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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2enclosuresfull.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 03:19:49 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Jolene's Space</title><description>A blog about myself, pets, foods, shoppings, movies, celebrities...etc.</description><link>http://www.jolenespace.com/</link><managingEditor>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>197</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/MYEW" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/myew" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><itunes:owner><itunes:email>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle>A blog about myself, pets, foods, shoppings, movies, celebrities...etc.</itunes:subtitle><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-1498135128025052622</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Feb 2010 03:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-08T23:18:48.172-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">myself</category><title>I love you, mum</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/S3DXxKzF8zI/AAAAAAAABT8/dai6P8zFpUg/s1600-h/18062_290145542981_715647981_3515956_3553603_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/S3DXxKzF8zI/AAAAAAAABT8/dai6P8zFpUg/s400/18062_290145542981_715647981_3515956_3553603_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436081989948404530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just heard a bad news from my sister, my mother was fall down from the hill side, and hurt her face badly....there is a moment, i'm not dare to look at my mother....i'm such a bad daughter....I still remember how my mother took care of me when i met accident last time, she was so sad, even sad than me.. I can saw her tears coming out from her eyes when she saw me in pain. I don't want my mother to get hurt. She is like an angel to me, treat me so good until nobody can reach it. No matter what happen, how bad am i, she will accept me, and forgive me. I still remember last time when i told her i want to be an air stewardess, she was strongly disagreed with me, but at the end, she still accompany me to kl for the interview. Mom, i hope you can get well soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-1498135128025052622?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/7IeBbQl0mUc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/7IeBbQl0mUc/i-love-you-mum.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/S3DXxKzF8zI/AAAAAAAABT8/dai6P8zFpUg/s72-c/18062_290145542981_715647981_3515956_3553603_n.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2010/02/i-love-you-mum.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-7529016342937246538</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Feb 2010 16:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-03T08:56:43.204-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">myself</category><title>Bad day</title><description>Today is a bad day... today is a bad bad day.... I don't feel this before, this is the first time i feel that all the bad things is happening on me... First is the money issue, second is my personality issue, and third is what? OMG.... Can i never wake up from my dream??? Today,  i feel so tired, and my mood is super low, i think i should go to bed now. But before that, this is the last thing i want to say.... I feel happy in writing my blog.  Blog is the place that i can express my feeling.  And i don't feel afraid of anything, even if my blog will turn up to be a gossip someday... because i know, those who are reading my blog, they are my friends, and i trust them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-7529016342937246538?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/w73jQhNGivg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/w73jQhNGivg/bad-day.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2010/02/bad-day.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-5970128195871531549</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jan 2010 17:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-21T10:15:46.806-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">myself</category><title>Stop crying</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/S1iX-z-8pNI/AAAAAAAABT0/1rjuvMUEmow/s1600-h/cry_l.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429256456157045970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/S1iX-z-8pNI/AAAAAAAABT0/1rjuvMUEmow/s400/cry_l.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think everyone will have their own problem, i have mine too, but is it really need to express it in front of people? As for me, i like to keep it as secret, i don't feel that tell anyone is the way to solve the problem. Moreover, it will be worse if you suddenly cannot control yourself, and cry in front of your friends when you are trying to express it. I feel ashame of crying, cry means you are weak. I forgot since when i'm stop crying, because cry doesn't solve your problem, and the only way to solve your problem is yourself. You must find a way to solve it rather than spend your time crying. Try to amuse yourself, think something happy, because laughter is always better than wasting your tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-5970128195871531549?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/tYI-u2zq0p8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/tYI-u2zq0p8/stop-crying.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/S1iX-z-8pNI/AAAAAAAABT0/1rjuvMUEmow/s72-c/cry_l.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2010/01/stop-crying.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-4065813091998164870</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Jan 2010 05:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-21T09:41:54.935-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">myself</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movie</category><title>Korean's storm is coming...</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/S0wKpgAKsXI/AAAAAAAABTs/s63qOW8Qf7w/s1600-h/watch-my-fair-lady-full-video-epiosdes-online-free-stream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425723359156154738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/S0wKpgAKsXI/AAAAAAAABTs/s63qOW8Qf7w/s400/watch-my-fair-lady-full-video-epiosdes-online-free-stream.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What am i doing in my previous weekend?? I went back to my hometown, the small and beautiful island, Penang... I went back with my boyfriend, he need to attend his bbf wedding party at Alor Setar... Hmmm, you know how silly am i? I forgot to bring my wallet, and left it at my boyfriend's car when he drop me at Penang. So? Whole weekend at Penang without driving, because i have no driving license with me. So so boringzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to watch Korean drama for my weekend... I kinda like the drama, keep watching, keep watching until it has finished...I can't believe i can spend my whole weekend in watching drama, without hanging out with friends...haha, what's a "meaningful" weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the drama i mention just now quite nice, it is called "My Fair Lady". The story between a rich girl and a poor guy, and this is the story i like so far... Besides, it was played by my favourite's actress, Yoon Eun-kyeong, she is so cute, and pretty of course...Anyway, if you have nothing to do in this weekend, why not go for this drama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the song in the movie, called "I love you", i want to introduce it to you. &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)" href="http://www.4shared.com/file/194817934/47ebb45a/My_Fair_Lady_OST_15_-_I_Love_Y.html"&gt;Download it&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-4065813091998164870?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/HbfxpXB0RqM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/HbfxpXB0RqM/koreans-storm-is-coming.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/S0wKpgAKsXI/AAAAAAAABTs/s63qOW8Qf7w/s72-c/watch-my-fair-lady-full-video-epiosdes-online-free-stream.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2010/01/koreans-storm-is-coming.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-7445935728613344911</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Dec 2009 09:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-29T09:00:28.855-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">games</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">myself</category><title>My new PS3 (Lightning Limited Edition)</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SznGOHSSi_I/AAAAAAAABTc/YS6x8-Az_Y8/s1600-h/ff13-gamecover-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SznGOHSSi_I/AAAAAAAABTc/YS6x8-Az_Y8/s400/ff13-gamecover-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420581572293331954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/Szo1l2et2lI/AAAAAAAABTk/-pl9ZGmXgzg/s1600-h/DSCN2301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/Szo1l2et2lI/AAAAAAAABTk/-pl9ZGmXgzg/s400/DSCN2301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420704025889593938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have bought myself a brand new PS3, a final fantasy 13 Lightning limited edition set. I like it because of the pink color, this is the only ps3 console with pink color, it looks more girlish. But it's also cost me 1690 bucks to own it, ya, it's expensive. I know I'm kinda waste money, but i feel no regret at all, i mean although the price is quite high, but it's worth for me. Besides playing games, i can use it to watch bluray movies too, is good to experiencing the bluray effect. If you had try it before, you will know what i'm talking about, the quality is beyond everything, i can't even describe how good the quality is...hahaha, anyway, i feel so happy to own it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i din't mention before that i'm a fans of Final Fantasy Series. I love it since my father bought me the first version of Play Station, I started to play Final Fantasy 7, the classic one... I think i'm just 12 years old at that time, I love that game very much, especially the story line, and the characters, Cloud and Tifa... After that, Final Fantasy 8 and 10 came out, I love the romance between Squall with Rinoa and Tidus with Yuna. But, i had skipped Final Fantasy 9, and 12. Because of the story i think, not attact me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i wait until Final Fantasy 13 came out, i have high expectation on it, the game is moving to High Definition, everything is clearer now. Lightning is the female lead of the game, it was the second time that use female lead after Final Fantasy X-2. I started to play the game, it was nice, the characters all looks very cool, but the only problem is the japanese words, i can't understand even a word. lolx... i think i should wait for the english version then, is going to release at next year, March.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-7445935728613344911?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/51KIW2WdX6Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/51KIW2WdX6Y/my-new-ps3-lightning-limited-edition.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SznGOHSSi_I/AAAAAAAABTc/YS6x8-Az_Y8/s72-c/ff13-gamecover-001.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/12/my-new-ps3-lightning-limited-edition.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-5391442976753096419</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 10:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-18T02:47:16.959-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pets</category><title>A little treat bout my dogs</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Long time no post about my dogs dy, so here is a little treat about my dogs that i take it recently...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/Sytc7Jn_kBI/AAAAAAAABTU/D7aMuDslnrM/s1600-h/DSCN2297.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/Sytc7Jn_kBI/AAAAAAAABTU/D7aMuDslnrM/s400/DSCN2297.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416525148108853266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/Sytc0Ag1BNI/AAAAAAAABTM/kXPWTFNL-pc/s1600-h/DSCN2280.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/Sytc0Ag1BNI/AAAAAAAABTM/kXPWTFNL-pc/s400/DSCN2280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416525025403798738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SytcnY7-DMI/AAAAAAAABS8/HWewgRB4f1w/s400/DSCN2253.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416524808621788354" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SytcrGSCiHI/AAAAAAAABTE/NzClPHbiTnA/s1600-h/DSCN2262.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SytcrGSCiHI/AAAAAAAABTE/NzClPHbiTnA/s1600-h/DSCN2262.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SytcrGSCiHI/AAAAAAAABTE/NzClPHbiTnA/s400/DSCN2262.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416524872333559922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Didi, Bebe's son... haha, i din put much of his photo here...he don't like camera too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-5391442976753096419?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/QWoC0QMhXB4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/QWoC0QMhXB4/little-treat-bout-my-dogs.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/Sytc7Jn_kBI/AAAAAAAABTU/D7aMuDslnrM/s72-c/DSCN2297.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/12/little-treat-bout-my-dogs.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-8186813436127736235</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Dec 2009 15:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-13T21:32:59.987-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">myself</category><title>My new toy</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SyUFs7VI_aI/AAAAAAAABS0/lFuSZxPvqOY/s1600-h/DSCN2251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SyUFs7VI_aI/AAAAAAAABS0/lFuSZxPvqOY/s400/DSCN2251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414740396381633954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just went to "the mines" shopping, in order to get this toy. I have my Public Bank credit card, so i'm entitle to get the free gift if i spend over 200 bucks. Here's come my favourite's toy, Alvin and the chipmunks... But it is too bad that i can't collect the 3 of them, i just able to get Alvin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-8186813436127736235?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/B5zEctnO884" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/B5zEctnO884/my-new-toy.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SyUFs7VI_aI/AAAAAAAABS0/lFuSZxPvqOY/s72-c/DSCN2251.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/12/my-new-toy.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-1687013186483807913</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 06:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-10T12:27:32.253-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">myself</category><title>Being single</title><description>I have a girl friend recently being dump by her boyfriend, she called me, and told me how bad he treat her before they broke up. She feel herself very pity, and she feel like want to die. What i can do is to console her, i told her many things, some sort like there is still a lots of guys out there, there is still a lots of chances. But she disagreed with me, she said that i din't suffer this kind of pain before, how can i understand how she feel right now, she only want "him", and there is no other guy who can replace him. Furthermore, she can't accept being "single".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not that kind of person that have a lots of experiences in this, but i'm enjoy single. Being single you can do a lots of thing which you cannot do when you are having a relationship. Such as going out late without the need to inform your partner, meeting a hot guy without the need to explain to your partner, eat whatever we like, and do whatever we like without the need to negotiate with your partner. Are that not fun enough? But for sure, having a relationship would have it's own excitement too. But since we can't find a good guy now, so why not we enjoy being single?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-1687013186483807913?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/cKyXSY2NKZU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/cKyXSY2NKZU/being-single.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/12/being-single.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-1955425790363647932</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 07:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-04T08:17:41.153-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">myself</category><title>Some updates about me</title><description>After a week of studying, i still can't get what is Spring Framework... I feel like i have no mood in studying, maybe because of my financial problem. I had worked for more than half year, but what do i get? i can't save even a cent... I try to think, is there anything i can do to increase my income?? Everytime when i have no money, i would tell myself:  "Never mind, i will get rich... Not now, but maybe later..."  That's why..., my mother always said that i'm dreaming. No doubt, i like to dream. Inside my dream, i am ultimate, i can do whatever things i like, but in reality, i 'm just nothing. I can't even buy myself a proper dress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad lar...when only i can earn more money, when only i deserve a better life? And yet, this is not the saddest thing i'm facing right now, there is still a lot of things which is waiting for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, is time to stop the sad thing already... I can always be happy if i don't think about it... Good news for me now, my boss just told me that he will confirm me by this month, and will talk to me about my increment thing also... haha, at last, there is something which will makes me happy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-1955425790363647932?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/PnBh3YnaSx4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/PnBh3YnaSx4/some-updates-about-me.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/12/some-updates-about-me.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-5218378427599682060</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 22:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-30T15:47:15.536-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">java</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pets</category><title>Cutie Pet Community prototype</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SutsQv7S-0I/AAAAAAAABSs/ICdY17bb0-0/s1600-h/myloginpage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SutsQv7S-0I/AAAAAAAABSs/ICdY17bb0-0/s400/myloginpage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398527613332552514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finish create the first page of my web system. Oh ya, forgot to tell you what system i 'm doing right now. It is actually about a pet community which allow user to upload their pet's photo and make a profile for their pets and then they can interact with all of the pet's owner who is using the system. But now is still the beginning la, i don't know how long i need to take to finish it. Anyway, i just want to share it at here with you, and if any progress, i will upload at here too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-5218378427599682060?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/D43KPYdoGS8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/D43KPYdoGS8/cutie-pet-community-prototype.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SutsQv7S-0I/AAAAAAAABSs/ICdY17bb0-0/s72-c/myloginpage.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/10/cutie-pet-community-prototype.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-7797842977833183788</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 04:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T21:46:38.103-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">celebrity</category><title>Hot or not: Kristen Stewart</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SufMlYyvYYI/AAAAAAAABSk/0wuVj5XC1tM/s1600-h/432925E8F3F22DA3883E782DB4597F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SufMlYyvYYI/AAAAAAAABSk/0wuVj5XC1tM/s400/432925E8F3F22DA3883E782DB4597F.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397507621109326210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kristen Stewart, or better known as Bella Swan, the one that fell in love  with a vampire in the Twilight trilogies, is an unlikely style icon. Known to  walk the red carpet in sneakers, this unusual beauty has thousands of fans  trying to copy her 80’s grunge look, especially when she stepped out with a  funky mullet for her portrayal of singer Joan Jett in 'The Runaways'.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She started her acting career at the tender age of eight after an agent  spotted her in her elementary school’s Christmas play and had her first  nonspeaking part in the movie ‘The Thirteenth Year.’ But she is better known for  being in movies such as 'Panic Room', 'Zathura', 'In the Land of Women',  'Adventureland', 'The Messenger' and of course 'Twilight'. And unknown to many,  Kristen is also gifted when it comes to playing the guitar and singing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Although her choice of style leans more towards sneakers, leather jackets,  ripped jeans, hoodies and shades of grey and black, this vampire loving belle  says that she loves Chanel and simple, classy pretty things.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kristen may think that her look is too messy and boring, but isn’t that what  being a style icon is? To set your own trend instead of following the  masses?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And about the thousands of girls trying to copy her look, well, maybe they're  hoping it would bag them a vampire or two and preferably one that looks like  Edward Cullen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Source from MSN Entertainment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-7797842977833183788?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/ZrhgV5Eo-88" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/ZrhgV5Eo-88/hot-or-not-kristen-stewart.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SufMlYyvYYI/AAAAAAAABSk/0wuVj5XC1tM/s72-c/432925E8F3F22DA3883E782DB4597F.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/10/hot-or-not-kristen-stewart.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-7579618637029665575</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 04:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T09:24:17.021-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">java</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">myself</category><title>Java life...</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SuZ2jPXOf0I/AAAAAAAABSc/1KneRvoe3JM/s1600-h/java.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SuZ2jPXOf0I/AAAAAAAABSc/1KneRvoe3JM/s400/java.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397131551241568066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recently i'm working on my own web system, &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i plan to write a web system for myself, but i haven't think to write what kind of system. I know if we want to learn something, we must always exercise it. Currently i'm working as a java developer, i have learn a lot of things which i don't learn at school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. Java is very much interesting which i don't even discovered it when i study at University last time. I'm glad that i have the opportunity to learn this language. By the way, i am still a beginner here, so i will spend more time in learning this language. Any updates on my new system, i will post it at here and share it with you all. Stay tune...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-7579618637029665575?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/pcGFB5-_sbo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/pcGFB5-_sbo/java-life.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SuZ2jPXOf0I/AAAAAAAABSc/1KneRvoe3JM/s72-c/java.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/10/java-life.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-3337578812626126345</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 07:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-17T00:38:45.274-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sales</category><title>Credit cards</title><description>Recently i just started my new part time job as a credit card's agent, hope to share it here with you.&lt;br /&gt;You can log on to &lt;a href="http://forum.lowyat.net/topic/1193740"&gt;http://forum.lowyat.net/topic/1193740&lt;/a&gt; to know more about it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-3337578812626126345?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/P7QdHvleKmI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/P7QdHvleKmI/credit-cards.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/10/credit-cards.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-1240724693387578011</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 20:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-16T13:37:13.826-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">myself</category><title>Secret</title><description>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393299246882536130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/StjZFxHQusI/AAAAAAAABSU/ZQR8zsELBS0/s400/secret.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm, hi there!! It has been quite a long time i haven't touch my blog. I don't know since when i have stop writting, the only reason i can say is i want to keep everything as my secret. Eh... never laugh at me when i say the word "secret". I know... my friends always compliant that i can't keep any secret, although i really want to. But sometimes ... i just out of control, the moment i tell myself don't blow it out, but the next moment i have already failed to control myself... It is honest to tell you this, so think before telling me any secret, coz it will turn up into a gossip someday. Scared? You know i'm not kidding, right? But..but..but, you don't ask me about my secret, coz i won't tell you anything... haha, maybe this is the characteristic of gemini. If you are a gemini too, tell me, are you a good secret keeper?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-1240724693387578011?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/Gv9uihuiKr4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/Gv9uihuiKr4/secret.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/StjZFxHQusI/AAAAAAAABSU/ZQR8zsELBS0/s72-c/secret.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/10/secret.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-5595832570627862737</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 17:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-09T23:52:38.195-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pets</category><title>Don's photo update</title><description>Finally, I just got back my camera from my friend...  Don't know why, Don seems don't like to take photo. When i aim my camera to him, he will definitely move away his face. I try very hard only manage to take this few shots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister say he looks like a prince, I think is because of his curly hair. She used to call him Prince Don. Lolz, i think what i need to do now is to buy him a prince suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356515927523333714" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SlYq2yXAFlI/AAAAAAAABSM/yHiUmwt22P4/s400/DSCN1878.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SlYqyDiQ2iI/AAAAAAAABSE/a5bqhHeiJ9U/s1600-h/DSCN1896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356515846234626594" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SlYqyDiQ2iI/AAAAAAAABSE/a5bqhHeiJ9U/s400/DSCN1896.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He likes to kiss me on my face...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-5595832570627862737?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/lMeCQ6p5ToQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/lMeCQ6p5ToQ/don-picture-update.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SlYq2yXAFlI/AAAAAAAABSM/yHiUmwt22P4/s72-c/DSCN1878.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/07/don-picture-update.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-4972364403167484094</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jun 2009 05:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-28T22:48:56.594-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pets</category><title>My new poodle, Don</title><description>Finally i got my own toy poodle, his name is call Don. He is very cute and adorable. I cant believe that this is real, he looks exactly like a toy, and his fur is damn nice. But the thing is i currently stay at condo, and i know that pets is always not allowed inside a condo. Futhermore, Don likes to bark a lot, when he hungry or he want to go toilet, he will bark. I still don't know how to handle this problem, coz if he keep on bark like that, people will compliant, and i will end up receive a warning letter to move away my pet. Very headache, I really don't know how to stop Don from barking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SkhRGcIf9ZI/AAAAAAAABR8/a8NvjcmpoqQ/s1600-h/DSCN1761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352617328202741138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SkhRGcIf9ZI/AAAAAAAABR8/a8NvjcmpoqQ/s400/DSCN1761.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SkhQtQHuEpI/AAAAAAAABR0/KsNuzAN6uKw/s1600-h/DSCN1759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352616895481516690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SkhQtQHuEpI/AAAAAAAABR0/KsNuzAN6uKw/s400/DSCN1759.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-4972364403167484094?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/WkLSRE9HC6w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/WkLSRE9HC6w/my-new-poodle-don.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SkhRGcIf9ZI/AAAAAAAABR8/a8NvjcmpoqQ/s72-c/DSCN1761.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">13</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/06/my-new-poodle-don.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-6029871207042163089</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Jun 2009 18:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-28T22:52:36.852-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">foods</category><title>Subang Bak Ku Teh</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SkewHpiJBuI/AAAAAAAABRs/zs9L8_sE7Os/s1600-h/Subang+Bak+Ku+Teh.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352440327607748322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SkewHpiJBuI/AAAAAAAABRs/zs9L8_sE7Os/s400/Subang+Bak+Ku+Teh.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went to Subang ate bak ku teh two weeks ago, with Choon Yen and Jason. The shop's name i actually forgotten, but eventually Choon Yen visit this shop again after the day we went, so she told me that the shop name is called "You kei". The dry bak ku teh very nice, but you must prepare to order more than one cup of water, coz after you ate the bak ku teh, you will feel very thirsty. For my comment, i feel that the dry one is much more better than the soup one. But anyway, you should try out yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: For your information, this shop was visited before by Jay Chow and Andy Hui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-6029871207042163089?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/louQ2XCdhuM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/louQ2XCdhuM/subang-bak-ku-teh.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SkewHpiJBuI/AAAAAAAABRs/zs9L8_sE7Os/s72-c/Subang+Bak+Ku+Teh.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/06/subang-bak-ku-teh.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-4417515930566524228</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2009 03:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-21T20:58:23.294-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">songs</category><title /><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/Sj7-_i-v-oI/AAAAAAAABRk/K1-lxoPgGSU/s1600-h/Hannah+Montana+The+Movie+%5BOST%5D+%5BFront%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/Sj7-_i-v-oI/AAAAAAAABRk/K1-lxoPgGSU/s400/Hannah+Montana+The+Movie+%5BOST%5D+%5BFront%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349993775037938306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Climb lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can almost see it&lt;br /&gt;That dream I am dreaming&lt;br /&gt;But there's a voice inside my head saying&lt;br /&gt;"You'll never reach it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step I'm taking&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make feels&lt;br /&gt;Lost with no direction&lt;br /&gt;My faith is shaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta keep trying&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep my head held high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be a uphill battle&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The struggles I'm facing&lt;br /&gt;The chances I'm taking&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes might knock me down&lt;br /&gt;But no, I'm not breaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not know it&lt;br /&gt;But these are the moments that&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna remember most, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta keep going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, I got to be strong&lt;br /&gt;Just keep pushing on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be a uphill battle&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be an uphill battle&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's gonna have to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on moving, keep climbing&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith, baby&lt;br /&gt;It's all about, it's all about the climb&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith, keep your faith, whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this song a lot, especially after I watch Hannah Montana, the movie. This is a song which you cant miss it, the music mixed with Miley Cyrus's husky voice, it makes the song more excellent, and more touching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-4417515930566524228?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/nSHY6oAbpAc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/nSHY6oAbpAc/climb-lyrics-i-can-almost-see-it-that.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/Sj7-_i-v-oI/AAAAAAAABRk/K1-lxoPgGSU/s72-c/Hannah+Montana+The+Movie+%5BOST%5D+%5BFront%5D.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/06/climb-lyrics-i-can-almost-see-it-that.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-7423841873160793697</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 18:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-19T11:56:06.167-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">foods</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">myself</category><title>Buffet at Fisherman, Penang.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SjvX0Tx8HrI/AAAAAAAABRc/2F7XthMND4Y/s1600-h/buffet.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349106276095499954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SjvX0Tx8HrI/AAAAAAAABRc/2F7XthMND4Y/s400/buffet.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just before i start to write my rubbish, i think i should wish my father "Happy birthday" + "Happy Father's day" first. 19th of june is my father's birthday, and today we are celebrate his birthday with him. You may be feel very weird why i din't put my father's photo up here since i'm celebrate birthday with him. The main reason is my father was a shy person, he don't like to take any photo, and he always said that he is not photogenic, that's why i don't put any of his photo in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have ate many things during this few days, sad.... Initially, i want to on-diet, but i just break my rules of skipping my dinner. If you are a friend of mine, you definitely had heard me say thousands of time that i want to on-diet.... i want to make a diet plan, and blah blah blah.....but at the end, i will just forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i guess i just can't stop myself from eating, and eating again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-7423841873160793697?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/HfRjMxxIs7U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/HfRjMxxIs7U/buffet-at-fisherman-penang.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SjvX0Tx8HrI/AAAAAAAABRc/2F7XthMND4Y/s72-c/buffet.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/06/buffet-at-fisherman-penang.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-5593269283237377021</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Jun 2009 11:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-16T23:17:35.229-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">birthday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">myself</category><title>My 23th birthday</title><description>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347151845955987074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SjTmRgJH5oI/AAAAAAAABQ0/0fYWnYSmMgA/s400/DSCN1640.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My 23th birthday. It was just a simple birthday celebration at Neway with friends and my boy friend, but i feel very happy. Besides, i would like to thanks to all my friends who had send me birthday's wishes, some i have no time to reply, but i really appreciate that, thanks again!!&lt;br /&gt;What can i do at the age of 23? Actually nothing much i can do, still living with no purpose, wondering around, thinking that maybe someday i could start my own pet business, having my own pet house. This is always my dream, and it was also my 23th bithday's wish. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347152012163605122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SjTmbLUG4oI/AAAAAAAABQ8/mae82Uje-vI/s400/DSCN1675.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347152505992843122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SjTm36-LD3I/AAAAAAAABRE/Td79P5AyNE0/s400/DSCN1662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347152606827035506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SjTm9ym6u3I/AAAAAAAABRM/KiP3u1adVBE/s400/DSCN1674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347152688646930466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SjTnCjaTQCI/AAAAAAAABRU/OXxCEcF0scw/s400/DSCN1660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-5593269283237377021?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/k7oPYNtSusc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/k7oPYNtSusc/my-23th-birthday.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SjTmRgJH5oI/AAAAAAAABQ0/0fYWnYSmMgA/s72-c/DSCN1640.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/06/my-23th-birthday.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-5746986422347781720</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 02:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-07T10:45:56.991-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">myself</category><title>Starting a new life</title><description>It has been a long time i haven't update my blog, do you know what i'm busy in? Don't surprise if you know that i have already found my job as a software developer. Even myself cannot believe that i would involve in programming again. I don't know if i can handle my job properly or not, coz i'm not that interested in programming anyway, plus i don't want to turn out become a nerd after having a few years of programmer's life. To me, programmer's life is very dull, no entertainment at all. Every night stay back until very late to rush their projects, and at the very morning, they will come back to continue their projects again, everyday keep on project+ing, i feel like no life at all. But luckily my company do not have the culture of "stay back", means that every staffs is not force to stay back, unless they insist to do that. Anyway, I am starting a new life of programmer that still containing entertainments as well, hope that i will not turn out to be a nerd after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-5746986422347781720?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/dntUpx2Dz9I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/dntUpx2Dz9I/starting-new-life.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/06/starting-new-life.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-2269506455161901565</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2009 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-07T12:22:18.754-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">myself</category><title>Last day of my exam</title><description>4th May 2009 is a memorable day, it was my last day of final exam.  After that, no more exam for me, of course, it was the time to end my school life too. Very fast, three years over, i am graduate now. Sometimes, i'm still miss the first day i came in the school, no burden, no need to think about money, no need to think about anything, it was so free. But now, is time for me to look for job, is time for me to be matured, cannot still think like children anymore. Working life is totally different from school life, more politics, more complicated which you won't realise. So, from now onwards, i'm prepare to take this new challenge, good luck for me, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333160772298845778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SgMxd1LrrlI/AAAAAAAABQs/fqbxKuGBOi4/s400/DSCN1618.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SgMxRETW27I/AAAAAAAABQk/yA4hR6K6Feg/s1600-h/DSCN1617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333160553019268018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SgMxRETW27I/AAAAAAAABQk/yA4hR6K6Feg/s400/DSCN1617.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-2269506455161901565?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/kfuaWzsC91g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/kfuaWzsC91g/last-day-of-my-exam.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SgMxd1LrrlI/AAAAAAAABQs/fqbxKuGBOi4/s72-c/DSCN1618.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/05/last-day-of-my-exam.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-5161783532388501202</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Apr 2009 10:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-30T10:10:29.487-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">myself</category><title>Joyful for my new car</title><description>Everyone is suppose to be happy after they having their own car, but for me, i can't feel any joy by now. Everything's bad seems happen on me ever since i owned this car. Maybe i just think too much, i really don't hope that this car will bring bad luck to me anyway. Well, what's makes me say that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First is my job interview. I went for numerous interviews before, every interview i feel that i got the potential to get hired. But the worse thing is none of the company call me back after the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, everyone who owns Viva definitely will know that Viva is a fuel-saving car. But for my car, i don't feel that it is fuel-saving. I spend 60 bucks within a week for my petrol, what the hell? Was that anything wrong with my car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, my car got clamped when i went for my third job interview at the building opposite tropicana city mall. I lose 25 bucks for releasing the clamp. And this is what that makes me frustrated, i parked my car within the yellow box, but then the security tells me that they have paint black to cover the yellow box, but the paint have fade away after some times. The point is i don't know about that, i just parked my car in yellow box, nothing wrong about that, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, my leg found bruises when i wake up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, i don't know how to do my exam paper today. I just can't find my mood to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's bad is happening on me ever since i got my car, so, bad luck please go away, leave my car alone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330445134421620802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SfmLm5vo-EI/AAAAAAAABQc/_cIhXAFcH_w/s400/DSCN1597.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SfmDP-hVEsI/AAAAAAAABQM/QlJxaKcI9sg/s1600-h/DSCN1598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330435944473760450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SfmDP-hVEsI/AAAAAAAABQM/QlJxaKcI9sg/s400/DSCN1598.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SfmDKBYCuVI/AAAAAAAABQE/bsGWVBapN48/s1600-h/DSCN1599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330435842160900434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SfmDKBYCuVI/AAAAAAAABQE/bsGWVBapN48/s400/DSCN1599.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SfmDDtc2ipI/AAAAAAAABP8/WvCFm4V0fKk/s1600-h/DSCN1595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330435733733149330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SfmDDtc2ipI/AAAAAAAABP8/WvCFm4V0fKk/s400/DSCN1595.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SfmC83EB6CI/AAAAAAAABP0/XCjgyAQYhhc/s1600-h/DSCN1592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330435616054306850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SfmC83EB6CI/AAAAAAAABP0/XCjgyAQYhhc/s400/DSCN1592.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SfmC1quRdnI/AAAAAAAABPs/66nY4DOFRWY/s1600-h/DSCN1591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330435492482741874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SfmC1quRdnI/AAAAAAAABPs/66nY4DOFRWY/s400/DSCN1591.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SfmCu_a4CeI/AAAAAAAABPk/5_nfa0xvcCk/s1600-h/DSCN1594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330435377779444194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SfmCu_a4CeI/AAAAAAAABPk/5_nfa0xvcCk/s400/DSCN1594.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The yellow box which was still very clear and misleading people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SfmClriaDJI/AAAAAAAABPc/5UPOSIpi_VY/s1600-h/DSCN1602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330435217823501458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SfmClriaDJI/AAAAAAAABPc/5UPOSIpi_VY/s400/DSCN1602.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bruises on my leg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-5161783532388501202?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/KsdM_RUYt7g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/KsdM_RUYt7g/joyless-of-my-new-car.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SfmLm5vo-EI/AAAAAAAABQc/_cIhXAFcH_w/s72-c/DSCN1597.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/04/joyless-of-my-new-car.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-3043974920025652278</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2009 20:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-15T13:40:11.158-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">myself</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">shoppings</category><title>My new pets ~ Adidas Stan Smith edition</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SeZEWvWb8tI/AAAAAAAABPU/vrNVtVzDcFg/s1600-h/DSCN1590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325018766870573778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SeZEWvWb8tI/AAAAAAAABPU/vrNVtVzDcFg/s400/DSCN1590.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SeZEOmwxBlI/AAAAAAAABPM/RSHOPe7JMr8/s1600-h/DSCN1589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325018627126134354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SeZEOmwxBlI/AAAAAAAABPM/RSHOPe7JMr8/s400/DSCN1589.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just bought a new shoes.... new arrival from Adidas. The first moment i saw it, i know that i will buy it. Wow... it is very nice, the white plus a bit gold color totally attract my attention. So, don't need to say, the price also very nice, it cost me 279 bucks. I bought it with no regrets, i really need a shoes anyway. Lolz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-3043974920025652278?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/lzPyNc1C-1g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/lzPyNc1C-1g/my-new-pets-adidas-stan-smith-edition.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SeZEWvWb8tI/AAAAAAAABPU/vrNVtVzDcFg/s72-c/DSCN1590.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/04/my-new-pets-adidas-stan-smith-edition.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184597209180230163.post-6203582707507690215</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2009 06:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-02T23:19:00.427-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movie</category><title>Confessions of a shopaholic, my favourites</title><description>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320344328145279426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SdWo-mHdGcI/AAAAAAAABO8/Ot4qxPYW0tg/s400/confessions_of_a_shopaholic.jpg" /&gt;Confessions of a shopaholic, wow, it's really nice and fantastic. Before the movie, i have bought it's novel, but anyway, i'm not finish it yet. The movie is even nicer than the novel, more funny scene is included in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot summary for the movie:&lt;br /&gt;"Struggling with her debilitating obsession with shopping and the sudden collapse of her income source, Rebecca Bloomwood unintentionally lands a job writing for a financial magazine after a drunken letter-mailing mix-up. Ironically writing about the very consumer caution of which she herself has not abided, Rebecca's innovative comparisons and unconventional metaphors for economics grants her critical acclaim, public success, and the admiration of her supportive boss Luke. But as she draws closer to her ultimate goal of writing for renowned fashion magazine Alette, she questions her true ambitions and must determine if overcoming her "shopaholic" condition will bring her real happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Written by The Massie Twins"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320344415423298018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SdWpDrQJ-eI/AAAAAAAABPE/as2BIRmIihI/s400/2009_confessions_of_a_shopaholic_002.jpg" /&gt;Isla Fisher plays the role of Rebecca Bloomwood very outstanding. I like her acting very much, damn funny, lolz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184597209180230163-6203582707507690215?l=www.jolenespace.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~4/jgVUV7-CsP8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/MYEW/~3/jgVUV7-CsP8/confessions-of-shopaholic-my-favourites.html</link><author>tombraider_13aw@yahoo.com (Jolene)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fmNRBe-g7Ig/SdWo-mHdGcI/AAAAAAAABO8/Ot4qxPYW0tg/s72-c/confessions_of_a_shopaholic.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jolenespace.com/2009/04/confessions-of-shopaholic-my-favourites.html</feedburner:origLink></item><language>en-us</language><media:rating>nonadult</media:rating></channel></rss>
