance fallen?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger will take away your joy.  If you are a hot-tempered person full of anger, you will not be a very happy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Stubborn anger is detrimental to our health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a walking time bomb that just can't overlook little things....It will get you one of these days.....This type of anger has a serious effect on the human body....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Anger not dealt with turns to resentment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a repressed type of anger that will just eat at you like cancer....It hurts you a lot more than the person you're angry at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know people who have been angry and still are angry over something that happened YEARS ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Anger carries a terribly high cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be consequences with an uncontrollable anger and temper.  We mentioned some consequences earlier....it can destroy homes, friendships, marriages, relationships, careers, and as in Cain's case, it can lead to MURDER!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people in a fit of rage committed a terrible act of violence for which they are in prison now for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following true story illustrates this.  A preacher related that one evening a handsome elderly gentleman approached and asked the preacher to perform a wedding ceremony for him and his companion.  He said said, "Now preacher, both me and my wife to be have been married before....to each other."  He went on to explain that he and his wife got into an argument and he got mad and he couldn't let it go.  He did a stupid thing by getting a divorce over the matter!  For 30 years due to stubborn anger we lived alone and apart.  Bitterness robbed us of the joy of life for 30 years!  We're asking God to give us a few more years of happiness together before we die.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger will cost you my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's now turn to the New Testament to see how to deal with our anger....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 4:26-32  Be ye angry, and sin not: let not the sun go down upon your wrath: 27 Neither give place to the devil.&lt;br /&gt;28 Let him that stole steal no more: but rather let him labour, working with his hands the thing which is good, that he may have to give to him that needeth. 29 Let no corrupt communication proceed out of your mouth, but that which is good to the use of edifying, that it may minister grace unto the hearers.&lt;br /&gt;30 And grieve not the holy Spirit of God, whereby ye are sealed unto the day of redemption. 31 Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamour, and evil speaking, be put away from you, with all malice: 32 And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the first thing we learn about anger is that when you do get angry...and we all will.....don't let it linger.  Deal with it and move on....We have got to learn to not let things continue to eat at us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example if a husband and wife have an argument...it is best to resolve it and forget it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if you let it linger on...and you don't settle it...and you 'let the Sun go down on your wrath' so to speak and you don't resolve it....you are 'giving place to the devil'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words you are giving the devil a chance to move in and possibly begin to set the seed of bitterness in your heart...which could lead to all kinds of trouble....usually just over something minor.....most of the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You husbands and wives can probably relate to what I'm saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you recall times you and your spouse got into an argument...and isn't it usually when we're tired or stressed out from the day's activities....and we get into it about something....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you recall how that unless you settled that thing and moved on....it just 'festered' and you got to thinking about it and it suddenly had blown way out of proportion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the steps the devil uses if we let anger linger in our hearts and how we 'give place to the devil' through our anger and temper....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX STEPS THE DEVIL USES OUR STUBBORN ANGER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get these steps from Ephesians 4:31 we read above.  Mark the words in the verse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1 - Bitterness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A feeling of resentment...someone has done you wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2 - Wrath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Gk) meaning 'hot'....A slow burn starts to smolder inside as you think about how the person or events have 'done you wrong'....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 3 - Anger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the wrath starts 'INSIDE'...it progresses to the next step of anger when it goes OUTWARD with anger!  The smoldering inside of you bursts into FLAMES...so to speak....an outward active, hostility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 4 - Clamour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your anger results in LOUD- VOCAL reaction!  Tears, Shouting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you recall when you and your mate was having one of these, what we call, 'INTENSE MOMENTS OF FELLOWSHIP' and you said something like this, "Honey, you don't need to shout..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and your spouse said, "Shout?  I'M NOT SHOUTING!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 5 - Evil Speaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You progress to saying hateful, cruel things....you never really meant to say...and you could regret later....and they really hurt the other person....and it is this stage that the person it is directed to...has a hard time forgetting....even if you apologize!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 6 - Malice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malice has the idea wishing and attempting retribution towards the other person...you want to 'hurt' them either physically or with words....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have known men and women who have progressed to this stage of their anger and they have really turned on people who were their friends and actually tried to destroy them and their reputation and work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has to do really with their pride being hurt...so they want to get back and get even......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we all think of examples where we have either experienced these stages above....or have been the recipient of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see why we, especially as believers, must learn to control our anger and temper before it gets to these destructive stages?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO DEAL WITH YOUR ANGER AND TEMPER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the Bible teaches 4 steps to deal with our anger and the process is summarized by four words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONFESS IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONSIDER ITS CONSEQUENCES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONTROL IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COUNTERACT IT WITH ACTS OF KINDNESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look more closely at these 4 steps, especially if you are prone to stubborn anger and fits of temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. CONFESS IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step is to realize you have a problem and you want to get rid of it!  You are tired and fed up with what it is doing to you and to those around you whom you love and care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more excuses, like "Well, it runs in my family"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or "That's just the way I am"......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or "My temper only lasts a little while"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and so did that tornado a little while back and there still cleaning up from the devastation it left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admit it is a sin and confess it to the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask the Lord to forgive you and ask His help to overcome it as you rely on the Holy Spirit to help you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not born-again, you need to be now, otherwise there is nothing more that can be done to help you.  If you are unsaved, your anger is eventually going to cause destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. CONSIDER ITS CAUSES AND CONSEQUENCES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Identify what it is that causes you to get angry and be on guard for these 'causes'....prepare for them.... Stay away from such 'catalysts' if you must....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that when I'm tired is not a good time for my wife and I to discuss things....I ashamed to admit that I'm a little more 'grouchy' and 'prone to get upset' over little things when I'm tired...so I have learned over the years to see it coming...and I've learned to avoid situations that could lead to arguments when I'm tired or exhausted, especially late at night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You too, can look for areas that have caused you trouble in the past....and be prepared for them.....avoid them or plan to keep your mouth shut and discuss the matter at a later time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, not only consider the causes, but consider the consequences of uncontrolled anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have seen what stubborn anger can do... We have seen what a fit of rage and temper can do...do we want to risk the consequences?  Is it really worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, do you realize if you are a 'hot-head'...your children will learn that from you.....and they will react the same way you do when they face situations in life....Why?  Because they have watched you and learned it from you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. CONTROL IT.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible says in Psalms 37:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Cease from anger, and forsake wrath: fret not thyself in any wise to do evil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now My Friend, if the Bible commands us to 'cease' from anger...then we certainly must be able to do just that, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you become angry, STOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider the consequences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your mouth shut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember what Ephesians 4:29 said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let no corrupt communication proceed out of your mouth, but that which is good to the use of edifying, that it may minister grace unto the hearers."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why the Lord put those instructions right in here when He is talking about controlling our anger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our mouths are usually what get us in trouble when we're angry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washington Irving said, "The only edged tool that gets sharper with use...is the tongue.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray and ask the Lord to help right then!  Quote a particular Bible verse, such as Ephesians 4:26,27 and don't 'give place to the devil"!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resist the devil and he will flee from you, James 4:7 says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...you must resist him with God's Word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. COUNTERACT ANGER WITH KINDNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice what Ephesians 4:32 says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now why did the Lord put that instruction here? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, the quickest way to dispel anger and hard feelings is to return an act of kindness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible in Romans 12:20 calls it 'heaping coals of fire upon his head"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 12:20 "Therefore if thine enemy hunger, feed him; if he thirst, give him drink: for in so doing thou shalt heap coals of fire on his head. 21 Be not overcome of evil, but overcome evil with good."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That verse used to confuse me until I understood what it meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One elderly lady went to her pastor for advice because she could not get along with her husband and the pastor quoted this verse to the lady and said, "Have you tried heaping coals of fire upon his head?"  She replied no that she had not, but she had thrown scalding water upon him a time or two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To understand what this verse is saying, we must go back to Egyptian customs in Bible days.  If a person had done someone wrong, and he realized it later, he would express his shame for the deed by walking around publicly with a pan of hot coals on his head....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we return an act of kindness to someone who is angry with us....instead of trying get revenge and get back at them.....It will make them ashamed...and possibly could win you a friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One preacher told the story that illustrates this point.  He was going to the McDonald's Drive thru and accidentally cut a lady off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She flew off the handle right then and there!  She rolled down the window and began screaming at the preacher...in front of everybody....and honking her horn.....and making obscene gestures....He said it was really a "Multi-media Presentation"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was paying for his order in the drive thru, he noticed that the upset lady was still in line right behind him.  He told the cashier at the window, that he wanted to PAY for the lady's bill behind him in line.  The cashier in astonishment told him the amount and he paid it, and pulled up and waited to see the lady's reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was priceless, as you could well imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, if we return kindness to those who have done us wrong and perhaps made us angry....it can have tremendous results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider the consequences.  Don't let the devil advance you to those six stages of anger, because you know you will regret it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realize your Christian testimony is at stake.  Your reputation is at stake.  Your marriage and family is at stake.  Friendships are at stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With God's help you can control your anger.  The Holy Spirit can help you.  When you fail, get back up and ask God's help again...and again.   Get busy serving the Lord.   Keep resisting the devil with God's Word and He will flee from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not born-again, you need to be saved....before anger destroys you and everything around you.  The Bible says in Romans 10:13,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, that means you!  As you realize your lost and sinful condition, won't you call upon Christ to save you as you trust His shed blood at Calvary to wash away your sins?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-7249788763967138902?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/7249788763967138902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=7249788763967138902' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/7249788763967138902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/7249788763967138902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2009/08/facing-anger-and-temper-do-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-4365551217773936248</id><published>2009-07-18T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T10:03:50.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Start my new sem of 01' 2009/2010-part 1</title><content type='html'>Love me more than before.I have started to appreciate the way i am.My pear body,how hard for me for looking my fit size of jean,my short legs,my truly damaged hair.I feel more better after i through all of this,try to accept everything,think positive about me,myself.Feel more comfortable,feel more confident in myself.Open my heart to share my love,Love of Christ.Yeah,,,start my new day with smile.Makes life more easier to carry on with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-4365551217773936248?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/4365551217773936248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=4365551217773936248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/4365551217773936248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/4365551217773936248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2009/07/start-my-new-sem-of-01-20092010-part-1.html' title='Start my new sem of 01&apos; 2009/2010-part 1'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-8691284368278308955</id><published>2009-02-14T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T06:07:27.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tracing the origin of Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>~Feb. 14 was officially designated as Valentine's Day by Pope Gelasius at the end of the fifth century, but its roots date to an earlier Roman Empire era. February has long been a month of romance. It is the month associated with Valentine's Day celebrations. We have, time and again, heard the name St. Valentine being uttered before us in this season of love. But just who is this St. Valentine? Why is this month associated with love and romance? &lt;br /&gt;~The origin of this lovers day goes back as early as 270 A.D and started with the clash between a kindly priest and a mighty ruler. Valentine’s Day is the annual holiday honoring lovers. It is celebrated on February 14 by the custom of sending greeting cards or gifts to express affection. The cards, known as valentines, are often designed with hearts to symbolize love. Every February, across the country, candy, flowers, and gifts are exchanged between loved ones, all in the name of St. Valentine. But who is this mysterious saint and why do we celebrate this holiday? The history of Valentine's Day -- and its patron saint -- is shrouded in mystery.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"While Valentine was in prison awaiting his fate, he came in contact with his jailer, Asterius. The jailer had a blind daughter. Asterius requested him to heal his daughter. The Catholic legend has it that through the vehicle of his strong faith he miraculously restored the sight of Asterius' daughter, a phenomenon refuted by the Protestant version which agrees otherwise with the Catholic one. Just before his execution, he asked for a pen and paper from his jailer, and signed a farewell message to her "From Your Valentine," a phrase that lived ever after. Another legend has it that Valentine, imprisoned by Claudius, fell in love with the daughter of his jailer. However, this legend is not given much importance by historians. Probably the most plausible story surrounding St. Valentine is one not focused on Eros (passionate love) but on agape (Christian love): he was martyred for refusing to renounce his religion."/www.theholidayspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever Valentine was, we know he was an actual person because archaeologists have recently unearthed a Roman catacomb and an ancient church dedicated to a Saint Valentine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-8691284368278308955?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/8691284368278308955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=8691284368278308955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/8691284368278308955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/8691284368278308955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2009/02/tracing-origin-of-valentines-day.html' title='Tracing the origin of Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-7532652649858694797</id><published>2009-01-25T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T07:03:44.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ameng try to "bermanja" with me</title><content type='html'>Ameng ask me  to hold him hahaha.....but pity Meng I'm not feeling well that day,i got flu so i cant,,but he always make him 10 cent face to me,,,a,,laalaa,,,,,Meng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SX8eQzNyD4I/AAAAAAAAAMk/PQTxcOvGs7I/s1600-h/DSC02611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SX8eQzNyD4I/AAAAAAAAAMk/PQTxcOvGs7I/s320/DSC02611.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295984960785747842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameng pity face....sorry Meng hahaha,,,,later if I'm ok already,we'll play together again ok hehehe,,,cayang Meng!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SX8eQxGpoYI/AAAAAAAAAMs/TYg7RMN9yOQ/s1600-h/DSC02613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SX8eQxGpoYI/AAAAAAAAAMs/TYg7RMN9yOQ/s320/DSC02613.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295984960218964354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-7532652649858694797?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/7532652649858694797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=7532652649858694797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/7532652649858694797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/7532652649858694797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2009/01/ameng-try-to-bermanja-with-me.html' title='Ameng try to &quot;bermanja&quot; with me'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SX8eQzNyD4I/AAAAAAAAAMk/PQTxcOvGs7I/s72-c/DSC02611.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-7616239931246928040</id><published>2009-01-16T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T06:19:12.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Niey Kitchen- part 2</title><content type='html'>Bie's macaroni fruit salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXxsgaRMqnI/AAAAAAAAALU/IQihcSn_ie0/s1600-h/DSC02416E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXxsgaRMqnI/AAAAAAAAALU/IQihcSn_ie0/s320/DSC02416E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295226565943929458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Macaroni&lt;br /&gt;2.Green Apple&lt;br /&gt;3.Red Apple&lt;br /&gt;4.Fruit mayonese&lt;br /&gt;5.Creamy milk&lt;br /&gt;6.Nata d Coco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go,,,,just a simple desert,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Boil up the macaroni first.(sorry picture not available)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXxsfsK6a_I/AAAAAAAAAK8/vFwqK3zWjzI/s1600-h/DSC02407E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXxsfsK6a_I/AAAAAAAAAK8/vFwqK3zWjzI/s320/DSC02407E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295226553569537010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Cutting the green apple into a small pieces.Then put it in the water,while waiting for for the macaroni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXxsfh39WKI/AAAAAAAAALE/hpBC4e8oq_A/s1600-h/DSC02408E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXxsfh39WKI/AAAAAAAAALE/hpBC4e8oq_A/s320/DSC02408E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295226550805682338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Same with step number 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXxsgL1aAsI/AAAAAAAAALM/rqGXjVEF1VQ/s1600-h/DSC02410E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXxsgL1aAsI/AAAAAAAAALM/rqGXjVEF1VQ/s320/DSC02410E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295226562069267138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Fruit mayonese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe....mmmm...nice,,thanks to you bie,,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-7616239931246928040?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/7616239931246928040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=7616239931246928040' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/7616239931246928040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/7616239931246928040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-to-niey-kitchen-part-2.html' title='Welcome to Niey Kitchen- part 2'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXxsgaRMqnI/AAAAAAAAALU/IQihcSn_ie0/s72-c/DSC02416E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-7710960437704113399</id><published>2009-01-11T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T09:21:46.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Khaidier &amp; Co- part 3</title><content type='html'>Stock tag with Kak Nur &amp; Kak Mas (my senior):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kak Mas inside the Brooke Dockyard warehouse.Our First company...here we ready.Its really hard and tired hehhe..but im really enjoy it.Hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXx422vSnZI/AAAAAAAAALc/_xMZSQDvhOE/s1600-h/DSC02463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXx422vSnZI/AAAAAAAAALc/_xMZSQDvhOE/s320/DSC02463.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295240145682996626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak Mas, Esther &amp; Kak Nur at Brooke Dockyard.Its a raining outside there,but we have to do it,,huhu....everything must done that day,if not our Boss will be mad hahahha..kamboh Boss kelak..hahahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXx427KVASI/AAAAAAAAALk/hfFuosDzl34/s1600-h/DSC02466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXx427KVASI/AAAAAAAAALk/hfFuosDzl34/s320/DSC02466.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295240146870141218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with Esther at Ekapaksi Sdn Bhd.waiting for Mr.Tony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXx43Ayi2PI/AAAAAAAAALs/A5nwjYK7FMI/s1600-h/DSC02469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXx43Ayi2PI/AAAAAAAAALs/A5nwjYK7FMI/s320/DSC02469.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295240148380997874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K,lunch time,Kak Nur bring us for having lunch at Nasi Padang Restaurant.MMM..it really great lunch, my lunch is RM17.60,but its worth la,,hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we dropping for a while at Kak Nur's house during the lunch time.Really nice house well,belong to Secretary of TYT Sarawak,it should be.Big thanks to Kak Nur for bring me here.Also thanks to Aunt(kak nur's mom) for her tea,and want to say Very great to met Adam on that day.Actually me &amp; Esther has met him at The Spring Chicken Rice Shop night before we go for stock tag.What a surprise me to met him again,,cute boy with his Anaconda Books...hope to see again Adam.Forgot to captured with him,,im so excited that day.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXx8gvHQ9fI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Q29MI4KKXeI/s1600-h/DSC02479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXx8gvHQ9fI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Q29MI4KKXeI/s320/DSC02479.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295244163725456882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me,,hehe,,still keep my cam whoring everywhere i go...who don't want to captured in  Secretary of TYT's house babe..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXx8gUKxxNI/AAAAAAAAAME/oXzWnBd1Kss/s1600-h/DSC02481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXx8gUKxxNI/AAAAAAAAAME/oXzWnBd1Kss/s320/DSC02481.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295244156492432594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXx44KHEz5I/AAAAAAAAAL8/F_1DpzzoSCA/s1600-h/DSC02486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXx44KHEz5I/AAAAAAAAAL8/F_1DpzzoSCA/s320/DSC02486.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295240168062898066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch time we went to Demak Laut to finish our stock tag.Wow its my first time to go there,,its really wonderful view,with a big house everywhere.(what a waste of our land),and only that day i know that Cats FM (sarawak's radio station)is private.hahaha...what a funny of me,,am i sound stupid.hehe...whatever la,,ok,,,first company we go at Demak Laut is OfficeQuip Sdn Bhd.&lt;br /&gt;With kak Nur at OfficeQuip Sdn Bhd,(supplier of office equipment company)waiting for Mdm. Julia.Really nice office, green colour.Not bad of interior design,quite good. Oh ya,,,thanks for the Ice Tea and Strawberry Wafer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXx43vKxP_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/1RQG18Qeeas/s1600-h/DSC02477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXx43vKxP_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/1RQG18Qeeas/s320/DSC02477.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295240160830636018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with kak Mas hehe,,,my Iban's senior at Khaidier &amp; Co.Mama Nicole(her daughter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me,,after come back from Stock tag,,wah!!!its very tired.I'm was key in the listing that we done before.But its really great experience that i never has been before.Thanks Kak Mas &amp; Kak Nur for bring me &amp; Esther for this stock tag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXycR8sPJgI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Scuzlxn65HE/s1600-h/DSC02505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXycR8sPJgI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Scuzlxn65HE/s320/DSC02505.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295279094044239362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-7710960437704113399?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/7710960437704113399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=7710960437704113399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/7710960437704113399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/7710960437704113399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2009/01/khaidier-co-part-3.html' title='Khaidier &amp; Co- part 3'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SXx422vSnZI/AAAAAAAAALc/_xMZSQDvhOE/s72-c/DSC02463.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-5685897855856133637</id><published>2009-01-05T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T05:42:54.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My senior engagement party - 1.1.09</title><content type='html'>1st January 2009, lucky me have been invited hehe,,,thanks nie(same name with me but i was known as Mel there(Khaidier &amp; Co)),,,,nie....congratulation!!!!Thanks to kak Mas &amp; her husband for fetched me and esther to ninie's engagement party.Also thanks to baby Nicole, she so sporting even she not comfortable enough.hehe...so pity Kak Mas,,hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here the story begin,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me,waiting for Kak Mas,,dont know what i should wear for,finally i just wear my baju kurung,here me in purple,,,hmmmm,,,look nice,,sweet:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWysCqHIfXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/I_jlR7Tdftc/s1600-h/DSC02425E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWysCqHIfXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/I_jlR7Tdftc/s320/DSC02425E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290792823917411698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very hot day,really uncomfortable,then when we arrived we still have to wait for BOS hehe,,,,kak amy,hehe....wah!!also take a time,actually i never go for any party like this before,but mmm,,,,good experience hahaha,,,waiting for kak amy &amp; kak nor pula hahha,,,,bila g pok???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, what we call Hantaran,,but i'm not really know about that,,hehe,,,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWysCfnzWhI/AAAAAAAAAJM/yJeOloVuKR4/s1600-h/DSC02428E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWysCfnzWhI/AAAAAAAAAJM/yJeOloVuKR4/s320/DSC02428E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290792821101648402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we entered there,,,,my God,,its really crowded,beyond my expectation,its really happening party,,then kak amy ask us to go upstairs,,woow!!!surprise ninie look good in that dress(from Salis Tailor),so gorgeous,sweet-sweet smiling with her nervous face,hahha,,,,ninie nervous,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWysB17leEI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ck5_8nPi364/s1600-h/DSC02427E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWysB17leEI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ck5_8nPi364/s320/DSC02427E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290792809910335554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and ninie,,,capturing before she go downstairs,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWysBset0wI/AAAAAAAAAI8/iElpRXNsAEg/s1600-h/DSC02430E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWysBset0wI/AAAAAAAAAI8/iElpRXNsAEg/s320/DSC02430E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290792807373329154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak Mas,ninie,kak nor and baby nicole,,,hey baby nicole what you looking there???staring at ninie,,hehehe,,,maybe she thought something weird with ninie face hahaha,,,,actually nie you look great in that dress,,,honestly,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWysBPKmgxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ctj_CeslQng/s1600-h/DSC02441E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWysBPKmgxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ctj_CeslQng/s320/DSC02441E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290792799504335634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!!!!its the time,,,beware your step nie,,,,hahha,,,she look nervous,,ghosh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWygYonW1mI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ppg60rfGw6g/s1600-h/_MG_8456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWygYonW1mI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ppg60rfGw6g/s320/_MG_8456.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290780007333287522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah!!!!ninie the ring look amazing la,,nice,,finally you have change your status,,,become a fiance of Danial Uzair,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWygYFRCQNI/AAAAAAAAAIk/70UHvZVtuhc/s1600-h/_MG_8465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWygYFRCQNI/AAAAAAAAAIk/70UHvZVtuhc/s320/_MG_8465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290779997844422866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam,,hmmm,,,this is how we greet and show our respect to our olders,(malay style)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWygXv5XZfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ewsjusg_9os/s1600-h/_MG_8478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWygXv5XZfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ewsjusg_9os/s320/_MG_8478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290779992108000754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally they are,,,happily ever after,,,,sweeeeeettt!!!!Congratulation nie!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWygXfcZwOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ODAL1BID7u4/s1600-h/_MG_8668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWygXfcZwOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ODAL1BID7u4/s320/_MG_8668.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290779987691552994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-5685897855856133637?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/5685897855856133637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=5685897855856133637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/5685897855856133637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/5685897855856133637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-senior-engagement-party.html' title='My senior engagement party - 1.1.09'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWysCqHIfXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/I_jlR7Tdftc/s72-c/DSC02425E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-7390489189877325176</id><published>2009-01-03T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T06:27:55.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Niey Kitchen- part 1</title><content type='html'>Laksa Sarawak&lt;br /&gt;Here we go.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laksa Sarawak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Boil up the chicken.Sorry the picture did not uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Fried an egg, then cutting it into a long small pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnn-cEbRoI/AAAAAAAAAIM/W_flSmqO_r4/s1600-h/DSC01556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnn-cEbRoI/AAAAAAAAAIM/W_flSmqO_r4/s320/DSC01556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290014297196021378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.This is coconut milk,,put the milk into Laksa soup while boil up it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnn9culqYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ACWsKoERgOk/s1600-h/DSC01552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnn9culqYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ACWsKoERgOk/s320/DSC01552.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290014280192993666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Sprout bean,just boil up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnn9JnqxUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Kfgt8MMm13s/s1600-h/DSC01549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnn9JnqxUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Kfgt8MMm13s/s320/DSC01549.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290014275063694658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Prawn,also boil up.Actually its not necessary for those who allergic to seafood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnn87pECAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/huaaDiLoZXY/s1600-h/DSC01550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnn87pECAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/huaaDiLoZXY/s320/DSC01550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290014271311448066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Chicken that we boil up before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" &lt;br /&gt;href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnn8n51cBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/N3a8Sl6CugQ/s1600-h/DSC01561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnn8n51cBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/N3a8Sl6CugQ/s320/DSC01561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290014266013085714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Sambal,fried it.Pusu,belacan &amp; chili.Blend it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnmlW2i5xI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rQmDfeTrQD8/s1600-h/DSC01559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 289px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnmlW2i5xI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rQmDfeTrQD8/s320/DSC01559.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290012766787266322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Sambal after fried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnmk2xSWYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/BCvquKjoYjg/s1600-h/DSC01564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnmk2xSWYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/BCvquKjoYjg/s320/DSC01564.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290012758175275394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Laksa soup,boil up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnmkhKqGVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ydhFxkvWzlA/s1600-h/DSC01547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnmkhKqGVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ydhFxkvWzlA/s320/DSC01547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290012752376109394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.After boil up.Too oily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnmkQvruJI/AAAAAAAAAHM/tkBpD6sBEEs/s1600-h/DSC01565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnmkQvruJI/AAAAAAAAAHM/tkBpD6sBEEs/s320/DSC01565.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290012747968002194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Ta..da...ready to eat!!mmmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnmkEdADmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/LjhL1rUauKg/s1600-h/DSC01589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnmkEdADmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/LjhL1rUauKg/s320/DSC01589.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290012744668417634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-7390489189877325176?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnn-cEbRoI/AAAAAAAAAIM/W_flSmqO_r4/s72-c/DSC01556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-7653191186686781584</id><published>2009-01-02T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T04:04:43.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnY1CS8IbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/zcv75OwTRpw/s1600-h/DSC02361E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnY1CS8IbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/zcv75OwTRpw/s320/DSC02361E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289997642984333746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test my wine before cheers with Esther and my cousin Angie, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnY0uB0tnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/29S4ecMOow4/s1600-h/DSC02362E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnY0uB0tnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/29S4ecMOow4/s320/DSC02362E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289997637543835250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my cousin Angie,waiting for cheers during Christmas Eve.Actually we just come back from our dinner at Kuching Open Air with Angie's friend, Ruth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnY0vv3I9I/AAAAAAAAAGs/5iQBQAt4ozw/s1600-h/DSC02344E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnY0vv3I9I/AAAAAAAAAGs/5iQBQAt4ozw/s320/DSC02344E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289997638005367762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada,,,peace!ready for our dinner with Angie,me in Amber of Nicchi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnY0XHWI8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/GSRwRytA9uA/s1600-h/DSC02345E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnY0XHWI8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/GSRwRytA9uA/s320/DSC02345E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289997631392981954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace pose with my afro hair haha....actually its belong to my cousin Romy,for his Christmas Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnY0AtYHeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/LTZR0W4V2is/s1600-h/DSC02339E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnY0AtYHeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/LTZR0W4V2is/s320/DSC02339E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289997625378479586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me again with Afro pose,just finish our dinner,got nothing to do so,,we come to this idea,hmhmm,,look nice,not bad,maybe i should try this hair style one day,haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SWnY1CS8IbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/zcv75OwTRpw/s72-c/DSC02361E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-2357183326579229143</id><published>2008-12-24T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T06:42:52.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVObfi6YORI/AAAAAAAAADM/CZghZ6qlK_Q/s1600-h/450px-Rockefeller_Center_christmas_tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVObfi6YORI/AAAAAAAAADM/CZghZ6qlK_Q/s320/450px-Rockefeller_Center_christmas_tree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283737754085636370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum &lt;br /&gt;A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum &lt;br /&gt;Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pum pum pum &lt;br /&gt;To lay before the King, pa rum pum pum pum, &lt;br /&gt;rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to honor Him, pa rum pum pum pum, &lt;br /&gt;When we come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Baby, pa rum pum pum pum &lt;br /&gt;I am a poor boy too, pa rum pum pum pum &lt;br /&gt;I have no gift to bring, pa rum pum pum pum &lt;br /&gt;That's fit to give the King, pa rum pum pum pum, &lt;br /&gt;rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I play for you, pa rum pum pum pum, &lt;br /&gt;On my drum? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary nodded, pa rum pum pum pum &lt;br /&gt;The ox and lamb kept time, pa rum pum pum pum &lt;br /&gt;I played my drum for Him, pa rum pum pum pum &lt;br /&gt;I played my best for Him, pa rum pum pum pum, &lt;br /&gt;rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum pum &lt;br /&gt;Me and my drum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-2357183326579229143?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/2357183326579229143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=2357183326579229143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/2357183326579229143'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-5370019867852512265</id><published>2008-12-24T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T08:05:55.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2008' Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVeg_H8woXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/4zKYc-YBeuw/s1600-h/DSC02345E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVeg_H8woXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/4zKYc-YBeuw/s320/DSC02345E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284869694068662642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afro pose from me,before we going for our dinner,:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVeg-3aKMuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6x4to6Jbvj0/s1600-h/DSC02344E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVeg-3aKMuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6x4to6Jbvj0/s320/DSC02344E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284869689628570338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my cousin from my dad side,Kak Angie.Actually, right now i stayed with them at Tabuan Desa for my practical training.So this is my first time i didn't celebrate Christmas with my parents.It's really bad for me,,but well we have face it,,:-(&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVeg-YXCMxI/AAAAAAAAAGE/cUkZOBi3s8k/s1600-h/DSC02339E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVeg-YXCMxI/AAAAAAAAAGE/cUkZOBi3s8k/s320/DSC02339E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284869681293964050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me again,,afro pose,,actually the afro hair is belong to my cousin's Romy,,he use it for his Christmas Party,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVeg9_y_qPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/1-CzhTHhMxQ/s1600-h/DSC02334E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVeg9_y_qPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/1-CzhTHhMxQ/s320/DSC02334E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284869674700351730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther also give her best pose of 90'an of Christmas Eve,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVeg99hoxqI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Lvvk6BvkPiU/s1600-h/DSC02324E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVeg99hoxqI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Lvvk6BvkPiU/s320/DSC02324E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284869674090677922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin,Angie also give her best pose,but suddenly her phone ringing &lt;br /&gt;so,she need to pick up it first,but I'm ready to captured that time so,,go on la,,,hehehe,,sorry Kak Angie:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-5370019867852512265?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/5370019867852512265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVeg_H8woXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/4zKYc-YBeuw/s72-c/DSC02345E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-1072086123537742626</id><published>2008-12-24T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T06:26:44.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVOXaw2dypI/AAAAAAAAADE/0jQehAvguZE/s1600-h/beautiful-christmas-tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVOXaw2dypI/AAAAAAAAADE/0jQehAvguZE/s320/beautiful-christmas-tree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283733273881463442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of Christmas, &lt;br /&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;br /&gt;A partridge in a pear tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day of Christmas, &lt;br /&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;br /&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;br /&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day of Christmas, &lt;br /&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;br /&gt;Three French hens, &lt;br /&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;br /&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day of Christmas, &lt;br /&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;br /&gt;Four calling birds, &lt;br /&gt;Three French hens, &lt;br /&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;br /&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fifth day of Christmas, &lt;br /&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;br /&gt;Five golden rings, &lt;br /&gt;Four calling birds, &lt;br /&gt;Three French hens, &lt;br /&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;br /&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the sixth day of Christmas, &lt;br /&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;br /&gt;Six geese a-laying, &lt;br /&gt;Five golden rings, &lt;br /&gt;Four calling birds, &lt;br /&gt;Three French hens, &lt;br /&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;br /&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the seventh day of Christmas, &lt;br /&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;br /&gt;Seven swans a-swimming, &lt;br /&gt;Six geese a-laying, &lt;br /&gt;Five golden rings, &lt;br /&gt;Four calling birds, &lt;br /&gt;Three French hens, &lt;br /&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;br /&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the eighth day of Christmas, &lt;br /&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;br /&gt;Eight maids a-milking, &lt;br /&gt;Seven swans a-swimming, &lt;br /&gt;Six geese a-laying, &lt;br /&gt;Five golden rings, &lt;br /&gt;Four calling birds, &lt;br /&gt;Three French hens, &lt;br /&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;br /&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the ninth day of Christmas, &lt;br /&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;br /&gt;Nine ladies dancing, &lt;br /&gt;Eight maids a-milking, &lt;br /&gt;Seven swans a-swimming, &lt;br /&gt;Six geese a-laying, &lt;br /&gt;Five golden rings, &lt;br /&gt;Four calling birds, &lt;br /&gt;Three French hens, &lt;br /&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;br /&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the tenth day of Christmas, &lt;br /&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;br /&gt;Ten lords a-leaping, &lt;br /&gt;Nine ladies dancing, &lt;br /&gt;Eight maids a-milking, &lt;br /&gt;Seven swans a-swimming, &lt;br /&gt;Six geese a-laying, &lt;br /&gt;Five golden rings, &lt;br /&gt;Four calling birds, &lt;br /&gt;Three French hens, &lt;br /&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;br /&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the eleventh day of Christmas, &lt;br /&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;br /&gt;Eleven pipers piping, &lt;br /&gt;Ten lords a-leaping, &lt;br /&gt;Nine ladies dancing, &lt;br /&gt;Eight maids a-milking, &lt;br /&gt;Seven swans a-swimming, &lt;br /&gt;Six geese a-laying, &lt;br /&gt;Five golden rings, &lt;br /&gt;Four calling birds, &lt;br /&gt;Three French hens, &lt;br /&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;br /&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the twelfth day of Christmas, &lt;br /&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;br /&gt;Twelve drummers drumming, &lt;br /&gt;Eleven pipers piping, &lt;br /&gt;Ten lords a-leaping, &lt;br /&gt;Nine ladies dancing, &lt;br /&gt;Eight maids a-milking, &lt;br /&gt;Seven swans a-swimming, &lt;br /&gt;Six geese a-laying, &lt;br /&gt;Five golden rings, &lt;br /&gt;Four calling birds, &lt;br /&gt;Three French hens, &lt;br /&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;br /&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-1072086123537742626?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Christmas Day is traditionally observed on December 25&lt;br /&gt;   2. Christmas became a federal holiday in the United States on June 26, 18701&lt;br /&gt;   3. Christmas trees, both real and artificial, are a major centerpiece of holiday     &lt;br /&gt;      decorations&lt;br /&gt;   4. Christmas trees have been sold commercially in the U.S. since approximately 18502&lt;br /&gt;   5. Many trees are decorated with elaborate Christmas lights and ornaments&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-5287266104916087615?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/5287266104916087615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=5287266104916087615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/5287266104916087615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/5287266104916087615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2008/12/facts-of-christmas-tree.html' title='Facts of Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-8608809591186731017</id><published>2008-12-19T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T07:39:24.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My practical training at Khaidier &amp; Co</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVebX5r4UHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PDaTRHC-xgE/s1600-h/DSC02298E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVebX5r4UHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PDaTRHC-xgE/s320/DSC02298E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284863522666729586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uji(trainee from UUM) &amp; Qila (trainee from UITM,K.Samarahan),,sweet-sweet smiling,pretending busy with their job,,:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVebXnqkO_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/hdDu0nRon4s/s1600-h/DSC02290E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVebXnqkO_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/hdDu0nRon4s/s320/DSC02290E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284863517829381106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with my Senior, Kak Nor,sweet senior,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVebXFjxZGI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Rqz2QtMSePs/s1600-h/DSC02289E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVebXFjxZGI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Rqz2QtMSePs/s320/DSC02289E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284863508674077794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;007 pose from me &amp; Uji,:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVebWkeYAaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xYP47MixRsk/s1600-h/DSC02285E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVebWkeYAaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xYP47MixRsk/s320/DSC02285E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284863499793072546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Ninie,,my happy go lucky senior,:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVebWFAYT6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/heCIWkGqNXw/s1600-h/DSC02284E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVebWFAYT6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/heCIWkGqNXw/s320/DSC02284E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284863491345764258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Qila,,:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-8608809591186731017?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/8608809591186731017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=8608809591186731017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/8608809591186731017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/8608809591186731017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-practical-training-at-khaidier-co_19.html' title='My practical training at Khaidier &amp; Co'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVebX5r4UHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PDaTRHC-xgE/s72-c/DSC02298E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-534226565479819454</id><published>2008-12-12T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T07:14:49.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My practical training at Khaidier &amp; Co</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVeUKjss64I/AAAAAAAAAFE/9OuYAmfm2Mo/s1600-h/DSC02242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVeUKjss64I/AAAAAAAAAFE/9OuYAmfm2Mo/s320/DSC02242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284855596844903298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before start,,review ledger that I've done yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVeUKKTEnXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/qWrNuVVbdK4/s1600-h/DSC02241E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVeUKKTEnXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/qWrNuVVbdK4/s320/DSC02241E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284855590026517874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking with Esther,while waiting for 8.30 a.m to start our "Day".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVb--6sR82I/AAAAAAAAAE0/K2Kff8w75MU/s1600-h/DSC02240E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVb--6sR82I/AAAAAAAAAE0/K2Kff8w75MU/s320/DSC02240E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284691569626182498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khaidier &amp; Co,audit firm where im doing my practical training.Esther was reading the Borneo Post,,focus with the headlines that morning,,Landslide at Bukit Antarabangsa.&lt;br /&gt;Hint from our Mother Nature,she can't help it anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-534226565479819454?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/534226565479819454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=534226565479819454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/534226565479819454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/534226565479819454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-practical-training-at-khaidier-co.html' title='My practical training at Khaidier &amp; Co'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVeUKjss64I/AAAAAAAAAFE/9OuYAmfm2Mo/s72-c/DSC02242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-9150141086456116854</id><published>2008-12-07T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T06:29:50.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My favourite song</title><content type='html'>LUCKY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking to you&lt;br /&gt;Across the water across the deep blue ocean&lt;br /&gt;Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying&lt;br /&gt;Boy I hear you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I feel your whisper across the sea&lt;br /&gt;I keep you with me in my heart&lt;br /&gt;You make it easier when life gets hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again&lt;br /&gt;Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't know how long it takes&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a love like this&lt;br /&gt;Every time we say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had one more kiss&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you I promise you, I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again&lt;br /&gt;Lucky we're in love every way&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm sailing through the sea&lt;br /&gt;To an island where we'll meet&lt;br /&gt;You'll hear the music fill the air&lt;br /&gt;I'll put a flower in your hair&lt;br /&gt;Though the breezes through trees&lt;br /&gt;Move so pretty you're all I see&lt;br /&gt;As the world keeps spinning round&lt;br /&gt;You hold me right here right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky we're in love every way&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-9150141086456116854?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/9150141086456116854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=9150141086456116854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/9150141086456116854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/9150141086456116854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-favourite-song.html' title='My favourite song'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-1623102063898997297</id><published>2008-12-03T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T00:19:48.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the headhunters of Borneo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVNANMBmgcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/hzje1oibc68/s1600-h/DSC01180E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVNANMBmgcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/hzje1oibc68/s320/DSC01180E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283637383146144194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Iban people were notorious headhunters as recently as 50 years ago, but now they enjoy colourful festivals and dances telling of heroism and spiritualism. They are mobile people who exist by fishing, hunting and growing rice in the jungle.Actually the strong man in this picture is my aki (grandpa)from my mom side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-1623102063898997297?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/1623102063898997297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=1623102063898997297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/1623102063898997297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/1623102063898997297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2008/12/meet-headhunters-of-borneo.html' title='Meet the headhunters of Borneo'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SVNANMBmgcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/hzje1oibc68/s72-c/DSC01180E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-4394994373351237080</id><published>2008-12-02T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T06:21:32.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little kumang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SUpbySyvxbI/AAAAAAAAACs/YlJmXffTRxk/s1600-h/he...he....jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SUpbySyvxbI/AAAAAAAAACs/YlJmXffTRxk/s320/he...he....jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281134432641598898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me,in Orang Ulu' costume. One of ethnic in Sarawak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-4394994373351237080?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/4394994373351237080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=4394994373351237080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/4394994373351237080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/4394994373351237080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-kumang.html' title='Little kumang'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SUpbySyvxbI/AAAAAAAAACs/YlJmXffTRxk/s72-c/he...he....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-3934382117301377548</id><published>2008-11-28T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T22:21:56.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh!!!!Tension,stress,crisis of emotion waiting for my first day practical training at Khaidier &amp; Co.Arrived at KIA around 9.45a.m,then fetched by my cousin,taken my lunch,looking for Ikan Terubok masin for my uncle hahaha....wau!!its such a great Wet Market,,they are so friendly with louder scream,haha....then met my uncle to take my luggage that fly 2 days early than me,argh!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-3934382117301377548?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/3934382117301377548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=3934382117301377548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/3934382117301377548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/3934382117301377548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2008/11/arghtensionstresscrisis-of-emotion.html' title=''/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-619842682073363229</id><published>2008-11-27T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T00:06:19.292-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Sunway Trip with my Uncle's family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SS-ibR7FoEI/AAAAAAAAACM/GqfzHdJvquM/s1600-h/DSC02042E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SS-ibR7FoEI/AAAAAAAAACM/GqfzHdJvquM/s320/DSC02042E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273612278225543234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happier of us,,with our new room at Sunway Pyramid Hotel,,ye..ha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-619842682073363229?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/619842682073363229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=619842682073363229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/619842682073363229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/619842682073363229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2008/11/happier-of-uswith-our-new-room-at.html' title='Sunway Trip with my Uncle&apos;s family'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SS-ibR7FoEI/AAAAAAAAACM/GqfzHdJvquM/s72-c/DSC02042E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-6720875699721857033</id><published>2008-11-10T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T21:31:59.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I think, I was spend like Paris Hilton”</title><content type='html'>Become a student in local U, didn’t force me to spend more in my fees. Event though I need to buy many of text books, but I don’t into it because I can just simply makes a copy of mine. But I’ am still faces “deficit budget” because of my “bad habit”, actually my friends call me a shopaholic. I’m become a desperate when shopping for clothes, shoes, and bags even I will never look good in it. Shopping is some kind of activity that can cheer me up. Can be the great therapy when I’ am just clear out from my BLUR ZONE (exam season). It will bring me back to my comfortable zone and ordinary of me. I need to buy something to make me more relax don’t care whether it clothes, shoes and bags or anything. What sort of me!!Argh!!!!!!Like to treat myself as richer as Paris Hilton, even it will never be. GOD only in YOUR name I pray help me, guide me, to become a humbly and generous in everything in my days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-6720875699721857033?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/6720875699721857033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=6720875699721857033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/6720875699721857033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/6720875699721857033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-i-think-i-was-spend-like-paris.html' title='When I think, I was spend like Paris Hilton”'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-5877374801688974319</id><published>2008-11-09T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:16:55.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SRfb1zMEj3I/AAAAAAAAABs/5mwzCqxJKGc/s1600-h/DSC01758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SRfb1zMEj3I/AAAAAAAAABs/5mwzCqxJKGc/s320/DSC01758.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266920006553472882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best trip with my friends,,hez,,edwd,tina (my cousin),Fel &amp; xter,,&lt;br /&gt;Raya break,Malacca Trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-5877374801688974319?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/5877374801688974319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=5877374801688974319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/5877374801688974319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/5877374801688974319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2008/11/best-trip-with-my-friendshezedwdtina-my.html' title='Malacca Trip'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SRfb1zMEj3I/AAAAAAAAABs/5mwzCqxJKGc/s72-c/DSC01758.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-6813043063690718018</id><published>2008-11-08T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:47:01.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmm..LAKSA SARAWAK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SRWklclZCpI/AAAAAAAAABk/XU4ULYn6eKU/s1600-h/NIEY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SRWklclZCpI/AAAAAAAAABk/XU4ULYn6eKU/s320/NIEY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266296302514801298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special of Laksa Sarawak,,,the best favorite dishes of mine.Just a simple prepared by me and my house mates.Never tasted any kind of Laksa a super delicious,marvelous and amaze like this.Once you try,you'll become addicted with it.Trust me,,lai,,,come to Sarawak,you'll discover a lot of things you never taste and experienced before..Cuti-cuti Malaysia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-6813043063690718018?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/6813043063690718018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=6813043063690718018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/6813043063690718018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/6813043063690718018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2008/11/mmmmlaksa-sarawak.html' title='Mmmm..LAKSA SARAWAK'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SRWklclZCpI/AAAAAAAAABk/XU4ULYn6eKU/s72-c/NIEY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-4567562644735415998</id><published>2008-10-19T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T15:34:01.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Having my lunch at KFC,,</title><content type='html'>Ghosh!!!hahaha,,,today i have been voice out everything about my stupid uncle.&lt;br /&gt;Actually its not in my purpose,but we have nothing to share anymore then suddenly i simply starting about the hot issue.Maybe its sound funny but for me its the stupid things that my family has done.Everything started with my crazy uncle,whose a giving a hope to my family about his future marriage. But, the problems here he bring me together into this dam,shit lier.SO,,the mastermind is me right now,not him argh!!!! Am i also as craziest as my uncle!! Maybe i should make my confession when i'm going back for my sem break end of this year.To "that girl" I'm sorry about the that.Eh,,you right i should tell the truth to them,if not you will be the victim hehe.....again sorry,,but if you become my aunt i also don't mind,haha...maybe should be proud of having a sporting and crazy-crazy aunt like me......haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118924185883100074-4567562644735415998?l=nieythom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/feeds/4567562644735415998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118924185883100074&amp;postID=4567562644735415998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/4567562644735415998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118924185883100074/posts/default/4567562644735415998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieythom.blogspot.com/2008/10/having-my-lunch-at-kfc.html' title='Having my lunch at KFC,,'/><author><name>Niey Thom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715177286287473017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/S5kqWGkJJzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_TXarxrlZaQ/S220/DSC01355.JPGE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118924185883100074.post-7259052439980937273</id><published>2008-10-18T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:44:06.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KUMANG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SPrXCou6KqI/AAAAAAAAAAw/pOarIVa7biY/s1600-h/CIMG2109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gN_2PZQ46i8/SPrXCou6KqI/AAAAAAAAAAw/pOarIVa7biY/s320/CIMG2109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258751955202353826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The mother goddess of the Ibans, the Sea Dayaks of Borneo. Kumang, ‘whose back was white’, scorched by the setting sun, had charge of paradise, which was the home of Bujang, the first Iban. This land was situated near Mecca, whence Bujang's descendants wandered to Sumatra, then to Borneo, often in the company of tribal divinities. Possibly this legendary migration from West Asia is a reference to the arrival of important ideas, perhaps carried by a few leaders, rather than any actual movement of people. A sense of proximity with the spiritual world is an everyday feature of life in Iban longhouses, villages under one roof, and during each &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;gawai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;, or festival, it is customary to invite the attendance of both ancestors and deities. There are also many tales of the appearance of the god in dreams.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;On one occasion Kumang appeared to a shy young warrior and informed him that a petrified &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.answers.com/topic/bamboo-shoot" class="alnk" target="_top" name="&amp;amp;lid=ALINK" onclick="assignParam('navinfo','method|4'+getLinkTextForCookie(this));"&gt;bamboo shoot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; he had found was in fact a charm-stone which would make him a great war leader. Head-hunting was until recent times the crowning proof of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://www.answers.com/topic/manhood" class="alnk" target="_top" name="&amp;amp;lid=ALINK" onclick="assignParam('navinfo','method|4'+getLinkTextForCookie(this));"&gt;manhood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;, not least because the possession of heads bestowed magical power. War leaders have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;tua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;, or guardian spirit. If the tua is the python, it signified that he is guided in battle by his ancestors; if it is the cobra, he is guided by Kling, the god of war. Snakes are the most common guardian spirits, but other tua are wild cats and deer. 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