<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 06 Nov 2024 03:07:44 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Thoughts</category><category>Animal cruelty</category><category>Diary</category><category>Charity</category><category>Chinese New Year</category><category>Musings</category><category>Travel</category><category>e-mail</category><category>News</category><category>Okala Foundation</category><category>Random</category><category>Click</category><category>Funny</category><category>Music</category><category>Past</category><category>Animal</category><category>Chronology</category><category>Dog</category><category>Facebook</category><category>Food</category><category>Penang</category><category>Politics</category><category>Ramblings</category><category>Ridiculous</category><category>Vietnam</category><category>Australia</category><category>Baling</category><category>Bidor</category><category>Birthday</category><category>Books</category><category>Bushfire</category><category>Dreams</category><category>Event</category><category>Gamble</category><category>Ground</category><category>Kiss</category><category>Koala</category><category>Layout</category><category>Lenka</category><category>Memory lane</category><category>Monkey</category><category>Nuffnang</category><category>Old wooden house</category><category>Perak</category><category>Pet</category><category>Presents</category><category>Puppy</category><category>Reunion Dinner</category><category>Sherlock Holmes</category><category>Spring cleaning</category><category>Tricks</category><category>Tuberculosis</category><category>Wind</category><title>The End and The Beginning of All The Others</title><description></description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-5869243820113485522</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Mar 2011 04:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-06T19:24:59.131+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chronology</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Diary</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Thoughts</category><title>I Am Back Blogging Again ...</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I know. I neglected my blog again. Ha .. not funny, really. I&#39;ve been busy the past 10 months till the point I actually don&#39;t bother blogging anymore. Just imagine working from morning till late night consistently throughout the week. Any free time will thus be devoted to sleeping, facebooking, surfing, sleeping, working at home (what!), sleeping again, eat, TV, family, sleeping ... haha ...&lt;br /&gt;
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Fast forwarding to 2011, erm ... more specifically March 2011 ... now ... I told myself that I need to change. I don&#39;t see why I need to push to the max anymore because the progress I hoped for is not moving as fast I would like it to be anyway. The past 10 months is seriously eating me up already and I decided that it is not worth it and to give myself a little breathing space. I want to have a more active and healthy lifestyle, I want to do some travelling around, I want to meet different people, and I want to experience something more than I did in 2010. Not saying that 2010 is a bad year...just that 2010 is an eye opener :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, how&#39;s life since leaving my blog untended. Hmm ... let&#39;s see ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I can finally stop eating all the tuberculostatic drugs, what like after almost a year eating it every single day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;My last x-ray and body check-up was in August. The next one will be in August 2011. Doctor said that my lungs will take a couple of years to cure completely. Apparently, there are still scars (called fibrosis) on the surface. Umphh ... (another reason for me to take it easier this time around eh!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m still single ... haha ... actually it is not funny because the pressure from the elders are truly overwhelming, I don&#39;t like it one bit. I say, when the time comes, the time will come. Do I really need to be attached, get married immediately, have kids and everything ... like right now and before I reach 30? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;At work, as mentioned, I&#39;ve been very busy indeed. I do enjoy some part of my work, yes, especially the challenges. When I want to accomplish something I always do the best I can and push to the max. It sounded silly sometimes but maybe I give in too much without realizing it occasionally. You see, people&#39;s recognition of me is extremely important to me. I need to know that I am appreciated, the stuff that I am doing is benefiting others and I can see where I am heading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #274e13; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family:&lt;/b&gt; Why are you working so hard for har? You getting 5K salary or more ah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #274e13; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Erm ... no la ...I&#39;m still young ... just want to show what I can do, my dedication to my work &amp;amp; climb up the career ladder faster only mar ... nothing wrong right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #274e13; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family: &lt;/b&gt;Nothing wrong of course ... just that you have no life lately ... look at you now ... do you want to wait till you fall sick then you stop, is it? ... just like what happen in 2009? You still need time to recover you know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #274e13; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;Erm ... (stoned!)&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #20124d; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friends: &lt;/b&gt;Aiyah ... why are you working so hard for? Salary low ... work like cow ... even people who didn&#39;t do as much work as you earning way more than you lar ... not worth it&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;at all&lt;b&gt; ... &lt;/b&gt;not worth it&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #20124d; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;Erm ... they have experience and have been working longer already mar. I&#39;ve just started ... and after all, wherever you go it is the same lar ... so have to work hard to climb faster mar ... correct or not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #20124d; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friends: &lt;/b&gt;Look at us lar ...been working long enough already ... we are still just here, just the same ... experience is nothing if you can&#39;t do the work properly, right? It is so obvious ...&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #20124d; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;Erm ... okay ... but hey&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;I have friends working in the same line climbing so fast and earning double of mine already. I can also do it what.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Just need more time&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #20124d; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friends: &lt;/b&gt;Okay! You wait and see lah ... but why the hell you go and compare yourself with your friends for?&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;Me:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d;&quot;&gt;(stoned!) ... erm ... because I believe I can do it too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;Hey! I&#39;ve been here for sometime already. Do you know what am I doing here and what is my daily job like&lt;b&gt;?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friend: &lt;/b&gt;Erm ... &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friend: &lt;/b&gt;Well ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friend: &lt;/b&gt;You know ... planning ...and erm ...well ... for the team and all ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;(jaw drop and feeling like my heart just fell 1 notch)&amp;nbsp; ... (Is that all I do in front of you all this while? Is that all? Seriously?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Okay! Enough with all the negativity above because I am looking forward to this year and how it will unfold this time around. I still enjoy some part of my job ... though I hate that some of it is becoming some sort of&amp;nbsp; a routine. When people have different projects every time, I am stuck doing the same thing. I have to be more positive and believe that all will not go down the drain. After all, I think I have definitely achieved some of the objectives written &lt;a href=&quot;http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2010/02/bye-bye-starcom-hello-there-astro.html&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Am I getting richer in the past 10 months? Or having more savings just for the future. Well, far from it actually. Study loan, car loan, parents, petrol, food, other necessities, the list goes on and on. By month&#39;s end, I am left with so little I think it will take me another &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;50&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;years to have a comfortable savings to spend. Not to mentioned, someone owe me money and I&#39;m still trying to get my money back ... hmph... that&#39;s worth more than an iphone. I don&#39;t mind really lending people money. That is what family and friends are for right, looking after each other&#39;s back and giving a hand in time of need. But, that ... yes I have learnt my lesson ...that is to lend to people worth lending only.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Talking about study loan, I applied for an exemption 6 months back because I got a 1st class honour. Unfortunately, I graduated in the wrong year, I think. The #@%$ government stopped the exemption policy in 2005 but then decided to reinstate it back beginning 2010. What about students who graduated between 2005 and 2010. Unimaginably silly. Not fair at all. Why are we left out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Last but not least, I am still iphone4-less. I would like to have one so badly for a long time already. I tried getting one few weeks ago when Maxis visited AABC. But, their plan sucks big time. So called sister-brother company eh ... what&#39;s with the expensive plans and &#39;keep us tied up forever&#39; contract? I am currently looking at ways to get an affordable unlocked version outside. Any ideas where can I get one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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That&#39;s about it for now. Till the next post ... ciao. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Is your religion important to you? Are you comfortable with your current religion? What are you looking for in a religion? Etc ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Well, many people faced these problems where they don&#39;t have any idea where their religion is leading them to. They are in it because they are born and raised in it. There isn&#39;t a sense of belonging inside as they just accept it and go through their daily life with so called &quot;their religion&quot; on their backs as though it is a daily chores. No, it can&#39;t be that way, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;An email came to me earlier today with Dalai Lama&#39;s words attached. And, I am enlighten. What he said make so much sense. His words are like an arrow hitting straight to the bull&#39;s eye. There is no forcing in accepting a religion. It is all about the truth and the sensible wise advices. He said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;The best religion gets you closest to God. It is the one that makes you a better person&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;In another word, it means that a religion will be the best religion in the whole wide world if it makes all the difference to you. It does get you closer to God and because of it, you are what you are today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m glad to say that I&#39;ve been a Buddhist all my life. And yes, I do feel comfortable with my religion. I believe in it and I can see where it is leading me to. At times, I can sense that I am being protected and looked upon after. I&#39;ve been through some really tough time in the past 2 years and it could have been worse.&lt;br /&gt;
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I wouldn&#39;t dare to say that I am a good, kind, humble, etc human being because of my religion . But, I can say out loudly that I&#39;ve tried my very best to be a better person and that is all that matters to me ... and to my religion. No single human is perfect after all, not even the wise Dalai Lama.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you like what you have read, if yes, subscribe to my blog through &lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheEndAndTheBeginningofAllTheOthers&quot;&gt;RSS&lt;/a&gt;.</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-what-circumstances-can-we-say.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilYQbIzQigBQcXc3FJVJLqQ67Z3Cq8ksT9Tkt7g05WHh7T-d7NAiRhxfTFS_ModRnMMkjaXN1agCKdDC3lPlz6Pr6XK-7moAjlZNBY5OE9G8C6OJrvGRMOJvAA6__70ZwidfX-J_n7qK4/s72-c/Religion1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-4480970583751590935</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Apr 2010 07:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-14T15:09:47.036+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Politics</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Thoughts</category><title>Race discrimination &amp; prejudice .... A racist remark</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I got to know about these remarks from a &lt;a href=&quot;http://snowysean90.blogspot.com/2010/04/racist-remark-by-umno-underlings.html&quot;&gt;blogger &lt;/a&gt;and I decided to post it here in the hope that I can spread it wide and far.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;The remarks are certainly an issue as far as I am concerned. As long as such racist remarks are raised, other races will never be able to accept the 1Malaysia concept. How are we going to compromise and accept everything when we are not even well accepted here? As a matter of a fact, most Bumiputeras are not exactly pure Bumiputeras. They have ancestors from other Asian countries as well ... particularly Indonesia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Anyway, I&#39;m going to translate the remarks word for word into English as best as I could below so that everyone can actually understand it. You can read the original post &lt;a href=&quot;http://aminchenor.blogspot.com/2009/05/tuntutan-buat-kerajaan-malaysia.html&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. A note here that the post is dated almost 11 months ago. But, that is not the whole point here. Here we go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04;&quot;&gt;To Datuk Seri Najib and Tan Sri Muhyiddin Yassin, as part of the Malaysian citizen, the Islam religion and also the Malay race, I would like to express my anger as one of the Bumiputera (indigenous people) in this Malay land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04;&quot;&gt;My claim against the government of Malaysia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;color: #783f04;&quot;&gt;1) Destroy non-bumiputera&#39;s voting rights&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04;&quot;&gt;They definitely doesn&#39;t deserve to vote in Malaysia because they only vote based on their own race only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;color: #783f04;&quot;&gt;2) Cancel all political parties not owned by the Bumiputera in this Malay Land&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04;&quot;&gt;Their party is extremely racist and even if they are a part of the component, they will not help us Bumiputera. Instead, they claim for our Bumiputera rights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;color: #783f04;&quot;&gt;3) Return back all the Malay rights which had been liberalized last month&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;color: #783f04;&quot;&gt;4) Bring down the statue of Hindu God in Batu Caves and also the statue of the sitting Buddha in Kelantan.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04;&quot;&gt;This issue is the most important of all! How us, Malaysian, an Islam country and that Islam is the main religion here, built tall huge statues to the point that it is taller that all our mosque&#39;s dome!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04;&quot;&gt;All the claims above is not something racist. But, it is our expression underneath all of it. Other migrant races will not compromise with the current government. They will only claim all the rights of the Bumiputera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04;&quot;&gt;And here we ask, before anything happens, that the Malaysian government will agree to all the 4 claims mentioned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04;&quot;&gt;I would like to stress one more time, a warning to the government of Malaysia!!! ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04;&quot;&gt;... that, the migrant races will not support the Bumiputera! They will only support their own race! They will only surpress Bumiputera slowly, finely and secretly. They even support all the communist fighters who killed the Islam and Malay people. What&#39;s to come next then!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;So there you have it, a racist remark written and posted by this guy - &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774247427873103823&quot;&gt;Apache&lt;/a&gt;, a vice Chief of the Youth UMNO Movement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I just don&#39;t get why this Apache guy have to raise such issue. I have Malay friends from my schooling eras as well as my current working place. They are all nice people who respect other races and religion. We will talk about the way of one another&#39;s religion and race sometimes. It is always very casual, friendly and educational.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s hard to accept it but I feel that racial issue will always be an issue here in Malaysia. It happens when we have so many races residing together. And, each races will never forget about their roots that&#39;s for sure. I know I won&#39;t. All that we can do now is to respect one another for the differences that we have.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;As to Apache guy, I don&#39;t give a damn about all his claims because it is not the voice of all Malays &amp;amp; Bumiputeras. If he is so worried about all his claims, he should work harder for his people. Other races work really hard to be where they are today. And, that is without much help from the government (especially the various policies laid down to even-out the economic differences between races).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Since Apache is so worried, he should just stop wearing western clothes (t-shirts/shirts/pants/coats). No more western food or any other races&#39; food (Mcdonalds, KFC, noodles). No  more TV, radio, tall buildings and etc. He should just go back  to his kampung so that he can stop being so concern about things out-shinning his  believes and everything. See, he just don&#39;t get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;To me, if a person discriminate, he/she will be discriminated as well. That is the main reason why racial issues here are so hard to be solved. Other races are discriminated in the first place. So they discriminate as well. You can&#39;t expect people to stay low and accept everything with a swallow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I know what I wrote above might not go down well with other people&#39;s understanding and believes. But, that is just my opinion. I mean no harm. To other Malay who are unlike Apache, thank you! You are different and that makes all the difference. Awesome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My elders once told me that if a person is afraid of thunder and lightning, it only means that the person did something bad in the past life. Are you afraid of lightning and thunder then?&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you like what you have read, if yes, subscribe to my blog through &lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheEndAndTheBeginningofAllTheOthers&quot;&gt;RSS&lt;/a&gt;.</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-lightning-and-thunder-strikes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRZM2Ke5GlcQXUugoiyBjCx8bvJ_E2MK1WlKyjX-4wyDem8pnetojkvPB1AxJEB8KTXVuXpqTLeEsBivNz4-2a1BgTaoDjpjewjv-a90LbAtfm4p7pu_cklumpFCbqBBppJaP_X1qluhw/s72-c/Lucky+5.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-2181645156407406814</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Apr 2010 15:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-08T10:30:39.669+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Animal cruelty</category><title>A dog being abused at Kepong KTM Station</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Remember my post on &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2008/11/true-story-of-street-dog-named-jonah.html&quot;&gt;A True Story of a Street Dog Named Jonah&lt;/a&gt;&quot; &amp;amp; &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2008/12/tribute-to-jonah-street-dog.html&quot;&gt;A tribute to Jonah the street dog&lt;/a&gt;&quot; more than a year ago? Well, I thought such cruelty won&#39;t happen right here in Malaysia. How wrong was I...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Read on ...the news I was about to share was something which happened only last month at Kepong KTM station. I came to know about this news from my friend, Cheryl (from her Facebook status).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style=&quot;color: #783f04;&quot;&gt;Source : &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.malaysiakini.com/letters/126798&quot;&gt;malaysiankini&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style=&quot;color: #783f04;&quot;&gt;M Nisha, Mar 17, 10, 4:43pm&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #783f04; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I am writing because of a grievous incident that took place on Monday, March 15 at about 3pm at Kepong Central KTM Station. My friends and I (six of us) were there to take the train to the Bank Negara station.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;After parking our cars, we heard a dog howling, more like a painful cry. Then, we noticed a dog being tied to the grill (steel fence) of the KTM station. As we approached the dog, we stood aghast at the sight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm65TDhqoZtHneXD1W0kVNPAcXsuXxt-XtAj_T75ze8BybiAWLpM0s23dFQSGCe0ypjf1TFJDOmfom-OceolrfhHie0b7kLEKWCWp3yiosirVxlMNfu1O93-smeroS-lkmDNDE-FxBrdY/s1600/Dog+abused+1.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm65TDhqoZtHneXD1W0kVNPAcXsuXxt-XtAj_T75ze8BybiAWLpM0s23dFQSGCe0ypjf1TFJDOmfom-OceolrfhHie0b7kLEKWCWp3yiosirVxlMNfu1O93-smeroS-lkmDNDE-FxBrdY/s320/Dog+abused+1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #783f04; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The stray dog&#39;s leg and neck was tied very tightly to the grill and a piece of wood had been shoved down inside its throat! The dog was bleeding and its feces were all around it. The string was attached to a pole in the KTM station.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Immediately, we confronted the KTM workers. They said that it was done by Kuala Lumpur City Hall workers because a minister was to be visiting the station next week. They failed to explain further.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;At once, we called the SPCA and the Paws animal welfare society. The SPCA responded efficiently by informing us that an animal control officer would be there soon. We made a slight commotion in front of the KTM station but the KTM workers were not concerned at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;After about an hour, as we were returning to the KTM Kepong Central Station, we received a call from the SPCA officer stating that the dog was now not tied up and was moving around. When we arrived, the dog was limping. The same KTM workers avoided us as we tried to confront them. A passer-by told us that the dog has been that way for quite some time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjSWYOajvXMruED1qv_2CaDDuBSBeJ2bm6_6xGzrxnS5_4JOgSCnQ3G4DW4nj0nSL59nWxhA0aUqKY_s7afH5RVrdBnT9MCy5yR3Yx0B9AdUlLl6f7wUgtugaVkQqpqKneYpb8F3Uinvo/s1600/Dog+abused+2.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjSWYOajvXMruED1qv_2CaDDuBSBeJ2bm6_6xGzrxnS5_4JOgSCnQ3G4DW4nj0nSL59nWxhA0aUqKY_s7afH5RVrdBnT9MCy5yR3Yx0B9AdUlLl6f7wUgtugaVkQqpqKneYpb8F3Uinvo/s320/Dog+abused+2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #783f04; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The SPCA officer could not capture the dog as it walked away for quite a distance. He advised us to write to the media and to the SPCA as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Doenn&#39;t our country&#39;s animal rights support the idea that an animal has the right to live its life without being harmed and hurt by humans? We realize that people define the meaning of animal rights and abuse in different ways but aren&#39;t the citizens of our country merciful?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This dog could have been just put to sleep if it had been harming the public or causing a nuisance. Why stick a wooden stick down its throat.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;There you have it then. Animal cruelty at it&#39;s worst. I mean, what can I  say more. If everything in this world was created by God, why were we,  one of His creation, abused another of His creation then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
As of now, I am not sure about the poor dog&#39;s fate. Is it okay? Is it recovering already? Any kind soul out there taking the dog to the vet? I have no idea myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;To Kepong people or anyone taking the komuter train from Kepong KTM station frequently, do update us should you know anything about the dog&#39;s fate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Anyway, a kind soul by the name &quot;Christopher McFadden&quot; created a petition through care2 petitionsite. Please do sign the petition. &amp;lt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thepetitionsite.com/1/stray-dog-abused-at-kepong-ktm-station&quot;&gt;link to petition&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt; Our target is 10,000. To achieve that, we must spread it to all our friends. We can tweet about it. We can post the link on Facebook. Anything will do so long as we are able to create a buzz out of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Hotline:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Paws Animal Welfare Society Malaysia: 60(0)3 7846 1087 &lt;br /&gt;
SPCA: 4256 5312 / 4253 5179 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2010/02/dog-dragged-by-motorcyclist.html&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Do you like what you have read, if yes, subscribe to my blog through &lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheEndAndTheBeginningofAllTheOthers&quot;&gt;RSS&lt;/a&gt;.</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2010/04/true-story-of-dog-being-abused-at.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm65TDhqoZtHneXD1W0kVNPAcXsuXxt-XtAj_T75ze8BybiAWLpM0s23dFQSGCe0ypjf1TFJDOmfom-OceolrfhHie0b7kLEKWCWp3yiosirVxlMNfu1O93-smeroS-lkmDNDE-FxBrdY/s72-c/Dog+abused+1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-7542789075934634178</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Mar 2010 16:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-08T10:30:56.773+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Charity</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Okala Foundation</category><title>A Little Update on my Sponsored Children 2009 / 2010...and some others</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I sponsored 2 children in 2008 through Okala Foundation. I continued my sponsorship in 2009 yet again. It had been a pleasure really to sponsor children as I know that the money was of good use in providing them with all the necessities&amp;nbsp; - hot meals, educational books and mosquito net for a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;You might think that once I sponsored, that was all. to it Everything will be taken care of. Well yes in a way. But I did receive updates about the 2 children I sponsored on a quarterly basis from the wonderful Okala people (Thanks, Sylvia, Tamara, Susan &amp;amp; the rest of you).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;This is Chanceline Moni Beng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Chanceline got the books I purchased last year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;It seems that Chanceline loves the books I had purchased :)&lt;br /&gt;
She was such a sweetie to say &#39;thank you&#39;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Chanceline&#39;s first term grade was 11.82 out of 20.&lt;br /&gt;
She needs to work harder! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This is Francis Thomas Bayeme.&lt;br /&gt;
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Francis too got the books I purchased last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I received a sad news a month ago informing me that his mother had passed away. Francis&#39;s father passed away 4 years ago and now he and all his siblings became orphans. Okala people were still unclear who the children will be staying withing the current village. Hopefully the children&#39;s close relatives here will take them in. Or else, they will be placed with another relative who live in a different village far away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Francis&#39;s first term report. He was doing rather okay there ... a 13.3 out of 20.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;He just needs to keep improving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;That is all the updates that I have so far since late last year and this year. I&#39;ll keep the updates coming when I have.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;By the way, if you are interested in sponsoring a child, do let me know. I will put you through to the right person when the time comes (October 2010). &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;If you like what you have read, subscribe to my blog through &lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheEndAndTheBeginningofAllTheOthers&quot; style=&quot;color: #9fc5e8;&quot;&gt;RSS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2010/03/sponsoring-child-20092010-some-updates.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGOW43Ldd9j2r3voBnnNewW5kkunWi7uLZvjLKeuBF9y3On2IcGomnlmb5-Cn6xDM13UEQhhsrEpLS6H4jdl6Wz3V7GefRTEbbxPf4DdUlA_9bSTc1RIjefwUBEXrH3TldvAuVORmgnCE/s72-c/Chanceline_1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-3394919464746916710</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Feb 2010 15:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-22T23:18:25.333+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Animal cruelty</category><title>Dog dragged by a motorcyclist ...</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I posted news / issues on animals being tortured occasionally last year and I think I should bring the mentality forward. The public needs to be aware of what is happening around us and the world over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Yes, I know I couldn&#39;t do much to save everything and anything. But, if this is as much as I can do, I will do it of course. The article below is taken from &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.dailychilli.com/&quot;&gt;The Daily Chili&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href=&quot;http://thestar.com.my/&quot;&gt;The Star Online&lt;/a&gt;. I&#39;ll just summarize it properly for better reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;According to the article, a photo depicting a motorcyclist towing a chained dog while riding on a motorcycle on a highway in Fuzhou was uploaded to the internet by a netizen named Liu on Thursday. The photo sparked off public outrage in China.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-jcbYjfka_jE0hFyJPXSpIg_ZqUzNqrYSYIVNa_WIq0fGRxLVTMfStEmw0UtgaWIOsdnqvIKNdTSHQGkO3-qFw8PlxMbGP2EOCzuOEp4OOl2lhyphenhyphen_Uy1LSQr9ZgL2lKKegngdk4-nc0EY/s1600-h/dog+dragged.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-jcbYjfka_jE0hFyJPXSpIg_ZqUzNqrYSYIVNa_WIq0fGRxLVTMfStEmw0UtgaWIOsdnqvIKNdTSHQGkO3-qFw8PlxMbGP2EOCzuOEp4OOl2lhyphenhyphen_Uy1LSQr9ZgL2lKKegngdk4-nc0EY/s320/dog+dragged.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It seems that Liu managed to grabbed a photo of the motorcyclist. Liu asked the man to stop but the man just sped off. The dog was said to be unable to bark due to the chain chained around its neck. Its four legs were bleeding too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Public who came to know about the photo and Liu&#39;s shout out demanded a search for that man to be made.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;There you go. Dog being dragged along the road? What? What is going through inside the man&#39;s head anyway? Is it so fun to torture a living being? Is he excited by the screams and suffering look of the dog? I am puzzled. What had gone wrong in his upbringing by the way? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I am tired of all the animal torturing news coming from China. When my animal activist friends on facebook posted something on animals and how bad the animals in China were tortured, I felt really really bad and ashamed. They called all Chinese evil, terrible, torturing, hopeless and everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I know they only meant China Chinese. But hey, at the end of the day, we are still Chinese (though I am a Malaysian Chinese). I am proud of my Chinese heritage and I despise it when &#39;Chinese&#39; is branded in that sort of way. At the very least, now, I can tell people that there are Chines who cared and  understand that torturing another living being is a no-no.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2010/02/dog-dragged-by-motorcyclist.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-jcbYjfka_jE0hFyJPXSpIg_ZqUzNqrYSYIVNa_WIq0fGRxLVTMfStEmw0UtgaWIOsdnqvIKNdTSHQGkO3-qFw8PlxMbGP2EOCzuOEp4OOl2lhyphenhyphen_Uy1LSQr9ZgL2lKKegngdk4-nc0EY/s72-c/dog+dragged.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-3581275371814952639</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Feb 2010 04:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-13T12:47:39.115+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chinese New Year</category><title>Roarrrrrr .... Happy Chinese New Year everybody</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s the tiger year now. Tiger is the third zodiac animal among the 12 animals in Chinese calenders. Tiger is a symbol of power, strength and awe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;According to legend, the ferocious feline took third place in a race called by the Jace Emperor (Emperor of Heaven). All animals in the kingdom were invited to participate in the event. Tiger manage to claw its way across the river bank to reach the designated spot set. Hence, tiger was inducted into the Zodiac Years permanently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Enough with the legend :) Happy Chinese New Year, people! May the tiger year be kind, generous and helpful to all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Please enjoy the ecard below. Click on the card to see the animated version. The tiger cubs are cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.astro.com.my/ECard/Astro.asp&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;225&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicIZRoVkeDsn6zChkTUMNtmZCuRVWpcOUwd2nj0bwF8Brtwys6VkLeVTTWSlbhMort5DGGBtoh6mbUtM-7D0aMpcFn4PEZRMJ3N8Y725iQZS3ZflsbsA0_G1faFaZxl7ZjVBDAjiz4jPo/s400/cny.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;The 5 little tiger cubs represent the 5 elements - metal, water, fire, earth and wind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2010/02/roarrrrrr-happy-chinese-new-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicIZRoVkeDsn6zChkTUMNtmZCuRVWpcOUwd2nj0bwF8Brtwys6VkLeVTTWSlbhMort5DGGBtoh6mbUtM-7D0aMpcFn4PEZRMJ3N8Y725iQZS3ZflsbsA0_G1faFaZxl7ZjVBDAjiz4jPo/s72-c/cny.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-3165864549502299781</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Feb 2010 08:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-05T23:59:30.044+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Diary</category><title>Bye Bye Starcom &amp; Hello there, Astro</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m rewinding back to 2009 again. Hee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My Blog reader: Oh well ... he is at it again. What the hell is he thinking off ... going back to the past when it is already February of 2010. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Well okay, there won&#39;t be any repeats here I promised. Just some necessary updates which I actually fail to update last year due to some unforeseen circumstances. Just read my older postings and you will know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;With regards to the title of the post, I left Starcome Mediavest after a short 3 months stint [March to May 2009 :-( ] as a junior planner. I hadn&#39;t had the chance to continue with my media planning stuffs or even give a proper goodbye to some of my friends there. I left so abruptly. It was like &#39;I was still there the other day and I wasn&#39;t there anymore the next day.&#39;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I enjoyed my 3 months stint there very much (not so much during the last month actually due to my health problem). I do missed my colleagues there and all the small little things like lunch together, chit chat, jokes, tea times, food exploring (oh how I miss Kin Kin&#39;s chilli pan mee) and etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Handling glamorous account like Richemont (think Montblanc, Cartier, Jaeger Le Coulter, Officine Panerai) was particularly challenging as I was not so well equipped yet with the necessary knowledge to handle it efficiently. Thankfully, my boss and senior - JC and WanYi was very patience with me through out,&amp;nbsp; guiding and teaching me all kinds of stuff. Thank You!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;To all my other friends there - Marry, Liling, Lydia, Ker Harn and all of the rest - Thank You! I know it is kind of .... LATE. Hahaha ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;So, farewell Starcom MediaVest. May the force be with you :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;After feeling unwell for more than 3 months, I was getting much better and ready to get back to work. I decided to leave Starcom after I was given an opportunity (You know who you are. Thank You! Haha) to be interviewed for an open vacancy at Astro - On Air Promo team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;At the end of the interview with my now current boss, I accepted the offer. I daren&#39;t asked for any huge salary, high position or extra benefits as I knew then that I lacked the experience to be in the position to ask for anything. My time will come eventually. To me, it was all about the learning experience and gaining more knowledge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I came in as an intern for a month, basically learning my new job scope and getting used to the new environment. As Astro needed some time to settle all the paper work and other stuff, I continued working there as a freelancer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Working at Astro was a whole new experience for me. Everything was so different from the time when I was at Starcom. It took me some time to get used to it as a matter of&amp;nbsp; fact. I had more freedom and air to breathe&amp;nbsp; here actually. I was given the chance to explore and worked on things which hadn&#39;t been done previously. Not to mentioned, my colleagues and seniors who were very friendly, approachable and helpful. Thank You! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;What more can I asked, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I was confirmed as permanent staff finally just a month ago and was eligible to have all the benefits Astro had to offer. So, a yay from me. Yay! My career resolution will be to get more things done and earn&amp;nbsp; myself a salary raise. Hehe. Also, I have been working on some stuff and am hoping to get it done. It is kind of a platform to a better tomorrow - for me and for the team, hopefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I may not be sure of what my future holds. Just looking at 2008 and 2009 are already making me shudder with fear, wondering if 2010 will be another hell of a roller coaster. I am optimistic about 2010 and I am going to use all my power (think &#39;The Secret&#39;) to make sure 2010 and beyond will be a good one.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Hello there, Astro!&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2010/02/bye-bye-starcom-hello-there-astro.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrAmdgq_XOtY847IILW1qzKJ3lemYYQjEaEKF-90i1hIpRVCo99YawHxEIDPvwI_ZFzq0mEZ3DW_WYSM0BlbiLBHan0jf4s556oheHBByXun5FMihZhCaCB7yTZCP14aJc4oI2fbznAU0/s72-c/workstation.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-1931057362603929699</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2010 16:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-12T00:45:11.978+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Diary</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tuberculosis</category><title>Pulmonary tuberculosis ... that is ...</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;One of the reason why I lost my blogging sense starting mid of 2009 all of a sudden is because I was diagnosed with pulmonary tuberculosis.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Under IV drips &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Tuberculosis used to be one of the top killer disease in the world. It still is the top killer currently where more than 4 million people died from it every year. Having said that, tuberculosis can definitely be cured as effective drugs have been created to combat tuberculosis.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt; Mantoux test (a diagnostic tool) on the 24/5/09 @ 9 AM.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was painful as tuberculin was injected into the skin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Pulmonary tuberculosis is tuberculosis in the lung. Symptoms may include prolonged cough (I coughed for 4 months straight), chest pain, coughing out blood, fever, chills, night sweats, appetite loss, weight loss and fatigue. I had all of the above generally. Night sweats were particularly bizarre as I kept sweating majorly under the air-cond. It was so cold and I sweat.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pyrazinamide (top left), Rifampicin (red in colour), Isoniazid (yellow in colour),&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ethambutol (bottom right) &amp;amp; Pyridoxine (bottom) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;20 years ago, patients were injected with drugs every single day for 6 - 12 months. Now, we had drugs in the form of pills. &quot;Phew!&quot;. For 4 months,&amp;nbsp; I underwent intensive anti tuberculosis drugs in the form of pills ... every single day. Pyrazinamide looked like panadol. Rifampicin looked like normal antibiotic pills. Isoniazid was okay. Ethambutol was evil (bitter &amp;amp; yucky). Pyridoxine was actually the liver supportive - vitamin B6.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Healthy food to keep my weight up ... and up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;To my cousin brother &amp;amp; cousin sister, thanks a lot :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Extra supplements to boost up my immune system.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;To my aunt &amp;amp; uncle, thanks a lot :-)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Humans needs to be remembered rather often on the things that matters the most. More than ever, I know I will always have my family and relatives to lean on to when I am not myself.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;My plate, bowl, mug, spoon &amp;amp; fork.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;As I was infectious then, I wore a mask every single day for 3 months. I had a separate eating ware specially just for me. I had my lunch and dinner separately (and alone) at the living room. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;An improved lung. Previously, serious patchy areas could be seen on my&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;right lung and part of the left. It only meant cavities and lesion.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;When my condition improved after 4 months (October 09), I was given lesser drugs - only Rifampicin, Isoniazid &amp;amp; Pyridoxine. Everything seems to be going rather well.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;The amount as of drugs I had ... after 6 months&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;The amount of drugs I had up till now was tremendous. That is a lot! There is still 3 months to go before I am allowed to stop my medication.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Till then, have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2010/01/pulmonary-tuberculosis-that-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrHMd8xSeRM7RRtE3oGWzJQlcXRBIbkNImXuBSPNvjk6V-Qx9OAMy_PJ3WzjsUVvjQMS-ZzoK-SCDdy_UEkzhdaET22923DFG0AOO1YMSivOasOwuKMNemHTWci0-4fVXndbJhkYAn1FY/s72-c/DSC00643.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-1609916017999676233</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Jan 2010 15:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-08T23:45:07.848+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Diary</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musings</category><title>My neglected blog ...</title><description>I know I have neglected my blog for the longest time. My last post can be dated back to last year October the 4th. That is like ... 3 months ago. You tell me about it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, here I am now, appearing all of a sudden. And, I am going to really work on my blog in the coming weeks. Oh, yes I am. It&#39;s about time to resurrect my blog back to the fore front.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thanks for bearing with me all this while :)</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-neglected-blog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-661558012168465670</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Sep 2009 00:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-05T12:35:30.871+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">News</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Past</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Thoughts</category><title>At long last ... and a &#39;Have you seen him&#39; thingy.</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;It has been quite a while since I posted something here on my blog. Where have all the time gone too anyway? Ever since I was diagnosed with pulmonary tuberculosis, everything seems to be crumbling (well, not exactly) all over. Quarantine oneself is nothing, but, having to feel useless and aimless is another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, thankfully and gratefully, my family &amp;amp; relatives supported me through and through. While I care for them dearly, I have to admit that I need to be reminded from time to times that I still do, and very much too. Ah! We humans, we realize and learn from it only after we fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about family and relatives reminded me of a request made by a friend of mine. My friend is looking for a long lost step brother (by the name of Lee Chee Fai) of hers. It has been 11 years since they have cross path. That is a very long period indeed. Well, this is for you then my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Chee Fai was born on the 1st of December 1973 at Pusing, Perak. His mum (which is my friend’s mum also) had to give him out for adoption due to some unforeseen circumstances (family problems I presume).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgldtxZ4uT9ftWRZKTHClTAS-EAUvN7w7t2Zq_jGk7TaI95SxEwsIcSaQ4-W8LWKzZiQ06Ss21-w_-QBoE_lhXYuso4j7FGrMotLpxaSrH5jeLhLO58ZZ8TeQ-_t2o9ngOUpbE2Fj1rCVQ/s1600-h/lcf_1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 253px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgldtxZ4uT9ftWRZKTHClTAS-EAUvN7w7t2Zq_jGk7TaI95SxEwsIcSaQ4-W8LWKzZiQ06Ss21-w_-QBoE_lhXYuso4j7FGrMotLpxaSrH5jeLhLO58ZZ8TeQ-_t2o9ngOUpbE2Fj1rCVQ/s400/lcf_1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377782958402817986&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;A child is everything to a mother. Now, you tell me which mother doesn’t love and care for her child? A mother will willingly sacrifice everything just to make sure her child is safe and doing well in the society. Remember &#39;The Filial Piety Sutra&#39; (&lt;a href=&quot;http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2008/12/simple-love-story-and-others.html&quot;&gt;click here if you don&#39;t&lt;/a&gt;) ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“The parental kindness is deeper than the sea”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The virtuous kindness of our parents never differs. As long as you are their child, they will never despise you no matter how ugly you may be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And they will never get angry or be disgusted with you even if you are crippled”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Well, continuing,  my friend’s mum decided to look out for her son. And, manage to find him she did. It was from 1987 to 1990 when she was reconciled with her son ... briefly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgot_Dr9iFRe7TyVN_QHiSCK7ciz-omwMsXlOx60QCINd39zSLMPY8KNF2hBp2Ojz6US_utlGezKmVE7za0c2pJmYdiXR5ZkfPhMP4y1N-FYVFpNiuhA2cGdzIXotgveAuSfOnjcjCUvac/s1600-h/lcf_2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 184px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgot_Dr9iFRe7TyVN_QHiSCK7ciz-omwMsXlOx60QCINd39zSLMPY8KNF2hBp2Ojz6US_utlGezKmVE7za0c2pJmYdiXR5ZkfPhMP4y1N-FYVFpNiuhA2cGdzIXotgveAuSfOnjcjCUvac/s400/lcf_2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377787841006095826&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I guess he did understand his mother’s predicament. And so, he continues to stay in touch with his mum. That is even though he was staying at different locations. He even visited her occasionally. See, he did care for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9vlIWxUZb8o9r8eTj3M12w2ByKgIcAbfov31hUS6Xhitdd7160AHBtn5sIhnnfGvXYWQse292meki-Nz6TfO27LlKKBZvBcEDzeKGsle0H6Si7MnVfrzlkpFbSy6gIPUjlVhYvAh-rVY/s1600-h/lcf_3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 139px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9vlIWxUZb8o9r8eTj3M12w2ByKgIcAbfov31hUS6Xhitdd7160AHBtn5sIhnnfGvXYWQse292meki-Nz6TfO27LlKKBZvBcEDzeKGsle0H6Si7MnVfrzlkpFbSy6gIPUjlVhYvAh-rVY/s400/lcf_3.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377788466471908370&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Fast forwarding to 1998, 11 years ago (the last time my friend ever saw him), he was still working at Singapore then. His job had got something to do with hotel management. But, 1998 was the year when everything went awry. He seems to be nowhere. My friend’s mum couldn’t contact him no matter how much she tried to. She even contacted the other family (the family that adopted him). However, things didn’t look very promising though. The family seems to be hiding something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we are fast reaching the end of year 2009, there is not single news (at least a wind is still something). She is at wit’s end in searching for her son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;So, to Lee Chee Fai (if you ever read this), your mum misses you so very deeply. Do contact her and tell her that you are doing okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;To whomever who know/recognize Lee Chee Fai, give me a buzz with your details (email of mobile number maybe) and I’ll direct you to my friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Till next post, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2009/09/at-long-last-and-have-you-seen-him.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgldtxZ4uT9ftWRZKTHClTAS-EAUvN7w7t2Zq_jGk7TaI95SxEwsIcSaQ4-W8LWKzZiQ06Ss21-w_-QBoE_lhXYuso4j7FGrMotLpxaSrH5jeLhLO58ZZ8TeQ-_t2o9ngOUpbE2Fj1rCVQ/s72-c/lcf_1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-3017695137221987986</guid><pubDate>Sun, 31 May 2009 23:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-10T11:35:09.301+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Diary</category><title>A more than a months worth of summary ...</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;It had been more than a month since I last posted. I think I&#39;ll just summarized it all in numbers rather than explain in detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Streamyx modem went dead. Bought a new one and then asked my cousin to configure it. It worked. Somehow, through the router, I couldn&#39;t access to some websites ... like Facebook, MSN, Hotmail, Blogger...still couldn&#39;t figure it out though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Fell sick. Fever, flu, cough and cold. But, recovered quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Cough continues ... and it gets worse. Breathing problems and tiredness follows. (I thought it was a normal cough ?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)  Everything went from bad to worse. Went to hospital for a thorough checkup. Blood, x-ray and urine was taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) X-ray shows a pretty bad lungs ... with black spots on some part of my lungs (holes?). Doctor suspected I had pulmonary tuberculosis. Was admitted to hospital immediately for further testing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) All kinds of testing was done. Blood was taken several times too. After 3 days, doctor confirmed that it was certainly pulmonary tuberculosis. I was however giver anti-tuberculosis 2 days ago. Went back home on day 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I was to rest at home and wear a mask to protect my family from tuberculosis. I had been resting for more than 2 weeks already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Am thankful than although I started working only like ... almost 3 months ... my superior was very understanding. They told me to care for my health first before coming back to work. Thank you so much :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Am also thankful to my parents for the all the care. Not forgetting, my relatives too who had been so worried. I knew all along that I am not alone. Thank you so much :) What am I without my parents and relatives ... not imagining ... not imagining !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too all, I am doing fine here, thank you. I am taking my medication on time. I am resting a lot too now since I get tired easily. My weight drops dramatically as my body uses up all my energy and strength to fight tuberculosis. I am kind of skeletal now, yes I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like what you have read, if yes, subscribe to my blog through &lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheEndAndTheBeginningofAllTheOthers&quot;&gt;RSS&lt;/a&gt;.</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-than-months-worth-of-summary.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-7855455175807949737</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Apr 2009 13:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-25T23:29:24.411+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">News</category><title>Raja Chulan Pondan on the loose !!!</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;It has been really that tough these days for me to find a day where I can write and post a new entry. Either I have no time at all or I am too tired to write something. I certainly have to find a way around to solve this problem. So, my dear , I am not abandoning my blog for your information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last week, I received an email from one of my colleague telling everyone to beware. Apparently, there is a transvestite on the loose attacking people at random ...  particularly women. More on this later. That transvestite is dubbed the &#39;Raja Chulan Pondan&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The image of a pondan attacking people on the street is scary and unimaginable. This is an evil crime ! What more, my office is located at Jalan Raja Chulan. Well, wait till you see the photo of the pondan !!! Hehe ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may think that &quot;Well, here goes another email telling us all to be careful and to email it to all people on your mailing list if you love your mum, girlfriend, sisters&quot; or &quot;Oh! Not another spam&quot; email. Well, it is not. Malay Mail and The Star reported this particular news in their respective newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;(I usually email everyone whenever I got such emails. No harm to be extra careful eh).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Rampaging ‘Chulan Pondan’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Latest victim, a lawyer, fears he may continue attacking people&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Teoh El Sen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Wednesday, April 15th, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;AT least four women and a teenager are believed to have been assaulted for no apparent reason by a mentally unstable transvestite, dubbed “the Chulan Pondan”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Often seen prowling the streets of Jalan Raja Chulan, the suspect is said to be a transvestite and is described as dark, tall, sporting chin length hair and muscular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;One reader, enraged that she was punched and hit last Saturday without provocation, contacted Malay Mail. “I was crossing the road &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;when I saw a “man” charging towards me. He gave a painful hook with his right fist which hit my left cheek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;The force was so great that I fell, screaming for help,” said the 37-year-old lawyer working at the Weld Tower who wished to be known only as Goh.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;“But he continued to kick me in the buttocks and also my lower back, but luckily, a passing motorist honked and stopped to chase,” added Goh, who’s doctor had advised her to rest for a month from the inflammed injury to her spine. “He didn’t take my bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcaOTwFwT8vXBEIw0xcBvQ_EwcJ3k3yZFRvrklHsCWOtHFzkIl1N8AMn5pcMGjAHf_1ilIEdYxx4oSyDLdqw60UroKvPKnA2OKw6F9vve2s5nWxYfxz8TGdCmjyA5H7n2Jxz_DghHqrck/s1600-h/Goh_Malay-Mail.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcaOTwFwT8vXBEIw0xcBvQ_EwcJ3k3yZFRvrklHsCWOtHFzkIl1N8AMn5pcMGjAHf_1ilIEdYxx4oSyDLdqw60UroKvPKnA2OKw6F9vve2s5nWxYfxz8TGdCmjyA5H7n2Jxz_DghHqrck/s400/Goh_Malay-Mail.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328626736545018722&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;His eyes were boiling with hate, it was purely a hate crime.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;I don’t want more women hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;I feel that he is getting bold with each attack,” said Goh.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;She had also made her own investigations following the incident and managed to locate three other women who had been similarly assaulted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;It is learnt that a woman was punched in the face, causing scratches near the eyes, on March 22 by the same individual, who later had ran away shouting after the attack. Maniam, 40, a bank manager working in the area said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;“This psychopath shouldn’t be left on the streets.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;He added that his son was harassed by the same person about six months ago. He also witnessed a teenager being assaulted with a shoe at the Pavillion by the same person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Security supervisor of the Weld Tower, Zainal Abu Bakar, believes that the person may have been involved in at least four attacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;“We believe he sleeps at the bus stop at Jalan P. Ramlee, and he may not be mentally stable as I have seen him drinking water from the trash,” said Zainal. Malay Mail contacted Dang Wangi police last night, but they declined to comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Source :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mmail.com.my/content/rampaging-%E2%80%98chulan-pondan%E2%80%99&quot;&gt;Malay Mail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Not only that, The Star also reported exactly the same case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Police looking for transvestite who attacks women at random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By ANDREW SAGAYAM&lt;br /&gt;Saturday April 18, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;KUALA LUMPUR: Police are investigating claims that a transvestite has been randomly assaulting women in the city’s Golden Triangle area since late last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the latest incident at about 9am last Saturday, a 37-year-old lawyer was punched on her left cheek and repeatedly kicked by the transvestite, known as Chulan Pondan, who is in his 30s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lawyer, Goh Siu Lin, when contacted, said she was walking towards the Weld supermarket on Jalan Raja Chulan when the transvestite approached from the opposite side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He came right in front of me and punched me. I fell, and he kicked my buttocks and lower back. He only stopped when two motorcyclists came to my aid and chased him away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I suffered inflammation of my lower spine due to the attack. If not for the passers-by, I could have been paralysed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It was an unprovoked attack, and what’s even more frightening is that several other women had also suffered the same fate.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goh said she met six other victims who claimed to have been attacked by the transvestite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The man is dangerous. None of us provoked him. He can’t go around hurting people for no reason. I want the police to take action.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goh described the transvestite as tall, tanned, well built, with long hair, and well groomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang Wangi district police chief ACP Zulkarnain Abdul Rahman said police had recorded a statement from Goh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that police would send the transvestite for psychiatric evaluation once they pick him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;Source : &lt;a href=&quot;http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/4/18/nation/3720248&amp;amp;sec=nation&quot;&gt;The Star Online&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;So, yeah, there you have it ... a pondan on the loose around my working area punching and attacking women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be guessing why I mention &#39;particularly women&#39; previously. According to the email, 3  other victims have been identified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;a) a &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;woman &lt;/span&gt;(from MSIG Weld Tower) was punched on 13th April 2009;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) An AmBank employee was punched on 4th April 2009 - &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;her &lt;/span&gt;case was worse as he punched &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;her &lt;/span&gt;head from behind, when &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;she &lt;/span&gt;ran away, he chased after &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;her &lt;/span&gt;and pushed &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;her &lt;/span&gt;onto the road and proceeded to stamp on &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;her &lt;/span&gt;back;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) A staff working at GNC in Weld was punched on 22nd March 2009 and sustained cuts to the skin near &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;her &lt;/span&gt;left eyebrow and corner of &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;her &lt;/span&gt;eye. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;She &lt;/span&gt;thinks his fingernails caused this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have a feeling that he ... or rather, she ... is jealous of women. Women after all have the complete &#39;women&#39; package. His .. or her (oh my, how should I call him/her? Lets address him/her as heshe okay!)  mind goes all awry and confused. Poof ! As heshe couldn&#39;t think straightly anymore, heshe goes around letting go all the built up anger and frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know all of you have been waiting for this ... the pondan&#39;s look and appearence. People, please kindly find posted together herewith &#39;Raja Chulan pondan&#39; for your reference. Doink !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilHprjjfPbmFPlXzErdNRbkzI7nPhgTRkWOQBoq23U91B1cJqnWwwg9_X8XcBPGU3f7WoZoV0vPeoH4TqUM9W6Cvi9F8HarGWYoVVsDWiuHbm-MDh6A-z0sfVnEoK2N2_-DuXIAFQNFSs/s1600-h/Raja-Chulan-Pondan.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilHprjjfPbmFPlXzErdNRbkzI7nPhgTRkWOQBoq23U91B1cJqnWwwg9_X8XcBPGU3f7WoZoV0vPeoH4TqUM9W6Cvi9F8HarGWYoVVsDWiuHbm-MDh6A-z0sfVnEoK2N2_-DuXIAFQNFSs/s400/Raja-Chulan-Pondan.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328633623761097554&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;As you can see, my office is located at Menara Olympia. Oh! What&#39;s with the pondan, walking in the middle of the road ? While heshe may not look like a women (point of view : face), heshe certainly has a body of a women already (point of view : body, breast).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to those who works along Jalan Raja Chulan, particularly around Menara Olympia, The Weld, Pavillion, Menara Cosway, etc., please BEWARE of the pondan !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch himher if you are brave enough (not recommended), but please do inform police if you catch a glismpe of himher. You can also certainly (1) run like there is a dog on the loose (2) give himher a run for himher money ... fight back and protect yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is up to you to decide. For me, I&#39;ll punch himher back if I am able to. Better still, I&#39;ll give himher a stunner. Then, I&#39;ll twist and turn with my bare hands till heshe is unconscious. Then, I&#39;ll place himher to a post lamp and twist the post lamp around himher for the police to catch himher later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ooops! I think I am day dreaming a little way too far). Haha ... pardon me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Note &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) I do not look down on transvestite. The pondan above is just way too much for the public to handle ... the pondan is dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;(2) Pondan = neither male nor female, male transsexual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like what you have read, if yes, subscribe to my blog through &lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheEndAndTheBeginningofAllTheOthers&quot;&gt;RSS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2009/04/raja-chulan-pondan-punching-women-at.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcaOTwFwT8vXBEIw0xcBvQ_EwcJ3k3yZFRvrklHsCWOtHFzkIl1N8AMn5pcMGjAHf_1ilIEdYxx4oSyDLdqw60UroKvPKnA2OKw6F9vve2s5nWxYfxz8TGdCmjyA5H7n2Jxz_DghHqrck/s72-c/Goh_Malay-Mail.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-5563294181488831434</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 15:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-17T00:02:00.192+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random</category><title>12A floor ? 12B floor ? What kind of leval is that ...</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;It has been a week since my last post. I have been pretty busy of late : ) Well, that is what people call &#39;working life&#39; like. Working life means less time spent with your family, friends, things you used to do and getting things done as well (oh...my room is in mess!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Enough about the puny rambling above. Look at the photo below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigWbzJXjIxIObXkDXBo6tD8Em1n4t_u_rBlVdMlmHFbKZUpOgp_FFEs8mg33eNnMHHqXgEYFUzH3E_o2du1JxmX-kdXnp0J1YiYY7RtSPuasMP91KOcYMy3oFgN1OI-uuM2ffmn5aFMIs/s1600-h/Lift.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigWbzJXjIxIObXkDXBo6tD8Em1n4t_u_rBlVdMlmHFbKZUpOgp_FFEs8mg33eNnMHHqXgEYFUzH3E_o2du1JxmX-kdXnp0J1YiYY7RtSPuasMP91KOcYMy3oFgN1OI-uuM2ffmn5aFMIs/s400/Lift.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325309895245254818&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;What can you see ? If you guess &#39;cam-whoring&#39; ... neh ... please guess again : ) You should know pretty well (after reading through most of my old post) that I don&#39;t cam-whore very much. Why would I want to cam-whore inside a lift ... and especially with CCTV recording my every move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is 13th and 14th floor ? OMG ... What the hell is 12A and 12B floor anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Hey! Where is your office?&lt;br /&gt;B : Oh! My office is located at Menara Olympia, 12A floor...&lt;br /&gt;A : ?????? (Hurh! Is it an extention of 12th floor? B is playing a fool with me hurh ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually, 12A is non other than 13th floor and 12B is of course 14th floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8mEDe2nAjshgLWvK-y0L0AE_XaH_-12abVpccjkrLTW_8_9PAsE3HEBpOB5ZBh-YFk5zTK9d8DPQeUAcL4PS9RFDsbn9FxBgkxzSMeqpF7bwBhPqwqRwvacgnG9zmF4KnIZvzZpXz0yU/s1600-h/Olympia.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8mEDe2nAjshgLWvK-y0L0AE_XaH_-12abVpccjkrLTW_8_9PAsE3HEBpOB5ZBh-YFk5zTK9d8DPQeUAcL4PS9RFDsbn9FxBgkxzSMeqpF7bwBhPqwqRwvacgnG9zmF4KnIZvzZpXz0yU/s400/Olympia.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325318283213695058&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;The lift you saw above is the lift located inside Menara Olympia, the tall building where my office is at. The owner of the building is a Chinese man. So, I am sure everyone can guess the reason why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Mandarin, 14 is pronounced as &#39;shi si&#39;. In Cantonese, 14 is pronounced as &#39;sap sei&#39;. In Hokkien, 14 is pronounced as &#39;chap c&#39;. Basically in whatever dialect, 14 will reach to the same meaning- death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. It is no wonder that 14th floor is changed to 12B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about 13 floor then? In Mandarin, 13 is pronounced as &#39;shi san&#39;. In Cantonese, 14 is pronounced as &#39;sap sam&#39;. In Hokkien, 13 is pronounced as &#39;chap sna&#39;. Hmm ... nothing bad about the word 13 whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday the 13th ... anyone? Yeah, to the English, Friday the 13th is a day which superstition holds to be a day of bad luck. I know that a 13th day may not be a Friday. But, somehow, the superstitious has been rubbed in a little too deep. Now, the number 13 is officially a bad number surrounded by bad luck. As a conclusion, 13th floor becomes 12A floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My office is at 16th floor *wink wink* ... not 12A or 12B floor : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like what you have read, if yes, subscribe to my blog through &lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheEndAndTheBeginningofAllTheOthers&quot;&gt;RSS&lt;/a&gt;.</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2009/04/12a-floor-12b-floor-what-kind-of-leval.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigWbzJXjIxIObXkDXBo6tD8Em1n4t_u_rBlVdMlmHFbKZUpOgp_FFEs8mg33eNnMHHqXgEYFUzH3E_o2du1JxmX-kdXnp0J1YiYY7RtSPuasMP91KOcYMy3oFgN1OI-uuM2ffmn5aFMIs/s72-c/Lift.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-998445925068658639</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 16:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-09T00:50:36.128+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">e-mail</category><title>Tsunami ... this coming 22nd July ? Seriously ... ?</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Just received another interesting email (what&#39;s with all the emails these days eh?) ... a pretty serious claim if you asked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God know if this prediction is true or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that there is so many ridiculous fake information and news circulating around the net. But yet, at the end of the day, it is better to take precaution rather than taking chances. Right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, according to the email, someone claim or rather, predicted that there will be another tsunami hitting on the 22nd of July. Countries which will be affected in a really bad way includes Malaysia (Sabah &amp;amp; Sarawak), Singapore, Maldives, Australia, Mauritius, Si Lanka, India, Indonesia and Philippines. So, we are to avoid beaches and all low land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZTIbnEmemq-nAvNDVEVXMPRmzcNNl-ac0BKsRWEX6NJyiKyGY4ABe8r7OagVKzPWcxz5Awzzb4CavhbYLvD1Sdwtuephi6s25xR_8hHpj7e0ylP3S2ETOGwl-qDNmac9iiZR7VXS7pT0/s1600-h/Tsunami.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 370px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZTIbnEmemq-nAvNDVEVXMPRmzcNNl-ac0BKsRWEX6NJyiKyGY4ABe8r7OagVKzPWcxz5Awzzb4CavhbYLvD1Sdwtuephi6s25xR_8hHpj7e0ylP3S2ETOGwl-qDNmac9iiZR7VXS7pT0/s400/Tsunami.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322357490062014418&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;What&#39;s your say ? Who can forget the sorrow of 26 December 2004 ... the day tsunami hit Indian Ocean which resulted in Asian countries close to the ocean being affected so very badly. I remember clearly the day before, I went to Genting Highland with my close relatives. We had lots of fun. The day after, tsunami came and killing mercilessly an estimated of 230,000 people. That is a LOT of people !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the footage of people screaming and crying is really that heartbreaking. Children loosing their parents ... parents loosing their children ... dead bodies floating around the sea ... etc.  Such sadness is truly like glasses and pins piercing through the heart and brain of a person. If that incident were to happen to me (touch wood), I will be devastated. Life is meaningless anymore. Loosing loved ones is sad enough but loosing them so sudden and in such condition is something unimaginable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, no matter where you are, what you are doing or whether if you believe it or not, just be very careful every hour, every minute and every second. Life is too precious !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like what you have read, if yes, subscribe to my blog through &lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheEndAndTheBeginningofAllTheOthers&quot;&gt;RSS&lt;/a&gt;.</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2009/04/tsunami-this-coming-22nd-july-seriously.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZTIbnEmemq-nAvNDVEVXMPRmzcNNl-ac0BKsRWEX6NJyiKyGY4ABe8r7OagVKzPWcxz5Awzzb4CavhbYLvD1Sdwtuephi6s25xR_8hHpj7e0ylP3S2ETOGwl-qDNmac9iiZR7VXS7pT0/s72-c/Tsunami.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-7440151563364992988</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 15:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-02T00:59:41.161+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Funny</category><title>A giraffe in quicksand ....</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;A friend of mine emailed me this hilarious episode about a giraffe who was stuck in a quicksand.  Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;344&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/YEZJei6DD0o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/YEZJei6DD0o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; height=&quot;344&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I find the character giraffe is similar to a human behavior. While not everyone is like that, human generally tends to compromise on what they have in their life. When things didn&#39;t turn out the way it should, we may go through Stage 1 - Denial. We deny that the problem actually happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&quot;&gt;Giraffe : It&#39;s no big deal. It&#39;s probably not even quicksand. I&#39;m gonna have a good laugh about this with another guy. Hahaha ... aha .. aha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL ... how could that not be quicksand. Aren&#39;t you sinking, giraffe? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As things remain unchanged, we go through stage 2 - Anger. We blames everyone - whoever that crossed our path will be a victim of our shouting, blaming, swearing and cursing. The victim may not be the one to blame ... but literally they appears at the wrong time in the wrong place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&quot;&gt;Giraffe : Well, this is just $%#@ perfect. Stupid quicksand. Stupid jungle. I&#39;m gonna bite someone in the face. Mother $%#@. Mother $%#@. Mother $%#@. Arghh! That stupid jungle. Oh...$%#@ ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG ... that is one damn angry giraffe for you. Pretty silly. (Don&#39;t you love this part...haha). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooling down a little, we find that being angry doesn&#39;t help one bit. Maybe GOD will sympathize and help us out as we keep our fingers crossed. That&#39;s stage 3 - bargaining for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&quot;&gt;Giraffe : Are you there God? Its me ... Giraffe. Listen ... if you would just give me a hooligan on this quicksand thing, I promised ... I promised ... no more peeing on your shoulder&#39;s creature. Erhh..hh..hh...We&#39;ve got a deal ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downright pathetic ... after much cursing and blaming on about everything else, you think GOD will sympathize. Neh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When nothing happens, the next best thing is to cry out loud. That&#39;s depression. Sometimes we may feel so much better after letting it out. We sympathize our self and that usually makes us feel better. Well. somehow unfortunately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&quot;&gt;Giraffe : Urghhhhhhhhu rghhhhhhu rghhhhhh ... whaaaaa haaaa haaaaaa haaa haaa! Urghhhhhhhh urghhhhhh urghhhhhh ... whaaaaa haaaa waaaaaa weeeeee woo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ... that is even more pathetic ... silly silly silly ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we accept our falling. Stage 5 - Acceptance ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&quot;&gt;Giraffe : You know something, I&#39;m cool with this. I bet ... I bet heaven has all the tender leaves I can eat. And everyone gets their own slurpy machines. Yeah! Take me sweet death. I await your loving embrace. &quot;Tskh&quot; Oh...what...I think I hit the bottom. $%#@. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it&#39;s better to accept than to go rampaging about it. The mole is certainly smarter : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story - avoid quicksand. Avoid it like a plague. LOL ... joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, we must never ever give up on things till we try very hard to mend it. There is no use complaining about it. Complaining will only makes everything even worse. The giraffe should have move so very slowly and bite on the grass by the quicksand bank to pull itself up.  After all, giraffe has a long neck. As giraffe goes through all the stages, giraffe wasted precious time to save itself. While giraffe may not drown in the quicksand, giraffe may die of hunger later on however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like what you have read, if yes, subscribe to my blog through &lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheEndAndTheBeginningofAllTheOthers&quot;&gt;RSS&lt;/a&gt;.</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2009/04/giraffe-in-quicksand.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-9028935387819583020</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 15:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-26T00:12:06.535+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Thoughts</category><title>Is Earth Hour a mere publicity stunt ?</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Today I read an article from The Star with much interest. It is an opinion base article sent in by Marcus from PJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Earth Hour is a mere publicity stunt&quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I READ with amazement and irony the efforts of WWF Malaysia to latch on to the Earth Hour event and all the celebrities, media and corporations that have come up in support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing that people are so easily taken in by a mere publicity stunt that fails at the very essence. Turning off our lights for one hour on one designated day of the year to save our planet surely is a PR event at best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shames the thousands of devoted people, government bodies, scientists and environmentalists that have for years been working on finding real solutions to address this global concern. Malaysians should see past this gimmick by international NGOs and start changing their lifestyles. Surely we can be more proactive and not be fed by an agenda of international bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t we implement power conservation programmes, ride public transport on certain days in a month, car pool, etc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also ironic that the organiser, WWF Malaysia, up until very recently, did not even have a climate change programme to begin with when all others (even local groups and individuals) have been persistent in their pleas for Malaysians to take action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, our leaders signed the Kyoto Protocol and there has been concerted movement towards reaching solutions. Please let us all be enlightened and move away from celebrations and gimmicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCUS,&lt;br /&gt;Petaling Jaya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;So anyway, this is to you Marcus of PJ. You are so damn &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. This is not a gimmic or celebration!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth Hour is a global event whose objective is &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;to raise awareness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about this global concern. To save our planet and deal with global warming, first and foremost, we need to make sure that everyone is aware of what is happening, why we have to work together, why this matter is so important and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuXM0MdsNptavUT2zTpd2tCLQcBg8RvKy1JyqcwvGmmjKd8sPyLoZ4FmoxCrwNIVDx92DRcY5qgK0EOyrQmjK9VhMWMJY51BhG0jA9VBtoNki1poeLT7_n2UrV1FVnW4-J1faIRD5cGIg/s1600-h/Earth-hour.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 392px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuXM0MdsNptavUT2zTpd2tCLQcBg8RvKy1JyqcwvGmmjKd8sPyLoZ4FmoxCrwNIVDx92DRcY5qgK0EOyrQmjK9VhMWMJY51BhG0jA9VBtoNki1poeLT7_n2UrV1FVnW4-J1faIRD5cGIg/s400/Earth-hour.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317149892699065186&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;What is the use of the thousands of devoted people, government bodies, scientists and environmentalists (who have been working for years to find real solutions to address this global concern) when no one cares nor aware to start appretiating all the hardwork?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the use of implementing power conservation programmes, ride public transport or even car pool when no one is aware or care about it. What is the use then? Do you think people will implement all these by means of the name &#39;implementation&#39;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is NO. They need to know why they need to do it. They need to know why they should be doing it. The need to understand the consequences of not doing it. They just need to know about it and the rest will come automatically (well, if they really cares ... but that&#39;s not the point).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just can&#39;t implement it without knowing the reason why. And so, Earth Hour is created to educate and raise awareness. Why the hell do you think Earth Hour cropped out all of a sudden few years back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, come Saturday 8.30 p.m., if you want to turn off the lights in support of the event, please do so. Support the event and the planet. Enjoy the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don&#39;t, it is certainly fine with everyone. Just remember the purpose of this event and that is all that matters. But do try to put a mental note to yourself to conserve energy, car pool, ride the public bus or whatever that takes to help our beloved earth out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;My motto &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;(and it should be yours too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A little makes all the difference. Nothing makes no difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like what you have read, if yes, subscribe to my blog through &lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheEndAndTheBeginningofAllTheOthers&quot;&gt;RSS&lt;/a&gt;.</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2009/03/is-earth-hour-mere-publicity-stunt.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuXM0MdsNptavUT2zTpd2tCLQcBg8RvKy1JyqcwvGmmjKd8sPyLoZ4FmoxCrwNIVDx92DRcY5qgK0EOyrQmjK9VhMWMJY51BhG0jA9VBtoNki1poeLT7_n2UrV1FVnW4-J1faIRD5cGIg/s72-c/Earth-hour.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-3973789297873404050</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Mar 2009 13:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-22T21:51:33.221+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ramblings</category><title>A sinseh, a massage and a wrapped ankle</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Few weeks ago, I rambled about my troubled leg (&lt;a href=&quot;http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-work-and-leg-ramblings.html&quot;&gt;read it here&lt;/a&gt;). It had gotten worse of late and so, I went searching for a &#39;sinseh&#39; (Chinese traditional doctor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one look, he knew something was not right with my leg. He told me that I hurt/twisted/sprained my ankle many years ago. Well, I don&#39;t quite remember hurting anything all this while. I had been guessing all this while that I walked way too much (a.k.a abusing my legs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took his medicine (ointment or something) out, placed some on my ankle and start massaging the troubled part. It hurts at some point when he massaged a little too hard. After like 10 minutes, he went for the next leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, it felt so much better after the massage. To heal a little faster, he recommended his herbal paste to be placed on my ankle and around. Well, so long as it heals I am so gonna into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smell of the herbal paste was extremely strong and smelly. Nothing much to be surprised here. After all, almost all Chinese medicine smells something like that - bitter, smelly, awful, etc. But hey, it work wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the paste was burning hot, he placed it onto my ankle. Ouch! Then, he proceeded to wrapping my ankle and around with several layers of plasters, gauze roller bandage, tissue paper and paper tape. I was not to take it off till Monday! Ohmy ... don&#39;t mention about smelly foot/leg to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd13AR2kCyU0jz5urh_vEyi8cYDjc-Rzvym6rlmFDUuIKTy2Y34d74mmVSxeK3Le6sLdhg_8YdUyVAaUofgMz9yIWq9dWtzNdwnLKgdyyHTaLWywWyb39SzHuavnichFNQnNF4yd-GiNQ/s1600-h/ankle.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 396px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd13AR2kCyU0jz5urh_vEyi8cYDjc-Rzvym6rlmFDUuIKTy2Y34d74mmVSxeK3Le6sLdhg_8YdUyVAaUofgMz9yIWq9dWtzNdwnLKgdyyHTaLWywWyb39SzHuavnichFNQnNF4yd-GiNQ/s400/ankle.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316007339019546146&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;One more day to go ... wee ... looks like I am going to work on Monday with my ankle being wrapped. A long pant, a sock and a shoe will definitely help keeping my wrapped leg hidden. Shhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like what you have read, if yes, subscribe to my blog through &lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheEndAndTheBeginningofAllTheOthers&quot;&gt;RSS&lt;/a&gt;.</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2009/03/sinseh-massage-and-wrapped-ankle.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd13AR2kCyU0jz5urh_vEyi8cYDjc-Rzvym6rlmFDUuIKTy2Y34d74mmVSxeK3Le6sLdhg_8YdUyVAaUofgMz9yIWq9dWtzNdwnLKgdyyHTaLWywWyb39SzHuavnichFNQnNF4yd-GiNQ/s72-c/ankle.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-6009723338512072206</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2009 16:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-19T01:13:08.478+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random</category><title>Anything! ... Up to you! ... Whatever!</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;A : &quot;Let&#39;s go for lunch. What you want to have for lunch?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B : &quot;Erm ... up to you la ... anything also can ...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in such a situation? I am sure you have :) In fact, I must and do admit that I am one of them who will always have &#39;anything&#39; for an answer. Seriously, I really don&#39;t mind. I am not a fussy guy or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the Chinese will always say ... &quot;cin cai la ... ha mi to eh sai eh la ... men ma huan&quot; (whatever la ... anything also can ... no need to be so troublesome). The truth is, and I certainly just found out, that, it is actually more troublesome if one has anything for an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought this up because me and my colleagues were in a chat the other day during lunch time about a person who always had &#39;anything&#39; for an answer. And, it was pissing this particular colleague off!!! My colleague&#39;s  story is very similar to this little comic I am posting right now (Wan-Yi, thanks for the comic). People, enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9dH0SN5q00q2f6yviel-5zzHE2ElxCjNlBrWwdlt1nhcWSXcT9rxHVBAqc_I4jTDPRvcTooi7_e8LHUTlT23FzyMC7F9pGLrEj5KKoqZ3bmweVTpCKjXtGn9yf-_yQc-JwQUFszRZe88/s1600-h/Up-To-You-1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 337px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9dH0SN5q00q2f6yviel-5zzHE2ElxCjNlBrWwdlt1nhcWSXcT9rxHVBAqc_I4jTDPRvcTooi7_e8LHUTlT23FzyMC7F9pGLrEj5KKoqZ3bmweVTpCKjXtGn9yf-_yQc-JwQUFszRZe88/s400/Up-To-You-1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314563733567148978&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS8VuZcLXFEayWDnhZyYY-tfp5i4kDIZF-yHAXVUohC5PiyofCmWuII32SxnL_kPC87TNoA7vYs9VVJktDW9rn3A_F6oFCh4YEJ4LzHqllDwqMkje86O_mO9sHt4QPkdsU34DGpxuJaoU/s1600-h/Up-To-You-2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 361px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS8VuZcLXFEayWDnhZyYY-tfp5i4kDIZF-yHAXVUohC5PiyofCmWuII32SxnL_kPC87TNoA7vYs9VVJktDW9rn3A_F6oFCh4YEJ4LzHqllDwqMkje86O_mO9sHt4QPkdsU34DGpxuJaoU/s400/Up-To-You-2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314563740561533570&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCmQ8XkKumlP2UUBq3qABrWwBWmvNvU5Dk9L-XqF30SIxhlNo9hBkmFaTU52jUX1aR6OR47tVsHT8Lx10JrWM8lmcNnI3W0RSH3JdvzQgbu3e9aKfHBigSbmbhfEW1lGj9YJPpj-yDARQ/s1600-h/Up-To-You-3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 327px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCmQ8XkKumlP2UUBq3qABrWwBWmvNvU5Dk9L-XqF30SIxhlNo9hBkmFaTU52jUX1aR6OR47tVsHT8Lx10JrWM8lmcNnI3W0RSH3JdvzQgbu3e9aKfHBigSbmbhfEW1lGj9YJPpj-yDARQ/s400/Up-To-You-3.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314563744418579538&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWzuS0331YduNgFdkXiZG6iMth1Z7a1tt8mKXvA-yq_L7IXtBc95Bm5sIQfgrB0m-bBxbtq9CWG_nP8Cxlk63bJr7pQBwn_O5Jwl_1tLpVNeTQejh-ibGczVMZOwYDVVxCuHQAjLXdoTk/s1600-h/Up-To-You-4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 374px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWzuS0331YduNgFdkXiZG6iMth1Z7a1tt8mKXvA-yq_L7IXtBc95Bm5sIQfgrB0m-bBxbtq9CWG_nP8Cxlk63bJr7pQBwn_O5Jwl_1tLpVNeTQejh-ibGczVMZOwYDVVxCuHQAjLXdoTk/s400/Up-To-You-4.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314563746392458658&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I was like &#39;Arrrr ... please just knock that character on the head will ya !!!&#39; For Pete&#39;s sake, when you say &#39;anything&#39;, make sure you meant it. Please don&#39;t give silly irritating answers and suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nothing like that idiotic character above.  I can assure you that. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, maybe someone should open a &#39;anything/whatever/up to you&#39; restaurant or shops. For example, &#39;The Anything Restaurant&#39; with a cool dice system thrown into it. People can just trow the dice to decide what to eat. No thinking is involved. Ain&#39;t it cool ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, aren&#39;t we lucky that Jusco and 7-eleven is selling Anything? and Whatever? for quite some time already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxc0yXcgdjohV5RbdkRjv84NDzcSw_Um_6o2xxaLLO_t7UYmYaTzAY08FPjRox2LMHRNvrFxIg3mPnasFMTay243P_3Fv2dt_b9VwIQjig4nE9AJutuVJvXH3FpZTiihR3NPVAH7cFmGc/s1600-h/anything-whatever1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 352px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxc0yXcgdjohV5RbdkRjv84NDzcSw_Um_6o2xxaLLO_t7UYmYaTzAY08FPjRox2LMHRNvrFxIg3mPnasFMTay243P_3Fv2dt_b9VwIQjig4nE9AJutuVJvXH3FpZTiihR3NPVAH7cFmGc/s400/anything-whatever1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314573263582405218&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A : What you want to drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B : Erm ... whatever la ... anything also can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : So you want anything or whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B : Arrr ... I said anything already lol ... whatever also can la ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : @$#%@^#@#%&amp;amp;^@$%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Do you like what you have read, if yes, subscribe to my blog through &lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheEndAndTheBeginningofAllTheOthers&quot;&gt;RSS&lt;/a&gt;.</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2009/03/anything-up-to-you-whatever.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9dH0SN5q00q2f6yviel-5zzHE2ElxCjNlBrWwdlt1nhcWSXcT9rxHVBAqc_I4jTDPRvcTooi7_e8LHUTlT23FzyMC7F9pGLrEj5KKoqZ3bmweVTpCKjXtGn9yf-_yQc-JwQUFszRZe88/s72-c/Up-To-You-1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-4062036315343678790</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Mar 2009 16:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-14T03:16:18.022+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Diary</category><title>One Year Ago Today ...</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL660J3a29MomMCcXzcQP4g_8oVl3U3HDM7q3w3OOb-5B4wOz5Ek_K1f1vu6hwJTpWt_LMi17YD5OH2eBmHIzybR-F-M0JLqe5y0ikteca5CVC7yw-z4PxD9qAkDQVZudozwCCYljbSTg/s1600-h/lane+1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 395px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL660J3a29MomMCcXzcQP4g_8oVl3U3HDM7q3w3OOb-5B4wOz5Ek_K1f1vu6hwJTpWt_LMi17YD5OH2eBmHIzybR-F-M0JLqe5y0ikteca5CVC7yw-z4PxD9qAkDQVZudozwCCYljbSTg/s400/lane+1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312720656862942674&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;One year ago today ...  is a day I will never ever be able to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year ago today ... I thought it was almost the end of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year ago today ... I realized how precious a life can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year ago today ... has change me a little as a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEJJrZDva-udBU6rhP1CXv_kMbAs1M3AfJrFMEYOL9e0IK6HizF1j6ZKhlFEP5ECSHEkpJDZoNaJJuXusEwAnH9Gdiv1YNbmcwO9-drIMVqvlipahSVIc4LPF-mg_4Nr-yfwleCCai9rI/s1600-h/lane2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEJJrZDva-udBU6rhP1CXv_kMbAs1M3AfJrFMEYOL9e0IK6HizF1j6ZKhlFEP5ECSHEkpJDZoNaJJuXusEwAnH9Gdiv1YNbmcwO9-drIMVqvlipahSVIc4LPF-mg_4Nr-yfwleCCai9rI/s400/lane2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312743767032865298&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;It has really been a year since the incident where I am beaten profusely and mugged. A scar, a mark or whatever you may call it, I have learn to just let it go. I am now pretty much fine and good to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Advice: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never walk alone in the wee hour of the morning/night. If you have no choice, try to get someone to accompany you. Avoid shop lots with dark narrow lanes. Avoid it like a plague. If you have to, walk by the road side. Better still, walk along the main road. Walk together with bigger crowds. Last but not least, be careful wherever you are. Be more aware of your surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Reasons: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won&#39;t have time to react. These monsters will just jump onto you all of a sudden and make their moves. And, they come in a group of 3 - 4 person. They will keep a lookout for victims. You certainly won&#39;t be able to recognize the bad from the good by just looking at strangers. When they meant it, you won&#39;t have a chance. A monster in disguise pretty much sums it all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, the incident one year ago today happens in the lanes between shop lots along Lebuh Pudu. You can basically see Menara Maybank upfront. This area is muggers&#39; favourite hotspot. I still walk there pretty much everyday. But I am more smart now one year later today. So no worries :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijVMACD2qQtfs5zISTxP7G42t1E-2_gyYFalXhM6yjMBb3AXO8N2vo9QI301xb2oR2vf5qMJR2uS3Qtv7tiwd5D318M6ATyHUx8YC7cEOXBmdeK08yIdHR_sWhyU4YwAOiEcIXhyphenhyphenjo_ns/s1600-h/lane3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijVMACD2qQtfs5zISTxP7G42t1E-2_gyYFalXhM6yjMBb3AXO8N2vo9QI301xb2oR2vf5qMJR2uS3Qtv7tiwd5D318M6ATyHUx8YC7cEOXBmdeK08yIdHR_sWhyU4YwAOiEcIXhyphenhyphenjo_ns/s400/lane3.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312746570960069970&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KL is a very charming city. I love KL. But, things changes through time. Due to the &#39;so in the box&#39; brains of the local authority and various party, Kl becomes less charming and over crowded with foreign workers. Some are nice and well behaved. Many are not though. When they couldn&#39;t find a proper income here in KL, they become muggers, pic pockets and etc. There are basically everywhere ... in rapid KL buses, on the road, in China Town (more like foreign worker town now) .... I am not being bias here! But, you can easily see it for yourself how they bring their dignity, behavior and names upon themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like what you have read, if yes, subscribe to my blog through &lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheEndAndTheBeginningofAllTheOthers&quot;&gt;RSS&lt;/a&gt;.</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-year-ago-today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL660J3a29MomMCcXzcQP4g_8oVl3U3HDM7q3w3OOb-5B4wOz5Ek_K1f1vu6hwJTpWt_LMi17YD5OH2eBmHIzybR-F-M0JLqe5y0ikteca5CVC7yw-z4PxD9qAkDQVZudozwCCYljbSTg/s72-c/lane+1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-6740228648678146619</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2009 16:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-08T10:32:20.251+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Music</category><title>F * * K You (Explicit)</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;The other day I was reading through Sunday Star newspaper. Flipping through, I stopped at music section and I was like ... &quot;Wow! Lily Allen&#39;s second album was already released&quot;. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;
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I have been a fan of Lily Allen since her critically acclaimed debut album 2 years ago. &#39;Littlest Thing&#39; has got to be my favourite. Lily is a British singer songwriter, known for her sweet saccharine pop songs. I know you must be thinking that yeah, she is just another spoiled pop star. Nothing special whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, no she is not. I can assure you that. She is the smartest songwriter in the business. She has something unique which will definitely distant herself from the rest ... particularly Katy Perry. Her songs are very catchy and easy to dance to. But, what you truly need to do is to listen to the lyric of her songs. There is a story behind every song. Remember &#39;Alfie&#39; where she sings about her brother ... or &#39;LDN&#39; where she sings about London ... or &#39;Smile&#39; where she sings about her ex-boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;
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One song that caught my attention this time is this song called - F**k You. Hurh, you say! Sounded obscene and rude isn&#39;t it. Haha. Well, you&#39;ve got to listen to the lyric to know what the song is about. This song has been playing in my head for a couple of days now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;F**k You is actually her very own farewell song to the man that is George Bush. It may be old news to us now. Though this song is a harsh commentary on the Bush years, the song presents itself in a sarcastically upbeat tone. The first time I heard it, I was like ... LMAO ... this is so funny. Listen to her British accent too. I find British accent very sexy and attractive lol.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you do have the time, do search for the &#39;censored&#39; version of &#39;F**K You&#39;. This version is so very silly. I can&#39;t help but to laugh each time hearing it. Okay. Imagine each time the lyric &#39;F**K You&#39; came up, it is replaced with the sound of animals. I heard the sound of horse neighing, chicken clucking, cat meowing and duck quacking. LMAO !!! Damn funny ...&lt;br /&gt;
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What are you waiting for? Dedicate this song to someone you hate ... you don&#39;t have to harbor the anger ...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;Do you like what you have read, if yes, subscribe to my blog through &lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheEndAndTheBeginningofAllTheOthers&quot;&gt;RSS&lt;/a&gt;.</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2009/03/f-k-you-explicit.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-5060502970755800060</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Mar 2009 09:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-07T18:32:22.755+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Diary</category><title>My first week working at Mediavest</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;It has been a week since I posted anything new here. In my previous post, I mentioned that I will start working this week. Its the end of the week :) How is it then? Hmm! ... All I can say is thank God everything went smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty tired each time I reached home. Thus, I was tired and my mind was empty. So, blog was neglected. I did reply to all the kind comments though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipbyfOcjBlG-DBqu80cg18okdsKDvMxusjbGtMuVW-GEKS3JXZDevuugPA1bHWadoxzim4shFzpCbSX34mPYi1_MfGBHzZCgwbGoN1g_tb0lc2COANfBUeXHZkJPLa5dP2u5YRYDn9eVc/s1600-h/Olympia.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipbyfOcjBlG-DBqu80cg18okdsKDvMxusjbGtMuVW-GEKS3JXZDevuugPA1bHWadoxzim4shFzpCbSX34mPYi1_MfGBHzZCgwbGoN1g_tb0lc2COANfBUeXHZkJPLa5dP2u5YRYDn9eVc/s400/Olympia.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310375465315345586&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;You see ... my office is located at Menara Olympia, Jalan Raja Chulan. Me, I live in Section 25 Shah Alam. Without all the silly traffic jams and the bad weather, I can basically reach office or my home in around 30 - 45 minutes. But, as KL being KL and Federal Highway being Federal Highway, it is not possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a bus on Monday at 7.00 a.m. to Pudu. It took me 1 hour and 30 minutes to reach my destination. The worse thing was standing all the way there. Damn! Going back, again I took a bus home. Guess what, the queue was so damn mighty long. I ended up standing all the way home. Again, damn! I reached home in a pretty bad mood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To avoid another &#39;Monday&#39;, I took KTM commuter to work. I drove to the nearest station, parked my car there and took the 7.04 a.m. train. Okay, damn again! The train was pack with passengers. On the way to KL Central, the train became more and more pack ... like a can of sardine. On the bright side, the train took 45 minutes to reach KL Sentral. From there, I took LRT to Masjid Jamek. Damn! There was so many people queuing up to enter the train. I had no choice but to wait a little longer to get a place in the train. It was certainly more pack than a can of sardines ... a pancake really! On my way home, gosh ... the weather was so bad. As I reached Masjid Jamek LRT station, I was wondering why everyone was standing at the entrance of the station. An officer told me that LRT was suffering from a power failure. Not wanting to waste any more time there, I walked to the good old KL railway station for the next commuter back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, Tuesday was just as bad as Monday ... lol. Wednesday to Friday was much better. Though I had to stand all the way, there was less disruption. I avoided LRT for good. From now onwards, I will only take commuter to work. The downside of it is that I have to walk a little further to reach my office and back to the old railway station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read my previous post, I am sure you will be thinking that I am walking too much again. Well, what choice do I have? I try to walk in a more relax way ... not too fast and not too much force already. What more can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than all the troubles getting to my office, everything went well in the office. I will be taking over from my colleague, Mei, who left the company Friday yesterday. Frankly speaking, I haven&#39;t even master much of her job scope. I am a little nervous right now thinking how am I gonna survive and go through my new job scope next week. What am I to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUnektvFK7fVYYb4kRTcT-7P7ondYo_oNE_Q3lMVuMJucF2uSpN3WXlOME14nGyWIznYcnsk0iim8HBRUwTZ0VDYGj59L6HLgzgmKME8wXLooI6wvLpQD1tLUBP75Bfv_FToh3nGo9-vg/s1600-h/Me+and+Mei.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUnektvFK7fVYYb4kRTcT-7P7ondYo_oNE_Q3lMVuMJucF2uSpN3WXlOME14nGyWIznYcnsk0iim8HBRUwTZ0VDYGj59L6HLgzgmKME8wXLooI6wvLpQD1tLUBP75Bfv_FToh3nGo9-vg/s400/Me+and+Mei.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310383337699835202&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Mei, thank you so much for your guidance, kindness and friendliness. If only you can work a little longer ... or don&#39;t leave at all. After all, I haven&#39;t even learn everything from you yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, my boss Joanne Chong and my senior Wan-yi are very helpful, friendly and kind. I am glad and happy to be able to learn from them. On my first week itself, I already did several reports, a presentation and a briefing session besides getting to know and understand Mei&#39;s job scope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ2B8ZLaSBsvHN6WHlx8Bpk_vxlQVHS9b5QdSb6JHxZO-P_bO5bukWo4egdKwPgUzlonScyReMlk9uHOaOveq1zjElD3rKd1MG5GadZGYYrU4c_AHHJI0ti97gohciRejczaPB5ZsN1Qs/s1600-h/My+desk.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ2B8ZLaSBsvHN6WHlx8Bpk_vxlQVHS9b5QdSb6JHxZO-P_bO5bukWo4egdKwPgUzlonScyReMlk9uHOaOveq1zjElD3rKd1MG5GadZGYYrU4c_AHHJI0ti97gohciRejczaPB5ZsN1Qs/s400/My+desk.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310385159459514818&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;As you can see from the image above, that&#39;s where I am sitting right now. Oops! Ignore my breakfast will you :) My desk is pretty messy at the moment. A lot of the things are not mine. But, I am not bothered to arrange as I will be shifting yet again next week to Mei&#39;s desk. So, I will just shift my notebook, some documents, my magazines and my stationery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&#39;s about it. Have a nice weekend ahead :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like what you have read, if yes, subscribe to my blog through &lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheEndAndTheBeginningofAllTheOthers&quot;&gt;RSS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-first-week-working-at-mediavest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipbyfOcjBlG-DBqu80cg18okdsKDvMxusjbGtMuVW-GEKS3JXZDevuugPA1bHWadoxzim4shFzpCbSX34mPYi1_MfGBHzZCgwbGoN1g_tb0lc2COANfBUeXHZkJPLa5dP2u5YRYDn9eVc/s72-c/Olympia.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-8347591312825595955</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 14:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-01T22:25:02.150+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ramblings</category><title>On work and leg ramblings</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;It is the month of March now. And, March is a total stranger, at least to me. I will start working on the second of March. A little nervous ... yes ... how can I not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;My 1st day at work ... My 1st job after graduation ... My 1st step towards my &#39;baby-like&#39; career ... bla bla bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Maybe I am pressuring myself a little too much. I do have high expectation and I intend to reach it sooner rather than later. Somehow, I am making a mental note to myself -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Just do your best, okay. Don&#39;t think too much. Don&#39;t let your brain cause you mental restlessness.&quot; &lt;/blockquote&gt;The reason being that I am a person who are always tempted to take on too much, only to discover that I am unable to meet my commitments. My friends told me that I am always full of confidence and knowing what I am doing. The truth is that I am the least sure of myself. I am a huge self-doubter. As always though, I wouldn&#39;t dream of showing this side of me to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, no more rambling for now. Last Monday, I went for a short simple medical checkup. I had been having pains in my legs for several months already. I thought it was a shin splint (Tibial Stress Syndrome) as it pained it that lower part area. Such injury is no laughing matter for your information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgR5Ym8FB2xIROxQZS_uT8dnGwEmdI4erO2W7v4W76mqbBkLsn7KCs1hmh1GbrhI-Z2U_5lqdG9Fwz12E4Qxe4SygGY-vWsQoz3jKgKMm6rOP3yGPlXxKEhUgRq4VEWpFn85xyPi_O3jk/s1600-h/leg.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgR5Ym8FB2xIROxQZS_uT8dnGwEmdI4erO2W7v4W76mqbBkLsn7KCs1hmh1GbrhI-Z2U_5lqdG9Fwz12E4Qxe4SygGY-vWsQoz3jKgKMm6rOP3yGPlXxKEhUgRq4VEWpFn85xyPi_O3jk/s400/leg.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308220358657065570&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: What is the matter with you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Both my legs are in pain. *Showing the doctor my legs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: What do you think cause the pain? What have you been doing?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I think I walk too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: How long your walk last usually?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Erm, approximately 1 hour every day for more than a year the last 2 1/2 years. And, that&#39;s not even counting the time where I walk to school every day for 3 years many years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Any other symptoms? Fever, flu, ...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nope. Only my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Put you leg up and let me have a look.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Show the doctor my leg*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor did some simple diagnosis to see if there was something not right with my legs. I was actually hoping that the doctor would x-ray my legs. But, nope. The doctor told me that would be a waste of money. Even a full body checkup for me would be a waste of money according to the doctor. Apparently, to the doctor, I am still very young and that I will only need full body checkup when I am in my 30&#39;s. Hmm ... my brain tells me that it is not quite right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the diagnosis, it ended up not like what I thought it would be. The doctor said everything was fine. Nothing was wrong. It was just a normal pain and I was given 30 tablets of paracetamol (What! 30 tablets ...). Well, either my self-diagnosis failed miserably or the doctor made a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think I should do? Traditional medicine? Sinseh? Leave it as it is? I am putting some ointment every night right now! But, the pain is still there ... both leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like what you have read, if yes, subscribe to my blog through &lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheEndAndTheBeginningofAllTheOthers&quot;&gt;RSS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-work-and-leg-ramblings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgR5Ym8FB2xIROxQZS_uT8dnGwEmdI4erO2W7v4W76mqbBkLsn7KCs1hmh1GbrhI-Z2U_5lqdG9Fwz12E4Qxe4SygGY-vWsQoz3jKgKMm6rOP3yGPlXxKEhUgRq4VEWpFn85xyPi_O3jk/s72-c/leg.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3553913556158068117.post-4507486266458937904</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Feb 2009 05:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-28T01:05:49.948+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Animal cruelty</category><title>Seal Hunt 2009 ...  An Update</title><description>I had been a little slow at updating my blog this week :) I was actually hoping that the entry - &#39;&lt;a href=&quot;http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2009/02/seal-hunt-2009.html&quot;&gt;Seal Hunt 2009&lt;/a&gt;&#39; will sank in a little further and deeper among all my readers and visitors. Is it working? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1mKGrgwPvhvNuMGwnQ_rXC9jQ8tO71sgc2eLGe_uoJGD2AufluYXQL5rUF6EyXTQJy57SwIM0tro2P3h37h76akHmasxnU5RwbMIb3bmxQC41LsKfW6-DCTf1YbYcUQDEWes71XI906w/s1600-h/Seal.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 394px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1mKGrgwPvhvNuMGwnQ_rXC9jQ8tO71sgc2eLGe_uoJGD2AufluYXQL5rUF6EyXTQJy57SwIM0tro2P3h37h76akHmasxnU5RwbMIb3bmxQC41LsKfW6-DCTf1YbYcUQDEWes71XI906w/s400/Seal.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307429454762732450&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of this entry, I&#39;ve got some little updates on the &#39;Seal Hunt 2009&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;The Bad News&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apparently, the hunting of seals are happening right &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! In Canada, provincial and federal officials authorized and endorsed the slaughter of around 2,200 grey seal pups earlier this month. Location: Cape Breton, Nova Scotia, Canada.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEient3JZxrwWp1Cb65UwYZjxy1NjCH6Yli6TsAOKAGmGeMlGwnPNH5cl-4z9pP8j19C25hmPlUrvu42SKjPovX1GCBsM2BzcY-kswf5CDnbhG74-aCoIkurIlagIJp_HY2n34fxBL8KI5U/s1600-h/grey+seal+pup.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEient3JZxrwWp1Cb65UwYZjxy1NjCH6Yli6TsAOKAGmGeMlGwnPNH5cl-4z9pP8j19C25hmPlUrvu42SKjPovX1GCBsM2BzcY-kswf5CDnbhG74-aCoIkurIlagIJp_HY2n34fxBL8KI5U/s400/grey+seal+pup.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307430256284131634&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year, the slaughtering in Canada will be allowed until the 14th of March. About 20 to 30 sealers are expected to participate in this slaughtering. Seal pups will be herded into groups and clubbed to death. The age of the seal pups are around 8 weeks old. Tools used: Bat and Hakarpik - wooden bats with hammer head and metal hoot at the end.&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf7VWm6PdN1LjF_q8t4Gnq0xgtnqOAVmqHlFlgN3QAoMYiBjJIhiOIKtUZgSLbnqVSvRQWBDH066jinxJzwnGfWW7-OUu8LskgiuG5ccrKLsSN9ZTKUX759rpaqL26qYhM9tUoc-V-P_4/s1600-h/Hakapik.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 202px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf7VWm6PdN1LjF_q8t4Gnq0xgtnqOAVmqHlFlgN3QAoMYiBjJIhiOIKtUZgSLbnqVSvRQWBDH066jinxJzwnGfWW7-OUu8LskgiuG5ccrKLsSN9ZTKUX759rpaqL26qYhM9tUoc-V-P_4/s400/Hakapik.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307521599714698002&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;The Good News&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;However, it is good to hear that the hunt faced some tough challenges from the weather in some areas (mother nature is helping the seals too?). With a combination of bad weather and processing plant difficulties, the hunt which are to be commenced on Hay Island slowed to a halt. FYI, Hay Island is a Protected Wildnerness Area (What are them sealers doing there anyway?).&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhku0hjVdZzNhIrsFUPzuf9jMopPAmDtilw3b1eLO7Weqzy-6QZ_ec5R1rMP1p7oO1HGR94HmIG3o-nYWz4pHmW8lz08M0UF-fTtAVdh7anBbaspVhdVex92ApGXU1fFZhNUb0ILQsBy68/s1600-h/Seal+clubbing.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhku0hjVdZzNhIrsFUPzuf9jMopPAmDtilw3b1eLO7Weqzy-6QZ_ec5R1rMP1p7oO1HGR94HmIG3o-nYWz4pHmW8lz08M0UF-fTtAVdh7anBbaspVhdVex92ApGXU1fFZhNUb0ILQsBy68/s400/Seal+clubbing.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307517801430628930&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Russian government has banned the hunting of baby seals in the regions surrounding the White Sea. &quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Seal hunting is a bloody industry. It is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt; clear that it should have been banned a long time ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&quot; said Russia&#39;s Prime Minister Vladimir Putin. Way to go, Prime Minister Vladimir Putin. I hope Canada&#39;s Prime Minister Stephen Harper will take a leaf out of you!&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLjUVg2uFriHS9LKs0Zu3cgfVtgQq4_LnJzhKcdp1Mtzpa9tIbgHM4C0RGR7EWKD5tInpakjvEU5WilPbUAd8UcBiY2IM3lxn9rnYghrMbJA6_LohRJLwNiGJURhEV7EPtxwB4oCnQZMo/s1600-h/vladimir+putin.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLjUVg2uFriHS9LKs0Zu3cgfVtgQq4_LnJzhKcdp1Mtzpa9tIbgHM4C0RGR7EWKD5tInpakjvEU5WilPbUAd8UcBiY2IM3lxn9rnYghrMbJA6_LohRJLwNiGJURhEV7EPtxwB4oCnQZMo/s400/vladimir+putin.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307519151861864818&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might like these entries too:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2009/02/seal-hunt-2009.html&quot;&gt;Seal Hunt 2009 (9)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2008/11/true-story-of-street-dog-named-jonah.html&quot;&gt;A True Story of A Street Dog Names Jonah (12)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2008/12/tribute-to-jonah-street-dog.html&quot;&gt;A tribute to Jonah the street dog (4)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2009/01/report-this-facebook-group.html&quot;&gt;Report this Facebook group!!! 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(4)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Do you like what you have read, if yes, subscribe to my blog through &lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheEndAndTheBeginningofAllTheOthers&quot;&gt;RSS&lt;/a&gt;.</description><link>http://jasonmighty.blogspot.com/2009/02/seal-hunt-2009-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jasonmighty)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1mKGrgwPvhvNuMGwnQ_rXC9jQ8tO71sgc2eLGe_uoJGD2AufluYXQL5rUF6EyXTQJy57SwIM0tro2P3h37h76akHmasxnU5RwbMIb3bmxQC41LsKfW6-DCTf1YbYcUQDEWes71XI906w/s72-c/Seal.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item></channel></rss>