<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194</id><updated>2012-01-22T14:34:45.515+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Facets</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>103</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-1028236370719204847</id><published>2009-05-31T16:51:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T16:51:43.373+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The logic of those who demand that we stop our resistance is absurd. They absolve the aggressor and occupier - armed with the deadliest weapons of death and destruction - of responsibility, while blaming the victim, prisoner and occupied. Our modest, home-made rockets are our cry of protest to the world. Israel and its American and European sponsors want us to be killed in silence. But die in silence we will not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khaled Meshaal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-1028236370719204847?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/1028236370719204847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=1028236370719204847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1028236370719204847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1028236370719204847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2009/05/logic-of-those-who-demand-that-we-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-5025315361249784053</id><published>2009-05-23T23:11:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:20:23.672+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><content type='html'>Time and money spent in helping men to do more for themselves is far better than mere giving.&lt;br /&gt;- Henry Ford&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-5025315361249784053?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=1135270744795462716&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1135270744795462716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1135270744795462716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-lesson-56.html' title='life lesson # 56'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-1855147149846402733</id><published>2009-03-26T21:46:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:03:09.840+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the face would tighten and glimmer with a subtle inward strength that was beautiful beyond words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, did i tell you how happy i am? when you're happy, you have nothing depressing to write about. but depression is good writing material. people relate to that.i should probably get back to my serious world issues stuff. that's the only thing that keeps this blog readable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-1855147149846402733?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-7013350068532228258</id><published>2009-03-24T04:41:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T04:54:02.636+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday Mum!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/ScfKv5lzj6I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/uOHjvDzZDT0/s1600-h/P1000442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316440809396211618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/ScfKv5lzj6I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/uOHjvDzZDT0/s320/P1000442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;although she doesn't read my blog, a person this special deserves a spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;love you ma.missing you like crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s- this is a picture i took during our visit back to our hometown before i departed(no, not died). she was carrying the big stick for her orchids. my grandma said it was useless. but ma never says never.ahahahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-7013350068532228258?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/7013350068532228258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=7013350068532228258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7013350068532228258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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sisters.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps,my daily intake of ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celery+carrot+apple+mint+parsley juice, had something to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't just gross you out right?&lt;br /&gt;it's not as bad as it sounds, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-3543217992684731465?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/3543217992684731465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=3543217992684731465&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/3543217992684731465'/><link rel='self' 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height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/ScaXVBaPnrI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/stCBB_4MRzI/s320/P1000741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes i got my milk safely.and i'm less hungry.aiyah, i posted on the wrong blog.&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/6127995497765876194-3636631022669993035?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/3636631022669993035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=3636631022669993035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/3636631022669993035'/><link 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driver was really sweet. a lady beyond her retirement age rode the bus, and purchased a ticket for pensioners. the sincere smiling bus driver asked, are you sure you're old enough to get one of this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her face was lit by a great big smile., looking back at her friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh he's a sweet thing, isn't he." while signaling that she is in fact old enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"well, i have to check these things, who knows, you might be 21 or so."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i feel like singing, shall i sing?" she put her hands together, like a single clap. so excitedly she did so, you could see her screaming inner youthful self exert energy to her retired body, causing a small grounded jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-987167133491976694?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-3957386357525373809</id><published>2009-03-13T23:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:50:12.525+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudoku Toilet papers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SbpWRhLMIgI/AAAAAAAAAJI/5ckjP0xyL9I/s1600-h/08102008230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312653569399988738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SbpWRhLMIgI/AAAAAAAAAJI/5ckjP0xyL9I/s320/08102008230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;no more boredom in the loo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: i'll try bringing my camera next time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-3957386357525373809?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/3957386357525373809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=3957386357525373809&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/3957386357525373809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/3957386357525373809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2009/03/sudoku-toilet-papers.html' title='Sudoku Toilet papers.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SbpWRhLMIgI/AAAAAAAAAJI/5ckjP0xyL9I/s72-c/08102008230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-8550132492210390421</id><published>2009-02-03T19:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:46:17.391+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i used to feel unlucky because i've never won a lucky draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they've never won chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm high probability after all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-8550132492210390421?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/8550132492210390421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=8550132492210390421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8550132492210390421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8550132492210390421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-used-to-feel-unlucky-because-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-1139210422532982802</id><published>2009-02-03T19:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:13:32.074+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people write beautiful things : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-1139210422532982802?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/1139210422532982802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=1139210422532982802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1139210422532982802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1139210422532982802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2009/02/people-write-beautiful-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-5418360099332547227</id><published>2009-02-01T17:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:04:49.443+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Jewish people starved and besieged in the ghettos of Warsaw fought back as freedom fighters. how horrific that such a legacy of opression has now become their own tools for opression. the massive incarceration of the Palestinians people n prisons and ther homes.Starvations and stealing land were all used against the jewish on the past by the nazis. how quickly the holocaust conscience has forgotten the betrayal of sectors of humanity to become th new opressors."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took this comment written by an american guy from the aljazeera site long time ago. and it speaks volumes. for people like him, who has the rationality to think, they succeed to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for people like me, who is sceptical of the holocaust event, which i've had many readings about how exaggerated and falsified the event was, i just think rationally and succed to see the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-5418360099332547227?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-6207575772050869501</id><published>2009-02-01T16:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T17:42:13.104+11:00</updated><title type='text'>why why why</title><content type='html'>if you find yourself asking, why in the middle of the global economic crisis, are there still people swarming louis vuitton boutiques and sporting fresh new designer clothes everyday, you're not the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall explain briefly why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are a few possibilities and they vary with age.&lt;br /&gt;if you're below 25 and still dependent on parents, read &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;if you're above 25, have a job and living with parents, read &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're above 25 and totally independent, read &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;if you're below 12 years old, you have no business reading this( but who am i to stop u?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i) your parents are in the right employment sector at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Engineers, Doctors, the president of USA, to name a few of many other secured jobs. These people are not affected because the whole world needs their service regardless how the economy is. therefore, you are one lucky child, as instead of suffering in the midst of the greatest crisis in history, you can benefit from the incredible Sale wherever you shop( all around the world). still, it helps to give to the needy a little/alot, whichever you prefer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii)your parents are not ready to tell you /afraid to tell you of their real financial crisis.( if they have any). So you keep on spending like nobody's watching. or they do. Now don't go telling your mum, you read this blog that says they are in a financial trouble. I don't need more trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;for this age range, if you are feeling the financial distress, it could possibly be because you are your parents' life jacket. you are the one bailing their financial problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii) if you are not feeling it, it's highly possible that you yourself know the answer why. it could be the fact that you don't have mortgage burden, loans, or even groceries expenditure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;C)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for this age range, i'm too lazy to think cause, i thnk it's out of my readers age range. except for my sisters:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep those questions and feedbacks coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s-these are purely my analysis, based on facts ofcourse, but may not be applicable to all. some people are just weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-6207575772050869501?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/6207575772050869501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=6207575772050869501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/6207575772050869501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/6207575772050869501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-why-why.html' title='why why why'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-1922394302284057736</id><published>2009-01-30T18:02:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T14:32:12.993+10:00</updated><title type='text'>lets talk economics.</title><content type='html'>as a passionate participant of this topic, it is inevitable that i think about it most of the time. it is after all, my future(and everyone else's for tht matter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we are witnessing today is really the collapse of capitalism as an economic system. It cannot sustain itself because it is full of weaknesses, for instance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a system driven by greed and self interest.&lt;br /&gt;it does not take welfare into consideration.&lt;br /&gt;its engine is creating wants we don't need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure the argument for this system is that it creates a healthy competitive environment for producers, and encourages efficiency, but the drawback has a bigger long term effect on the economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, once we, the consumers, have no means to get hold of what the capitalists are selling, then the system cannot function anymore. in fact, i would also say once greed is gone( unthinkable), then the system fails itself.&lt;br /&gt;an example is the receding market in Japan. They increase productivity in goods, to stabilise their economy in a legit and wise way, however, no one's buying anymore, and they can't figure out how to get buyers in this condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although some of us are very fortunate. do not feel like a damsel in distress and still spend like we just won the lottery*coughs*, but many are losing jobs, many are suicidal over much prolonged poverty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the era of consumerism is slowly vanishing, but for how long, we cannot be sure. one thing for sure, there is a solution for this. which is to overthrow this system and replace it with something else. what is that something else? right now, i am very certain i know the answer, but my insufficient knowledge about that particular system leaves me no choice but to label this problem with an unknown solution for now.&lt;br /&gt;i do not know how to make this important post more interesting or understandable. but i'll definitely try better and come out with weird metaphores or hiperbole everything for the next global update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a short and cute economic analysis by:&lt;br /&gt;the greatest asian economist in the making, amartya sen can eat my dust!( give my cockyness some credit)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-1922394302284057736?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/1922394302284057736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=1922394302284057736&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1922394302284057736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1922394302284057736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2009/01/lets-talk-economics.html' title='lets talk economics.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-7685086284390315192</id><published>2009-01-29T23:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:38:23.248+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the fourth protocol</title><content type='html'>"it is for this reason that we must undermine faith, eradicate from the minds of the Gentiles(non jews) the very principles of God and Soul, and replace these conceptions by mathematical calculations and material desires"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The fourth Protocol."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could relate this to myself. many times i have been distracted and many times they have won me over. but if you ask me why think about it, you're either too ignorant or you have no idea about life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-7685086284390315192?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/7685086284390315192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=7685086284390315192&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7685086284390315192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7685086284390315192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2009/01/fourth-protocol.html' title='the fourth protocol'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-7514404797706854643</id><published>2009-01-29T22:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:06:03.878+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The thirteenth protocol.</title><content type='html'>"to prevent them from really thinking out themselves, we shall deflect their attention to amusements, games, pastimes, excitements and people's palaces. such interest will distract their minds completely from questions on which we might be obliged to struggle with them. Becoming less and less accustomed to independent thinking, people will express themselves in unison with us because we alone offer new lines of thought-ofcourse through persons whom they do not consider as in any way connected with us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the thirteenth Protocol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shivered and shuddered when i read that. There are more than 20 protocols of the Zionists written long before the world war I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did i figure this one out?&lt;br /&gt;from  book written by henry ford during the world war 1 era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can laugh and take these things easily, but i can't. It's time we think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-7514404797706854643?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/7514404797706854643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=7514404797706854643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7514404797706854643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7514404797706854643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2009/01/thirteenth-protocol.html' title='The thirteenth protocol.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-2744933044391124239</id><published>2009-01-29T21:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T22:48:09.205+11:00</updated><title type='text'>No comment.</title><content type='html'>i have lost objectivity in my thoughts which explains the unwittyness. not that i'm sure i was before, or whether the word unwittyness even exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vocabulary is for the dictionary, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i've been conducting various different experiments with myself like most cosmectic companies, only they can't seem to get grip of the whole "animal rights" thing. nevertheless, I am proud to find many interesting foundings.&lt;br /&gt;wait, i'm sorry if this sounds interesting, because the experiments have spiritual and intelectual elements, not fun and hooga hooga sorta thing.&lt;br /&gt;will share when i feel like writing down a lab report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got tons of books to read before i fly,cause i can't bring em all. bummer. excess baggage=trouble.&lt;br /&gt;not if God can help it, put that in mind. And i wasn't sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;I personally had a momentous experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back from Egypt bringing 57kg worth of loads.&lt;br /&gt;The weight limit was 20/30 kg, not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, most of the things were my mum's groceries. yes she buys groceries all over the world, from olive oil, to basmati rice and even Bread sticks!. not the imported ones you find in cold storage, the "flewn over by one of us" one.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, with an excess of 20-30 kilos, i wasn't sure whether i could go on board without burning my pocket( or my mum's for that matter)&lt;br /&gt;suddenly this malaysian came out of nowhere, he was the trade comissioner and he helped me get through everything..without paying a single dime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna take credit for the blessing that was meant for my mum. the only thing i got from it is not being trapped in the cairo airport surrounded by egyptian officers with "corrupted" written all over their faces. Ofcourse, i am very thankful, God has made it easy for me but deep down, you know who the blessing was meant for and you were lucky enough to be part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you ask me again, who in the world gets away with such excess baggage for free. i'd still be ridiculously doubtful anyone does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-2744933044391124239?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/2744933044391124239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=2744933044391124239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/2744933044391124239'/><link 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10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SXebctUz4aI/AAAAAAAAAGU/mHywjlQvjmE/s320/new.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293870804502831522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my defense, i did not forget but i just didnt message you.&lt;br /&gt;and i purposely put this here, so that the rest of your sisters who might have forgotten, and somehow opened this page for i don't know what reason( i'm watching you guys ), will be reminded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go awesome. not that you're as awesome as me.&lt;br /&gt;Take care, don't worry mum too much by flying off to eastern europe for who knows why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 22nd BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;see i even put a picture of you demonstrating in london.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-4899661383939839617?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SXebctUz4aI/AAAAAAAAAGU/mHywjlQvjmE/s72-c/new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-4885947860367402373</id><published>2009-01-13T03:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T03:02:33.315+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyday i tell myself, i need to get out, and i will change once i start over. away from unwanted company, wild crowds, and ridiculous expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do we always wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-4885947860367402373?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-1914702535995568873</id><published>2009-01-13T02:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T02:16:43.477+11:00</updated><title type='text'>tha big 2</title><content type='html'>today i learn something interesting about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i'm a selfish,conceited, and extravagant 19 year old.ehem 20 this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yucks 20?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-1914702535995568873?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/1914702535995568873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-2209354091513929010</id><published>2009-01-13T02:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T02:07:05.982+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Why and How do you appreciate art?</title><content type='html'>there isn't always an answer to all these silly questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was an art person.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I'd wish I was something else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-2209354091513929010?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/2209354091513929010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-7193635486314049849</id><published>2009-01-13T01:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T01:59:46.470+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Down to Kokomo.</title><content type='html'>is actually a song by the beach boys if you still haven't figured that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it goes like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aruba, Jamaica, ooo i wanna take you to Bermuda, Bahama, Come on pretty mama, Key Largo Montego, baby why don't we go.lalalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something along that line. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today I discovered that babies have more bones than an adult.&lt;br /&gt;270 to 20something.207?204? something around that figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-7193635486314049849?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/7193635486314049849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=7193635486314049849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7193635486314049849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7193635486314049849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2009/01/down-to-kokomo.html' title='Down to Kokomo.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-2354268000623154262</id><published>2009-01-12T22:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T01:50:53.238+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I cannot believe.</title><content type='html'>I hope i do not sound too rhetoric in my support for Palestine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the hottest topic today, hotter than the golden globe awards, hotter than melted cheese.nevertheless, i have been writing about it long time ago, with very little knowledge of what's really happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to cure the hesitation or confusion,here's something useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the book written by Dr Ang Swee Chai, a first hand witness of the ruthless israel-palestine conflict in the 80s, there had been a peace agreement at that time. It involved the evacuation of Palestinian fighters out of Palestine to ensure no attacks were made from Palestine.&lt;br /&gt;Children and Women were left behind.&lt;br /&gt;In their defenseless state, with no warriors to defend them, there was sudden appearance of unidentified men going on a killing spree throughout the area. the massacre killed more then 2500 palestinians, which were all, women and children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Dr Ang along with her colleagues tried to put the pieces of puzzle together to figure out who are these unidentified men. The Israelis, were responsible for the death toll, as it was agreed that the state would be under their protection with the evacuation of men. So they claimed that those men were lebanese terorrists or some sort, and the israelis didn't know about the attacks and what not. All the silly idiotic statements were made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Ang and her colleagues later concluded tht, they were for sure connected with the Israelis in some way as there were no way these men could enter the Palestine borders without Israel's knowledge as The Israels were controlling the borders. in addition, the massacre could have been witnessed from the israeli watch towers around the area, and that means, the israelis saw but did nothing about it. there were too many connection that could link the israels with these men but this failed to enter the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, they understood what was happening. Israel tricked the people into agreeing with a ridiculous peace agreement which was in no way helping them even a fraction of how it benefited the israels. they evacuated the men so that the people couldn't defend themselves, and they massacred as many palestinians they could, a process we call ethnic cleansing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if such manipulation were commited 20 years ago, I don't see why we should believe what the Israelis say today at all. Regarding who started the attacks and what not. it's obvious to me how the manipulation has persisted till today, and it would help if you saw it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to our luck, right now, good does triumph evil. despite of the ever increasing death toll, and the poorly equiped victims, israel has yet again failed to capture Gaza after many days of shelling, bombing and shooting.&lt;br /&gt;God is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s- if you read the condition in which they left the bodies, or even the way they killed the children, you'd cry your heart out, it's soo devastating.&lt;br /&gt;It's as if they were not human, they had no feelings, to them palestinians were  just bullet targets in their shooting game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and Dr Ang Swee Chai is a devoted Christian, Just to share the viewpoint from someone else's eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-2354268000623154262?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/2354268000623154262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=2354268000623154262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/2354268000623154262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/2354268000623154262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-cannot-believe.html' title='I cannot believe.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-4244455767725312941</id><published>2009-01-12T22:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T22:19:16.300+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love those jeans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-4244455767725312941?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/4244455767725312941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=4244455767725312941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/4244455767725312941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/4244455767725312941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-those-jeans.html' title=''/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-8315977882000404232</id><published>2009-01-12T22:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T22:16:54.253+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night my mum cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in the kitchen, the maid went out for the weekend, and we were rearranging the mess she made(ironic yeahs). She saw my sister's cereal box, herbal teas, and detox formulas and she started tearing. "these are all sarah's things"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you're reading this sister, please be strong in America, we're always here waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-8315977882000404232?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/8315977882000404232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=8315977882000404232&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8315977882000404232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8315977882000404232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-night-my-mum-cried.html' title=''/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-820794534725795432</id><published>2009-01-08T21:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:57:56.963+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Renaissance was Initiated by Islam?</title><content type='html'>Indeed, the above statement is true. Many other great history that linked the progress of the west and the great influence of Islam in the process has been erased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason behind why the west was so eager to erase traces of Islam from their past is a funny one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've concluded from what i've watch in BBC Islam, that, at that period, the west was simply at the lowest of the social structure. when i say this, i mean, they were behind in terms of education, in terms of culture, in terms of systems and structures. they were by nature,manipulative and deceitful, and they continued living their lives in lies they had created just to make them feel superior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys should watch BBC Islam. i think u can get it on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get this, this is not just an effort to make myself even prouder of my religion, but it's the revelation of the true world history that has been erased and i'd like to share it with the world so that they would have a clearer understanding and learn more from the real past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-820794534725795432?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/820794534725795432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=820794534725795432&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/820794534725795432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/820794534725795432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2009/01/renaissance-was-initiated-by-islam.html' title='Renaissance was Initiated by Islam?'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-995194297789657099</id><published>2009-01-08T15:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T15:44:24.884+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Excerpt of the day</title><content type='html'>besides being shot dead, people were tortured before being killed. they were beaten brutally, electric wires were tired round limbs, eyes were dug out, women were raped, often more than once, children were dynamited alive. Looking at all the broken bodies, I began to think that those who had died quickly were the lucky ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dr Ang Swee Chai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brutality of Israeli troops on the Palestinians in the 80's which is still going on till today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-995194297789657099?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/995194297789657099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=995194297789657099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/995194297789657099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/995194297789657099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2009/01/excerpt-of-day.html' title='Excerpt of the day'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-7517083205235784696</id><published>2009-01-07T15:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T15:58:28.107+11:00</updated><title type='text'>From Beirut To Jerusalem.</title><content type='html'>okayyyy people.whats up whats up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back. not for good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i'm not going to discuss further about my previous post here,because it is too public. but i'm open to share the details personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now to the important stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that a significant number of people have realised the cruelty of the israelis and are prepared to do something about it. even with such support, israelis still prevail. so the fight must go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have too much to say about this topic, and i do not wish to make my blog a campaign site for palestinians( although i have thought about it). simply because there are so many useful ones online, with more information and details. i will do what i can to help here. as in for now,  i strongly recommend this book if you'd really like to know the truth.&lt;br /&gt;it is written by a singaporean doctor who went to palestine herself to help the innocent victims, and found herself changing opinions and perspective on who is actually right and wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;title: from Beirut to Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;author: Dr Ang Swee Chai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i beg of you, put down those classics, romance and fictions for just a day or two. grab this book, learn about the cruelty that some people are really experiencing. it's just an enlightenment (man i love that word).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-7517083205235784696?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/7517083205235784696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=7517083205235784696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7517083205235784696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7517083205235784696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2009/01/from-beirut-to-jerusalem.html' title='From Beirut To Jerusalem.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-1827793949195338463</id><published>2008-12-23T15:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T16:11:40.390+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Ground zero.all over again.</title><content type='html'>it's like Dejavu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's quite surreal how things can change overnight.&lt;br /&gt;i received a phone call this morning, and i could easily summarize it this way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ground zero.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Ed, doesn't want me to go to Australia. he wants me to go to the best university in America. He wants to meet him on the 2nd of January. He wants me to spend all of my leftover time on my US application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i can't help but laugh at my life, for forever being a successful university applicant, but not a university student yet.&lt;br /&gt;there was uk. and then australia. and then i have to just forget about em both, and start with usa.&lt;br /&gt;time is not my concern. i have no problem graduating later or earlier,whatsoever. I've already come up with awesome plans of what am i gonna do with my holidays, if it is prolonged again. travel travel travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well in any case, this shouldn't be a surprise to many. it's ainul dammit.noo,i'm not complaining,i'm actually quite eager to start studying, but at the same time, i know i can learn so much with the spare time i might have by traveling.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what God's plans are, but it seems all wonderful to me. it boggles me because i feel so undeserving of all the goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i will be needing help from my usa friends. pretty pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s-i just needed to tell the world this, so that everyone will understand how my life will be like in the next 6 months or so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-1827793949195338463?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/1827793949195338463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=1827793949195338463&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1827793949195338463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1827793949195338463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/12/ground-zeroall-over-again.html' title='Ground zero.all over again.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-1383831874434355161</id><published>2008-12-15T06:44:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T06:44:53.723+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah my fickle self have done it again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just read the economist and i have tons of things to shareeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;this doesnt count as a post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-1383831874434355161?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/1383831874434355161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=1383831874434355161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1383831874434355161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1383831874434355161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/12/ah-my-fickle-self-have-done-it-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-4782283914700103319</id><published>2008-12-14T04:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T05:38:04.373+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hey ho lets go</title><content type='html'>This blog has become too personal for my liking and i'm pretty sure i'll regain my awesome momentum in sydney( procrasticationnnn). ah well, having said that, i'm going on a sabbathical leave, away from the blogging world till i rediscover my real purpose to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, i have very high tolerance for personal blogs as it is the most convenient way to update my nosy self with the well being of my acquaintances. However, i've never perceived myself to be a subject of my own writings. It seems like writing about myself might potentially bore me to death. there i go again,i feel like the all-singing-all-dancing crap, who thinks the world cares about what she eats for dinner, and frankly speaking, i sometimes do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone has their vain spot. everyone sometimes, tend to find themselves looking at the reflection of their beautiful faces, in the big mirror they have placed themselves before.everyone tends to speak out without realising it's a bunch of nonsense. no, i'm not your typical everyday cynic. I just get very negative sometimes. even in the most peaceful state of mind, i can find myself criticizing ruthlessly,perhaps an innate thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, i've mentioned about a few names in my previous post. they are authors of the best fiction ever. classic writers. i just Rediscovered classic, and at such a late age( bummer). notice the "re" in discovered. indeed, i have read many classics but never appreciated them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am not sure why i wasn't particularly interested in classics. I would find comfort in saying my generation have modern literature to resort to as an alternative source of delectable eye candyyyy. After reading a bunch of classics, i find it a waste to read anything else, and am determined to devote my time finishing all the classics in the world even if it takes forever( i can be extreme at times).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, i only wanted to talk about Alice's adventure in Wonderland. Being me, i divert so easily(focus ainul!). somehow this post reminds of my ridiculous lack of focus in econs class( and many others fyi).&lt;br /&gt;This post is long enough to make me barf.&lt;br /&gt;if readers have already been driven away after the first two sentences, writing about my awesome book review here might be a waste of good reading material.&lt;br /&gt;This therefore is the second last post for the rest of the year( two more weeks to new year?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-4782283914700103319?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/4782283914700103319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=4782283914700103319&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/4782283914700103319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/4782283914700103319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-ho-lets-go.html' title='hey ho lets go'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-6859017037149898322</id><published>2008-12-10T21:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:16:59.933+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lewis Carroll&lt;br /&gt;Carlo Collodi&lt;br /&gt;A.A Milne&lt;br /&gt;W.Somerset Maugham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will explain the significance of the above on the next post. In the mean time, i hope someone would care to pick a name and tell me what they know about him/her, by heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-6859017037149898322?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/6859017037149898322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=6859017037149898322&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/6859017037149898322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/6859017037149898322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/12/lewis-carroll-carlo-collodi.html' title=''/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-8366154503215855885</id><published>2008-12-07T23:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T05:52:34.275+11:00</updated><title type='text'>dust collectors anyone?</title><content type='html'>I haven't had my share of spare time over the course of staying here, luckily, I found some this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fully utilise it, i read 3 books in 2 days. as dusk emerges at approximately 5,consequencing to longer nights, i've failed to keep my heavy eyelids open past 10. Not that i haven't tried, and it was comparable to dipping your hands to boil in acid(exaggeration never hurt the storyteller)Yes eyelids are delecate things my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just bought an awesome new exotic decoration for my room and i think it'd be nice to get some for some people.however, since i've been here for more than 2 months now, i've become accustomed to the exotic egyptians souvenirs, which results to my inability to decide what to get my friends, or whether i should even get them anything. they seem so common. but if there are any request, i'd be delighted to attend to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for instance, if you've been longing to touch pharaoh's beard, i'd try to hunt for some during my visit to his tomb. or if you're in dying need of miniature pyramids, they sell them all over the streets. perhaps you just feel like putting something egyptian in your room, just as a reminder of your Awesome friend (me), no problem. but i can't guarantee i'd be able to pass throught the customs with a live-camel and a mummified organ you suddenly feel like hanging on your bedroom wall .no sirreee.btw, since i lost my phone, my new egyptian number is: +20125334450.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian number remains unchanged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s- jannah, i know this is uber random anddddd it's very very very the tak malu for me to ask this. but we should trade souvenirs. lets trade awesome egypt and japan dust collecting whatever it is we can get on the streets.pls?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-8366154503215855885?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/8366154503215855885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=8366154503215855885&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8366154503215855885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8366154503215855885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/12/dust-collectors-anyone.html' title='dust collectors anyone?'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-7164752301229016301</id><published>2008-12-05T05:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T05:13:08.818+11:00</updated><title type='text'>bamboozle</title><content type='html'>I feel like lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, a fiddler found a doodle on a big wall in a jungle. The doodle was a doodling of a poogle and the poogle looked boggled. the fiddler saw a riddle next to the doodle and tried to unravel it. But his brains got jumbled and he started to juggle.he jiggled and jaggled the animals started to giggle. he fell down and found an odd pair of goggles and thought he should google it. on google, it stated that the goggles belonged to the poodle in the doodle on the wall in the jungle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a load bamboozle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-7164752301229016301?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/7164752301229016301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=7164752301229016301&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7164752301229016301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7164752301229016301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/12/bamboozle.html' title='bamboozle'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-7223978080342081664</id><published>2008-12-04T16:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T16:54:33.361+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday is Friday in Middle East</title><content type='html'>Today is a good day.It's the last day of the week and class before a longggggg eventful holiday(eid Adha).&lt;br /&gt;I'm very excited to witness the anticipated celebration first hand. Here, EId Adha is the BIG eid instead of Eid Fitr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems logical that way. They understand the meaning of each celebration differently. For Eid Fitr, They celebrate Ramadhan, not Syawal. For Instance, During Ramdhan do they hang all the colorful lamps infront of every building and every night, the streets are flooded by people performing tawarikh as there isn't enough space in the mosque. On the 27th night especially, my sister said that, if you wanted to pray in the mosque, you will have to come as early as 12 noon, and sleep there till dusk arrives. During Ramadhan, generosity is at its peak. Freshly withdrawn money is randomly given out on the streets by the wealthy.&lt;br /&gt;Because it is the holy month, a month of prayer, people celebrate it's presence, not it's departure(eid).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eid Adha is a different story. Eid Adha celebrates muslims' loyalty to their Lord. Therefore, The meaning within the day itself is what we're celebrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that pretty much explains my excitement I guess. being present to celebrate a big festival in a different scene, surrounding, with different people,namely Egyptians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's probably disturbing to hear cows and sheeps being slaughtered on the streets ,oh how dirty the streets would be. In a more extreme event, Some slaughter cows in the building lobby, and if you wanted to walk up, you'd have to climb and grasp anything in your sight just to avoid the river of blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, the miracle behind this event is that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain starts pouring down after the completion of the event every single time. Yes, Every single time.Consequently, washing off the sea of blood off the streets.&lt;br /&gt;It's simply mind-boggling, and it is this occasion I wish to witness with my own eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how different it would be in Malaysia. I'd feel absolutely indifferent about Eid Adha. it'd be just another school holiday i look forward to(simple because there isn't school). And for a few years now, we haven't been celebrating Eid Fitr and Eid Adha with the complete set of family members, so it's rather sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, word of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bamboozle:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it rhymes with fiddle doodle poodle juggle, and lotsa other fun-to-say words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-7223978080342081664?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/7223978080342081664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=7223978080342081664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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would ever want to follow such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-on the mumbai attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a muslim, I'm terribly devastated that these criminals had to use our name in disguise of their lust for Violence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-5969783010880656219?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/5969783010880656219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=5969783010880656219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/5969783010880656219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/5969783010880656219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/12/world-is-ridiculous-place-to-live.html' title=''/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-7296095805528351864</id><published>2008-12-02T03:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T13:24:27.454+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Job of the Year.</title><content type='html'>and the nominees are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Potato Peeler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Discovery's Dirty Jobs India edition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tooth Fairy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Primary and Secondary School Teachers in Arab Countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anything that Involves dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on Comments to find out the Winner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-7296095805528351864?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/7296095805528351864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=7296095805528351864&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7296095805528351864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7296095805528351864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/12/worst-job-of-year.html' title='Worst Job of the Year.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-5415122598489521299</id><published>2008-12-01T15:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:50:10.658+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/STNksJPdXyI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Pku2W_YKixo/s1600-h/alexandria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274670298138763042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/STNksJPdXyI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Pku2W_YKixo/s320/alexandria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just got back from Alexandria and am uber excited that I chose Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexandria is a coastal city in Egypt and it is said that it is more of an european city, only it belonged to the Egyptians. Truly beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm switching off my blog for awhile starting tomorrow.  It will be made available to readers probably after Eid-Adha. Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-5415122598489521299?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/5415122598489521299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=5415122598489521299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/5415122598489521299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/5415122598489521299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/11/alex.html' title='Alex'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/STNksJPdXyI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Pku2W_YKixo/s72-c/alexandria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-1052738605341393526</id><published>2008-11-24T09:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:06:16.056+11:00</updated><title type='text'>La Tahzan</title><content type='html'>greetings earthlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am still alive and kickinggggg.&lt;br /&gt;i've been writing many tales of unfortunate and fortunate events,but not here.no sirreeee.&lt;br /&gt;I've only a few more blank pages in my journal, and i'm saving it for the final days.Thus, explaining my need to resort to online journalism. Sigh.as if i'm not familiar to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been rather lazy and my arabic teacher noticed that.&lt;br /&gt;the most recent thing that happened was umphh.. oh yeah, I lost my phone. I shall blame the notoriety of egypt for its crooks and con-men even if it was partly*coughs-mostly* my carelessness that had caused such. but ah, things are things, i feel slightly sad cause i have to go through much trouble getting back my numbers and such.&lt;br /&gt;plus, even though the phone was not well maintained physically, with the huge crack and visible bruises, i find the trouble of getting a new phone,restoring its basic needs(phones numbers,birthday dates,etc), and familiarising myself with the system, a thousand times more unattractive than my old dillapidated phone. gawrsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, that's a very insignificant rambling which i do occasionally. Right now, i'm too occupied with myself and people around me to be concern about how happy people are that barrack obama won.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't the ability to manage time well i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post should be in the other blog, but i clicked on facets accidentally,gar gar.&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking too much of how lonely my mum will be next year now that all my sisters are overseas*or will be. It's so devastating.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could do something, i wish i didnt have to pursue higher studies. no i dont mean that.but i wish i could take her with me.&lt;br /&gt;and to my lovely sister. if you are reading this, I'm very very very angry because you're leaving for north dakota so soon.&lt;br /&gt;What if I can't change the flight??!&lt;br /&gt;oh gawrsh, these sad thoughts, when are they going away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-1052738605341393526?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/1052738605341393526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=1052738605341393526&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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to be able to travel the world in a minute these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-8696768919426739175?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/8696768919426739175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=8696768919426739175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8696768919426739175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8696768919426739175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-going-to-work-my-arse-off-to-find.html' title=''/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-1147895700579379433</id><published>2008-11-09T18:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T18:10:51.742+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the first time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hesitated saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be an economist .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-1147895700579379433?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-2855384994338421738</id><published>2008-10-30T13:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T14:11:09.502+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia,tanah airku.</title><content type='html'>Sayiddah from Bangladesh: I love Malaysia and am planning to make it my second home, when I retire.It's good for my kids, I want them to grow up in an Islamic country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to say, but I will not allow my beloved new classmate to do it.&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia is far from Islamic, Malaysia is far from being a good place for your kids to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you agree with me?if no, why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-5010738132557146070</id><published>2008-10-30T12:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:36:31.215+11:00</updated><title type='text'>An eye opener</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SQkU7c8A-sI/AAAAAAAAAGE/B8t5yMqy_Cw/s1600-h/29-10-08_1013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262760651171887810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SQkU7c8A-sI/AAAAAAAAAGE/B8t5yMqy_Cw/s320/29-10-08_1013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the kids I see playing on the streets near my Language school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just yesterday, I saw an even smaller girl, running to the small shop next to the language centre to buy some everyday-medicine, perhaps for her mum. Imagine that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As she was walking back, I offered her some food,but she refused,looking very shy. To her, I was a stranger, as I did not speak arabic. Kids here usually aren't afraid of being approached, but I just didn't know what to say or how to say it, so she might have felt a little odd. She ran back, in the middle of the road, and I saw her fall flat on her face. She got up, as if nothing happened, and continued running those baby steps untill her image was no longer visible to my awesome eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In malaysia, babies like this, cry every day. falling down is one parent's worst fear. they have the best privileges. At that age,they should. That girl I saw, was no bigger than 3 years. Who lets their 3 year old child out on the streets. In malaysia, 6 year olds risked being kidnapped and raped. It's a crazy world we live in, and it's getting crazier by the minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these kids are poverty stricken, but I see them smiling generously as i look at them playing. They laugh when I showed them the picture I took. I can't help but feel they deserve better.who wouldn't?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People asked why I come to Egypt just to learn Arabic when you can do it in Malaysia. This, to me,is a good enough reason. getting out of my comfort zone and witnessing daily, how priviliged I am,is really what I need to put some sense in my mind. Not just for me to be extra grateful, but for me to actually adjust my priorities in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We find God in the most maginificent ways when we try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Open your minds, don't be another Victim of this treacherous world.&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/6127995497765876194-5010738132557146070?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/5010738132557146070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=5010738132557146070&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/5010738132557146070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/5010738132557146070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/10/eye-opener.html' title='An eye opener'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SQkU7c8A-sI/AAAAAAAAAGE/B8t5yMqy_Cw/s72-c/29-10-08_1013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-9023239210354033678</id><published>2008-10-27T16:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T17:08:53.722+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Fact of the Day</title><content type='html'>Today we're gonna talk about a fun fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read my previous posts, I mentioned something about my arabic lessons being interesting but of little help.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I decided to change to another language centre.&lt;br /&gt;the New language centre is somehow better, even though i was in a class of 3 only.&lt;br /&gt;My Ustaz as they call the teachers here, (Ustazah for female teachers), is a superb teacher.&lt;br /&gt;So on the first day of my lesson, he told me a very interesting fact regarding numbers,numbers we use in our daily lives, in mathematics, in road signs, in addresses, in food recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally most of us know that there are different numbers such as Greek numbers I.E- I, II,III,IV..... and the normal numbers we write everyday I.E 1,2,3,4.....&lt;br /&gt;However, one very confused and mistaken perception is that The numbers we see in arabic newspapers and countries are arabic numbers, when it is actually Hindi/persian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahs, ۱۲۳..... is not arabic numbers. They are hindi or persian, i can't quite remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not quite the surprise.&lt;br /&gt;The most unbelievable thing i found out, but is 100% fact and not fiction is that the real arabic numbers are the ones we use everyday, I.E 1,2,3,4,5,6.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone looked in disbelief because it is a norm that we usually say&lt;br /&gt;I,II,III ...=greek numbers,&lt;br /&gt;۱,۲,۳=arabic,&lt;br /&gt;1,2,3,4= English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, English is a thief of numbers.not that it's something to be vulgar about or anything like that.&lt;br /&gt;It is said that, as the arabs traded with the hindis, they traded knowledge as well. Therefore, they started using hindi numbers and it became a common practice, just as the so-called English numbers were taken from the arabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remember guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I,II,III...- greek&lt;br /&gt;۱۲۳....-Hindi&lt;br /&gt;1,2,3,4- Arabic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get you facts right :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable?Believe it.&lt;br /&gt;Ainul's Believe it or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-9023239210354033678?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/9023239210354033678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=9023239210354033678&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/9023239210354033678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/9023239210354033678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/10/fun-fact-of-day.html' title='Fun Fact of the Day'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-5719675445203058065</id><published>2008-10-18T15:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T16:11:09.566+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends for-evahhhhh</title><content type='html'>I just read something that made me reminisce my primary school years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend once said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ainul, You can't live to please everyone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was true, and I learnt that too little too late as being the I-please-everyone-ainul ,had cost me my best student award. Sekolah Rendah only right?BIG DEAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was. it still makes me sad untill now, but the silver lining is, I have a friend who still speaks of how disgruntled he is about the decision the school made. Don't get me wrong, I don't find pleasure in knowing a friend believes in me more than I do or the fact that someone actually thinks the school made the wrong decision. It's just enlightening how people just seem to look up to you after all those years and still remember the small but significant things about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those friends are endangered and face gradual extinction. They &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deserve&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to be kept and preserved for eternity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-5719675445203058065?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/5719675445203058065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=5719675445203058065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/5719675445203058065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/5719675445203058065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/10/friends-for-evahhhhh.html' title='Friends for-evahhhhh'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-8989923098287890373</id><published>2008-10-18T15:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T15:36:28.729+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've yet to enlighten you about the purpose of my trip.&lt;br /&gt;Patience oh readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-8989923098287890373?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/8989923098287890373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=8989923098287890373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8989923098287890373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8989923098287890373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-yet-to-enlighten-you-about-purpose.html' title=''/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-8753721307890938632</id><published>2008-10-18T15:11:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T15:35:24.789+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I will never drive in Egypt.</title><content type='html'>I just had to put this here now.&lt;br /&gt;In my previous post,i had mentioned a line about notorious Egyptian drivers.&lt;br /&gt;They drive like hooligans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The streets/roads here are pretty wide,in comparison to Malaysia. The normal main road,usually consists of 3 wide lanes. however, the drivers here, seem to come up with a doubling system. 3 wide lanes=6 small lanes. Cars are inches away from each other. They hon every 5 seconds and I'm not exaggerating. Almost all..on second thought, ALL cars are dented. Even the latest most luxurious cars can be seen with scratches and ugly dents. You can never find a car which gives signals. Side mirrors are usually there for deco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing was, as I was about to cross the street, I saw many weird vehicles from Army Trucks to donkeys all of which will annoyingly press their hon as they pass by just to warn pedestrians and other road users. at least, that's what I think their reason is. I was just laughing my ass off at the sight of that, you just have to witness it yourself to understand. Little did I know, that one way street is just another "i do what I want Street". So, after laughing hard, I saw another car, coming from the &lt;strong&gt;opposite direction,&lt;/strong&gt;zooming through, honking every 3 seconds on that one way street.&lt;br /&gt;It was hillarious at that spot, because it totally takes you by surprise. Even the presence of donkeys is somewhat peculiar. What more, a speeding car which happily speeds its way in the opposite direction of a current of reckless egyptian drivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think the traffic in Malaysia is gila, You'd go bananas if you drive here. and Believe me, I drive my mom and sister to work sometimes, so I KNOW first hand, how gila KL traffic is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things you see when you travel. Gawrsh, what a beautiful world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-8753721307890938632?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/8753721307890938632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=8753721307890938632&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8753721307890938632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8753721307890938632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-will-never-drive-in-egypt.html' title='I will never drive in Egypt.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-6187670591694939235</id><published>2008-10-17T01:46:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T02:37:51.070+11:00</updated><title type='text'>INteresting is Misr(Egypt)</title><content type='html'>The first thing I want to write is about my Awesome Arabic lessons.&lt;br /&gt;For those who are anticipating the wild egyptian adventures and stories about incredible people i met, your wait will prolong a lil longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first lesson was at this place called the nile school or something very close to that. It was interesting rather than helpful.&lt;br /&gt;we started with arabic alphabets which i've learnt more than 10 years ago. and saying that somehow makes me feel old. thus explaining the unhelpful bit of the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;it was incredibly interesting because there were people from all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;there were russians, about 6 of them.&lt;br /&gt;a New Zealander.&lt;br /&gt;Two British. Pakistani British.&lt;br /&gt;I am the only Malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two Pakistani looked about my age, maybe 1 or 2 years older but one has 3 kids, another has one. mmhmm married with kids.&lt;br /&gt;Both were wearing burqa, and if you do not know what burqa is,it's hijab plus a piece of cloth that covers your face.&lt;br /&gt;One of them, said she's been a muslim for quite some time but after her marriage and having a child, she got lazy. She can't even read the Quran, she has somehow very little knowledge of Islam, and just realised that she needed to start now. Yet she has already worn the Burqa.&lt;br /&gt;I know this for a fact that not all people in Burqa are pious, or have extremely deep knowledge about Islam, but not many share the same knowledge, so here i am telling you, do not judge a book by its cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Zealander was so passionate about Islam which is not a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;One thing that really interests me is when she said, she reads the Quran, and finds it amazing that what is said in the Quran is really happening around us today. which is incredibly true.&lt;br /&gt;Like the fall of many western banks recently, Believe me or not,it is stated in the Quran, you just have to to read and understand it properly. i've yet to open the Quran and look. No worries, I will write more about this for those who are somehow in disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;The Russians don't speak even a word of English so it was rather difficult to communicate with them. Most of them wore Burqa, but as they flipped it over their heads, they took out their pocket mirror and glanced at it every 5 minutes. Nevertheless,They were really beautiful people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not even a quarter of the interesting people I met here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't compare myself to the boy in "into the wild" as I'm not lost nor am I looking for something I'm absolutely clueless about. But I would say it's a journey "into the rough" as there are many interesting things and people I learn from whilst living it roughly. ROUGHLY YES. Don't believe me? wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a true adventure and I'm glad it will still be for quite some time. From notoriously reckless drivers to beautiful mosques surrounded by brown dillapidated buildings. LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s- whaddaya know, i did talk about people rather than my lesson.gawrshh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-6187670591694939235?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/6187670591694939235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=6187670591694939235&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/6187670591694939235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/6187670591694939235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/10/interesting-is-misregypt.html' title='INteresting is Misr(Egypt)'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-1824574173698203011</id><published>2008-10-11T20:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T20:05:40.688+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Coldplay :)</title><content type='html'>Coldplay = love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsa love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved love loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-1824574173698203011?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/1824574173698203011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=1824574173698203011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1824574173698203011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1824574173698203011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/10/coldplay.html' title='Coldplay :)'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-3522191293193468552</id><published>2008-10-11T19:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T20:03:38.088+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Egypt.</title><content type='html'>Greetings from Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss home but not as much as I expected. It's only the third day anyway. The plane ride was not so bad and am enjoying myself tremendously here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that is bothering me right now is the thought that I won't be meeting my loved ones ( other than my two darling sisters here) for the next 3 months. I miss family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day, and there's so much to say about Egypt. Wait till I learn arabic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainul out and needing a shower!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-3522191293193468552?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/3522191293193468552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=3522191293193468552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/3522191293193468552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/3522191293193468552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/10/egypt.html' title='Egypt.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-340079519828515420</id><published>2008-10-08T22:40:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:44:22.172+11:00</updated><title type='text'>leaving on a jet plane.</title><content type='html'>i'm here to announce my departure to egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the itinerary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 full months all over egypt.&lt;br /&gt;1 month in london.&lt;br /&gt;During that month, if i have the convenience to visit ireland and scotland, I will definitely do so. (reminder to: vidhya, razeen,mimi and iman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many are asking why go to egypt for such a long period.&lt;br /&gt;I shall write when I'm not in such a rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, i'm excited about the prospects of arabic lessons and a series of iced mocha consumption at costa cafe. don't even get me started on london.&lt;br /&gt;Email me if anything :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:ainulm@gmail.com"&gt;ainulm@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for my safety. You'll be missed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-340079519828515420?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/340079519828515420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=340079519828515420&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/340079519828515420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/340079519828515420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/10/leaving-on-jet-plane_08.html' title='leaving on a jet plane.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-3114323431306103879</id><published>2008-10-07T22:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T03:07:12.577+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Rayaaa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SOtKQG5WbGI/AAAAAAAAAF0/oHjbLmHtv9E/s1600-h/raya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254375030847335522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SOtKQG5WbGI/AAAAAAAAAF0/oHjbLmHtv9E/s320/raya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't exactly have an open house cause open house=huge makan makan event with a vast number of people in it.&lt;br /&gt;However I did have a small one. I apologise dearly to those I did not invite, or clumsily forgot to. It wasn't because you guys aren't special enough, but I have my rational reasons. You can ask me personally. honestly, I hate leaving some people off the list. For starters, I invited people by groups, so that if I have my hands full, they have someone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most raya summary I've read, my raya wasn't all that. The highlight of raya was my visit to my grandma's grave. I miss her. Although raya wasn't as eventful as before, it definitely did not lack substance. I met friends and family, discovered old love in a new dimension, sharpened my self-esteem and witnessed profound moral values. I hope everyone all over the world had a great 1st Syawal, and will continue enjoying what's left of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainul out and about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s- I posted that picture without authorization from the individuals in it. Sorry, but in my defense, that was the best uno stacko angle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-3114323431306103879?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/3114323431306103879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=3114323431306103879&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/3114323431306103879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/3114323431306103879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/10/leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='Rayaaa.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SOtKQG5WbGI/AAAAAAAAAF0/oHjbLmHtv9E/s72-c/raya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-3204795142994095297</id><published>2008-10-02T10:35:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:38:38.784+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Eid Mubarak, Feast on this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SOQXq4LixQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tAVJGfxtwho/s1600-h/iqball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252349090823587074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SOQXq4LixQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tAVJGfxtwho/s320/iqball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Name:&lt;/em&gt; Iqbal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who is he&lt;/em&gt;: Newly Crowned most Adorable Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Known as:&lt;/em&gt; The reason we go out for Raya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signature Action&lt;/em&gt;: Constant smiling face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why we love him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;He's sooooo shy,he never stops smiling and he lovesss the cam-wait for it-ERA!camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Latest accomplishment?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flooding my camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crimes,if any&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Non yet, but if it was against the law to be ridiculously adorable, he'd be sentenced for life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What does the family think of him?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanna kidnap him back here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Final Verdict?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Indescribably and Insanely sidjfliwur2p93780238ruwrjiorzi2h!!!Iqbal, please come here more often. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s- Since he is the 8th wonder of the world after all, I thought, this is more of a public thing rather than a personal one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-3204795142994095297?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/3204795142994095297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=3204795142994095297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/3204795142994095297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/3204795142994095297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-eid-mubarak-feast-on-this.html' title='Happy Eid Mubarak, Feast on this.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SOQXq4LixQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tAVJGfxtwho/s72-c/iqball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-8320086572094915647</id><published>2008-09-30T10:48:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:48:47.349+10:00</updated><title type='text'>We are Intellectuals at our worst.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-8320086572094915647?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/8320086572094915647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=8320086572094915647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8320086572094915647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8320086572094915647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-are-intellectuals-at-our-worst.html' title='We are Intellectuals at our worst.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-7238449610366953562</id><published>2008-09-26T14:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T19:36:34.176+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain teaser no.2</title><content type='html'>A donkey is tied to a rope 6 feet long and there is a bale of hay 8 feet away. How can the donkey get to the hay if he does not bite or undo the rope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click comments for the answer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-7238449610366953562?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/7238449610366953562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=7238449610366953562&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7238449610366953562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7238449610366953562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/09/brain-teaser-no2.html' title='Brain teaser no.2'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-523111116872593194</id><published>2008-09-26T14:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T19:36:06.533+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Brainteaser no.1</title><content type='html'>A man is driving a black car on a blackened road without street lights and without headlights on his car. A black cat crosses the road right in front of his car and still he is able to apply brakes to save the cat. how come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click comment for the answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-523111116872593194?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/523111116872593194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=523111116872593194&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/523111116872593194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/523111116872593194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/09/brainteaser-no1.html' title='Brainteaser no.1'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-3499440578564932624</id><published>2008-09-25T17:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T18:03:50.063+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian politics</title><content type='html'>I have been avoiding from writing about Malaysian politics because I cannot be objective and unemotional about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me, am i to blame?&lt;br /&gt;Is it so hard to recognise who is the bad guy when in Malaysia, a fellow blogger was arrested and will be detained for two years without trial?&lt;br /&gt;for what reason?insulting islam?&lt;br /&gt;Have you even read his blog to really identify whether he did insult Islam?&lt;br /&gt;Does the government think we are all moron went it comes to religion that we do not know how to differentiate an insult to something else?&lt;br /&gt;yes when it comes to religion, Malaysians are sensitive but they don't know anything about it to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm talking about my hero Raja Petra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the Malaysian Government think we're all dumb when they keep on contradicting themselves like ridiculous morons?&lt;br /&gt;First you say, harga petrol naik because satu dunia naik.&lt;br /&gt;now that the price of oil GLOBALLY has gone down, you cakap don't turunkan because taknak Petronas lose their profit.&lt;br /&gt;did any of our minister learn economics?&lt;br /&gt;Do they know how inflation and deflation works?It's basic economics, if they don't know they should go fly kites. and at the looks of our economy, Kite runners should already be flooding the streets right now.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow, dah turun lagi 10 cents. I'm very bersyukur, cause that's what malaysians should do right?be grateful that the government has given them at least something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't understand people who still cannot see the reality of what's happening to our country. If you don't care about politics then please don't pandai pandai nak support who and who based on your family views. Don't bring out ridiculous Islamophobia arguments. You want answers, you go find for it. I am more than happy to enlighten you about my views and stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Fedex yesterday, and because our local papers are useless as a medium of information to begin with, I usually ignore them, but not yesterday. I heard the Fedex officers commenting on the local papers that had Raja Petra news all over it. They were talking about how Raja Petra was this and that, was a traitor who shouldn't open his big mouth and insult you know who..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't feel angry.&lt;br /&gt;I felt pity, for those people.&lt;br /&gt;They don't have the luxury of time to sit down and read anything else other than the manipulative and controlled local newspapers. That is basically their source of daily updates. How can they open their minds to think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how to be unbias and objective?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-3499440578564932624?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/3499440578564932624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=3499440578564932624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/3499440578564932624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/3499440578564932624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/09/malaysian-politics.html' title='Malaysian politics'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-5416924625295312662</id><published>2008-09-23T20:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:00:06.525+10:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you're a late 80's baby when..</title><content type='html'>your mum asked you to buy her favourite kuih and you go to the stall saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hello,mak saya nak &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;kuih lompat tikam&lt;/span&gt;,ada?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ada"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" ooh,yang mana satu ha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do they come up with all these names??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-5416924625295312662?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/5416924625295312662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=5416924625295312662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/5416924625295312662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/5416924625295312662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-know-youre-late-80s-baby-when.html' title='You know you&apos;re a late 80&apos;s baby when..'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-1340266249074258365</id><published>2008-09-22T19:13:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T19:15:40.023+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a new blog</title><content type='html'>yeah and it's called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainul Is Not A Robot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically emotional trash can.&lt;br /&gt;I'm seperating my emotions and the actual important things in life worth writing about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll be deleting my personal posts on this blog.just so you know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-1340266249074258365?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/1340266249074258365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=1340266249074258365&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1340266249074258365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1340266249074258365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-have-new-blog.html' title='I have a new blog'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-9004654015225853442</id><published>2008-09-20T20:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T20:53:08.546+10:00</updated><title type='text'>fishy fish</title><content type='html'>Salmon is pronounced sæmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE TAKE NOTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a grammar snob. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that when I was in primary school on tv, Yeah I accidentally watched the educational channels. But after many many years, I'm starting to get ABIT,(very little) irritated, when people, even those with exceptional english says SAL MON with the L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a silent L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I'm no grammar snob, Will never be. I hate grammar snobs, in addition, my english isn't that profound anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-9004654015225853442?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/9004654015225853442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=9004654015225853442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/9004654015225853442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/9004654015225853442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/09/fishy-fish.html' title='fishy fish'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-7862329313714491436</id><published>2008-09-17T10:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:14:21.656+10:00</updated><title type='text'>There are certainly loads more.</title><content type='html'>Today's topic: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;humour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SNBKw6kCqYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/cT4mAG52Hpw/s1600-h/DSCN2094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SNBKw6kCqYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/cT4mAG52Hpw/s320/DSCN2094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246775770101229954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken From:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SNBKxGpCv-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Y05lgD4PZoo/s1600-h/DSCN2095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SNBKxGpCv-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Y05lgD4PZoo/s320/DSCN2095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246775773343432674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6127995497765876194-7862329313714491436?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/7862329313714491436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=7862329313714491436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7862329313714491436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7862329313714491436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/09/there-are-certainly-loads-more.html' title='There are certainly loads more.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SNBKw6kCqYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/cT4mAG52Hpw/s72-c/DSCN2094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-5087167199800267456</id><published>2008-09-11T19:15:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T19:56:06.653+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Ramadhan. No it's not too late,it's only the 2nd week.</title><content type='html'>The topic for today was suppose to be "Your guide to Subliminal Messages". However I am not in a "professional writer mode" so i'm going to write about something more casual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for you, I'm going to talk about food today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specifically: The delightful Shambo from O'briens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like many, I am that type of person who sticks to a particular order in any restaurant. I have been eating Chicken tripledecker, a truly unhealthy sandwich, from O'briens from the very day I started eating there. However, my sister, who is a health freak frowned upon my nasty consumption and forced me to get the Shambo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a Shambo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no freaking idea. The fact that it's called a Shambo, somehow entertains my appetite. The only thing I know about Shamboes is that It is shaped like a hidden mickey, only all circles are equal in size, in other words, a peculiar looking sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shambo i ate was supposedly the healthiest one, since the fillings are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pesto,&lt;br /&gt;Sundried tomatoes,&lt;br /&gt;Mozarella.&lt;br /&gt;and I added chicken by paying 4 extra bucks, what a rip off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether it's because I had it for buka puasa, or because the sandwich is truly scrumptious, but I ate it like a "Michael Phelps during breakfast" ( FYI, he eats 12,000 calories a day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should give it a try. To me, sundried tomatoes should be the only legal way to eat tomatoes.mmmm. If you like the green stuff on your bruschetta, then you would love this sandwich,mainly because they spread the Pesto super generously. Don't even get me started on cheese. The chicken is optional, if you're a chicken person( double meaning BUCK buck buck), then prepare to succumb to the extravagant capitalist strategy(pay as you add?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i disappoint myself, I didn't even ellaborate the details of the memorable taste in each bite. ah well, deal with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-5087167199800267456?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/5087167199800267456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=5087167199800267456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/5087167199800267456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/5087167199800267456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-ramadhan-no-its-not-too-lateits.html' title='Happy Ramadhan. No it&apos;s not too late,it&apos;s only the 2nd week.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-2348011059555253520</id><published>2008-09-09T18:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:51:32.245+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Crisis #45</title><content type='html'>problem of the day/week/month/year:&lt;br /&gt;An outrage of contemplation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On what: Choosing my university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawrsh.It's so hard to do this. Unlike UK, getting all your offers from Aussie University means trouble. I'm having such a tough time deciding between the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; university in Australia and The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;number 1&lt;/span&gt; university in Australia :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't even be blabbing about this here, but I just wanted to spread out the news that I've made my decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so creepy that for once, my dad said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think dot dot dot is good for you cause it's a beautiful place, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;you'll have tons of fun there&lt;/span&gt;. I don't want you to get bored and travel constantly just to get a piece of enjoyment. plus, it's not like you're rejecting the number 1 place to go to a number 4 or 5. Dot dot dot is second right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No dad, it's 3rd, i didn't apply to melbourne which is number 2 cause..well you know why."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he still said okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creepy, mainly because when it came to Oxford, he insisted that I study there even though I told him about how demotivated I feel in that city. But this is good, he's starting to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the dot dot dot is Sydney!! I've made up my mind. I need a life while doing my degree. Focusing too much on the school reputation and ranking will not produce me an enjoyable student life. at least, i don't Think so. So good news to sydney, i'm about to add a dash of awesome into the already super gnarly city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news for you too Zulaikha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-2348011059555253520?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/2348011059555253520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=2348011059555253520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/2348011059555253520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/2348011059555253520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-crisis-45.html' title='Life Crisis #45'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-8885613293465390997</id><published>2008-09-08T17:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T17:53:35.978+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A short hello.</title><content type='html'>friends in the USA..please becareful as there are too many catastrophical nature mood swings happening across the country. hurricanes katrina lah, gustav la, paul lah, damn dangerous weyh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hurricane Gustav, i heard they predicted a greater hurricane in california...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STAY IN THE BASEMENT OKAYYYY!B-A-S-E-M-E-N-T..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USA is not so safe these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-8885613293465390997?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/8885613293465390997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=8885613293465390997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8885613293465390997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8885613293465390997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/09/short-hello.html' title='A short hello.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-776341017710318636</id><published>2008-09-08T16:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T17:28:19.491+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaron John the Prominent Turkish Intellectual.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SMTN6ENXvdI/AAAAAAAAAEY/3tms2JbffuI/s1600-h/Adnan_Oktar_Agustos2007_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243542263612030418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SMTN6ENXvdI/AAAAAAAAAEY/3tms2JbffuI/s320/Adnan_Oktar_Agustos2007_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He goes by the pen name Harun Yahya ( Aaron John)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Real name: Adnan Oktar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What do we need to know about him&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Despite constantly donning a somewhat similar to a James Bond attire and Versace belts, He isn't any business tycoon ripping our riches away from us. He is in fact the author of a vast number of books that are written based on the Quran,may it be concerning science,history,health and many more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He's an intellect extraordinare since the very beginning of his university years. He dedicates his intellectual effort against Darwinism and Materialism that has grown to be a global phenomenon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Most importantly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"The common point in all the Harun Yahya's works is that all the topics covered by his works are in full agreement with the Qur'an, and strongly affirmed by Qur'anic understanding. Even the topics addressed by science and mostly considered complicated and confusing are narrated very lucidly and explicitly in the books of Harun Yahya. For this reason, these books appeal to everyone, from every age and social group".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;also famous for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the international hero in communicating the fallacy of the theory of evolution and the fact of creation(you know, that theory by charles darwin, ape to bigger ape, to a a less of a hunchback ape to human?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wonders of Harun Yahya ( Aaron John&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He has proven, through his book, that Quran is beyond a religious book,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and revealed the scientific explanations in the Quran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He has enlightened many regarding Zionist racism and Freemasonry and their negative effects on world history and politics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;he managed to prove the evolution theory as irrelevant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In order to make his book available to the poor and rich, from east to west, his websites has downloadable version of all his books. isn't that super awesome? I mean, talk about spreading the truth and knowledge righteously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Books you should download&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Allah's Miracles in the Qur'an : Mind Boggling and humbling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Perished Nations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What do people think of him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A true Genius, a true Muslim hero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do We think of him?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A devoted Muslim and a super stylish one at it?&lt;br /&gt;He should be crowned King Awesomeeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why Should you read what he writes?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As a reminder, or an enlightment :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SMTP22K-hMI/AAAAAAAAAEg/x9DZJFWJMAE/s1600-h/HarunYahyaTurkey%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243544407327540418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" height="99" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SMTP22K-hMI/AAAAAAAAAEg/x9DZJFWJMAE/s320/HarunYahyaTurkey%5B1%5D.jpg" width="103" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;whatchu waiting forrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-776341017710318636?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/776341017710318636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=776341017710318636&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/776341017710318636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/776341017710318636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/09/aaron-john-prominent-turkish.html' title='Aaron John the Prominent Turkish Intellectual.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SMTN6ENXvdI/AAAAAAAAAEY/3tms2JbffuI/s72-c/Adnan_Oktar_Agustos2007_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-6448786293281237482</id><published>2008-09-08T00:29:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T02:22:20.449+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag o wars.</title><content type='html'>I have no clue what this tag thing is all about. all i know is, the fact that i got tagged might perhaps be a hint that i should update my boring blog more?here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULE #2 Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by Ahmad Rashaad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?move along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?umph,to be an angel.like literally, with wings and all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Whose butt would you like to kick? the Zionists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?kick the zionist ass for real. ofcourse i'd also buy me a perfect shiny and new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What annoys you most? nowadays,i cannot stand looking at any kinda mess. from towels poorly arranged on the rack to books stacked on the table. i'd rearranged em all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, sprinkled donuts or powdered donuts? Both uh huh.mmhmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?oh gawrsh too corny for ainul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?fight for it RAWR..cos we are young, we are free.haha, unless the person attached to that person is ridiculously dangerous or respectful. see, i'm nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who would you want to cook with? the tomyam,brownies,burnt cookies, somehow very unhealthy fruit salad, sushi with apple cider zohan watching team!!!! you guys know who you are. only this time, i want better skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What takes you down the fastest?traffic jam ----&gt; ahh same here rashaad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?still same ol awesome me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What's your primary resolution this year? To stop being so sensitive.gawrsh ainul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?a super reliable friend.optimistic and did i tell u guys he's a life saver.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?SINGLE AND RICH LA. the latter should be banned from being considered anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What's the first thing you do when you wake up?drink water.brush my teeth. i'm obsessed with dental hygiene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?depends on what kind.relationship is very general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?the smarter one?(i know i'm very judgemental that way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?it's not like i wouldn't. it's more of i can't .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Do you prefer being single or having a relationship?single can jingle and mingle what what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.List 5 people to tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raja petra pls pls pls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Zulaikha(if you know how to play this)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Myra(if you know how to play this)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sarah ( you don't even have a blog)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mighty Duck (you know who you are and you too, do not have a blog)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&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/6127995497765876194-6448786293281237482?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/6448786293281237482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=6448786293281237482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/6448786293281237482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/6448786293281237482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/09/tag-o-wars.html' title='Tag o wars.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-4209056074247929093</id><published>2008-09-02T18:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:29:06.096+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SLz66rcLQ6I/AAAAAAAAAEI/um67kC1CpcQ/s1600-h/FightClub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241339952352674722" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SLz66rcLQ6I/AAAAAAAAAEI/um67kC1CpcQ/s320/FightClub.jpg" width="209" border="0" height="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Watching the movie again, made me read the book once more. that happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, for those who haven't watched or read this book. You're missing something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somehow, the small details in the book/movie seem to escape me therefore every&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;time I read or watch it again, I learn something new. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000093/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tyler Durden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're not your job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="qt0222352"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000093/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tyler Durden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The things you own end up owning you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You wake up at Seatac, SFO, LAX. You wake up at O'Hare, Dallas-Fort Worth, BWI. Pacific, mountain, central. Lose an hour, gain an hour. This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time. You wake up at Air Harbor International. If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;could you wake up as a different person&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;With a gun barrel between your teeth, you speak only in vowels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000093/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tyler Durden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;: [pointing at an emergency instruction manual on a plane] You know why they put oxygen masks on planes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001570/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Narrator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;: So you can breath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000093/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tyler Durden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Oxygen gets you high&lt;/span&gt;. In a catastrophic emergency, you're taking giant panicked breaths. Suddenly you become euphoric, docile. You accept your fate. It's all right here. Emergency water landing - 600 miles an hour. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blank faces, calm as Hindu cows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241339757432030258" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SLz6vVTeRDI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zW4jEdGgNhc/s320/error-safety-airline-good.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001570/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Narrator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; That's, um... That's an interesting theory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001570/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Narrator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;: Marla's philosophy of life is that she might die at any moment. The tragedy, she said, was that she didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i have to share a brief synopsis with you in order for me to explain he best part of this story. But i'm afraid i can't cause i want you to experience the story like i did. plus i don't wanna spoil it for you.once you know, the story's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-4209056074247929093?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/4209056074247929093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=4209056074247929093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/4209056074247929093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/4209056074247929093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/09/fight-club-by-chuck-palahniuk.html' title='Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SLz66rcLQ6I/AAAAAAAAAEI/um67kC1CpcQ/s72-c/FightClub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-101813579403631019</id><published>2008-08-29T13:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T13:48:02.189+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Glory glory Man United.</title><content type='html'>I wonder why I'm not a football fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It probably started when I was told it's not a game anymore. It's a selfish capatalist conquest.&lt;br /&gt;But why complicate things when we can always just enjoy the game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've figured out a few reasons though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) I enjoy being in the game more than watching the game.&lt;br /&gt;b) my attention span is ridiculously short that I cannot get myself to sit down and enjoy a game that goes on more than 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;c) I'm simply not a tv person.( cause I have a feeling, I wouldn't mind watching the game,Live).&lt;br /&gt;d)I just did not get sucked up into the fan pool when the time WAS right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, personally, i think answer B is the most accurate.&lt;br /&gt;hahah, this is very random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-101813579403631019?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/101813579403631019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=101813579403631019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/101813579403631019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/101813579403631019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/08/glory-glory-man-united.html' title='Glory glory Man United.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-7700912902195050399</id><published>2008-08-29T00:06:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T00:07:05.355+10:00</updated><title type='text'>:O</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Something inside me feels like dying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's peculiar and bizzare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-7700912902195050399?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/7700912902195050399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=7700912902195050399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7700912902195050399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7700912902195050399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/08/o.html' title=':O'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-5495996151511560724</id><published>2008-08-28T11:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T13:16:49.722+10:00</updated><title type='text'>This little piggy...will kill me</title><content type='html'>Honestly, I don't mean to touch on this issue so openly as it might be abit of a sensitive issue for some(or not, i don't really know). However, I feel a sense of obligation to remind everyone not to take food for granted. especially my friends abroad, or those who are going abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well first and foremost, it is forbidden for muslims(you know who you are) to eat pork and believe me, it's not for no good reason. No matter how profane you are when it comes to religion, there are some things that are best followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this in a  book by Harun Yahya. he's a true genius. So ima simplify things for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hygiene(THE MOST IMPORTANT FACTOR OF ALL):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This issue persists till today. No matter how clean the farms and environments on which it is raised may be, the pig is not by nature a clean-living animal. It often plays in and even eats its own excrement . Due to this and its biological structure, the pig produces much higher levels of antibodies than other animals. haiyahhhh, I'm sorry, but I hafta express how derangedly grossed out I am by this thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Growth Hormones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pigs also produce far higher levels of growth hormone than other animals. The meat also contains high levels of cholesterol and lipids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Conclusion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well basically, those things i just said up there(hormones,antibodies, lipid and cholesterol) contributes to extraordinary obesity. countries like USA and Germany, where pork meat is consumed largely, is known to host the existence of above-average numbers of obese individuals. When exposed to excessive growth hormones as a result of pork-based diet, the human body first put on excessive weight and then suffers physical deformations.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not saying that being fat is caused by entirely by pork. There is a fine line between obese and extra baby fats you still bring around even when you're 24. Skinny or slim is not neccesarily healthy and chubbyness is not neccessarily ugly(something alot of teens fail to see these days). Obese is when you are so overweight that you've crossed the health line appropriate for your age. To me, it's not your size that people frown at, it's the way you take care of your health that triggers criticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Trichina Worm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is frequently found in pork and when it enters the human body, it settles directly in the muscles of the heart and represents a possibly fatal threat. this may risk infections by trichina and possible death to those who consume it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the precautionary measures and inspections that take place in modern-day pig rearing, the fact that pork is physiologically incompatible with the human body and is a variety of meat harmful to human health has not altered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys, settle for a lebanese kebab rather than eating McDonald's cheeseburger in London. Don't satisfy your cravings just because you feel you can(whether muslim or not). Don't take food like fish and vegetables for granted, question how they were cooked. if you think this is too much trouble, then i can't help you. You can always have it the easy way, but not without a cost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-5495996151511560724?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/5495996151511560724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=5495996151511560724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/5495996151511560724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/5495996151511560724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-little-piggy.html' title='This little piggy...will kill me'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-8929398838998049540</id><published>2008-08-26T17:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T17:24:05.543+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Word of the day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blamestorming:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;an intense discussion for the purposes of placing blame or  assigning responsibility for a misdeed or failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Etymology:&lt;/b&gt;  patterned on &lt;i&gt;brainstorming&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Isn't that.....smart. It's like, people actually blame storm. now I know the precise word to describe the thing I do when i'm in trouble. Actually, not word, but precise phrase, as it would be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"taking the blame&lt;/span&gt;"(coughs,coughs,coughssss)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-8929398838998049540?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/8929398838998049540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=8929398838998049540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8929398838998049540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8929398838998049540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/08/word-of-day.html' title='Word of the day.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-8582387842256654145</id><published>2008-08-26T16:26:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T16:32:49.661+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya!</title><content type='html'>Cepat laaa. I feel like learningggg. I wanna go to Australia a.s.a.p. I want to hear my lecturers speaking in that horrible accent. Sigh. Raya first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeahs, speaking of raya.....I'm already planning an open house :O WOW. I know this might be a little too early. They're not even  selling raya cards yet!. but since i'm going to egypt on the 4th day or raya, I need to inform you guys(whoever's reading) that my open house might be on the first or second day of raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOooooo clear your schedulesss!pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeee, my last raya at home for the next three yearsss. I will definitely invite each and everyone personally, but this is to make sure you guys clean up that schedule of yours!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-8582387842256654145?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/8582387842256654145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=8582387842256654145&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8582387842256654145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8582387842256654145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/08/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya!'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-370257977264967945</id><published>2008-08-22T22:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T22:55:08.172+10:00</updated><title type='text'>and the Nightmare Begins....</title><content type='html'>and will be continuing for the next six weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the culprit? : Ain Zubaida Rosli also known as Beda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmhmm my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gets on my nervesssss like crayzzzzieeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-370257977264967945?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/370257977264967945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=370257977264967945&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/370257977264967945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/370257977264967945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-nightmare-begins.html' title='and the Nightmare Begins....'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-247222875476852288</id><published>2008-08-22T00:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T01:02:38.200+10:00</updated><title type='text'>iPod touch got trashed by...</title><content type='html'>I know I have had this for quite some time now, but I didn't exactly have the chance to fully utilize it till last few weeks. What am I talking about? My beloved Wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236983739989967938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SK2A9vyZREI/AAAAAAAAADY/cDFKB9Jisrw/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the best video game ever invented. The synchronisation between our movement and the characters on the tv is just amazing. But that isn't the best point yet.&lt;br /&gt;It's the best workout machine ever! Basically, I don't bother to workout daily. But with my wii, perspirating is packed with fun and action. Which is AWESOME. This complements the fact that everyone can play it. even my MUM enjoys it. She played tennis like a pro. Awww,momma you maria sharapova. My family isn't the type who enjoys video games, so back then when I had my Playstations, twas me against the computer or friends. abit borring yeah? but nowwww, new era, new age, new bonding sessions with my sisters. thanks to you Wii.har har&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I could not have sounded more like a Wii promoter. Ahh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the best way to really break a sweat is for you to fully get in the spirit of the game. Play as if you're on the field. Whack the ball as if it was targeting Paris Hilton or Jonas Brothers' tight pants. If you're a lazy arsee, or you have no interest in sports, I suggest you read a book. ahahaha, at least your mind is sharpened.Seriously,I've not regrets buying a Wii instead of a PS3. To put the cherry on top of the 5-scoop sundae, buy a dancing mat. Yes I might not be the right person to recommend this. I might not even be that person who would even consider buying it. But you learn many things in college other than american pies right?*triple wink at my apartment matesss*. Left right, Up Up, doWn down..oooo i'm in the groove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Wii, is officially the machine of the year. Sighh, sorry iPod Touch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-247222875476852288?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/247222875476852288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=247222875476852288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/247222875476852288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/247222875476852288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/08/ipod-touch-got-trashed-by.html' title='iPod touch got trashed by...'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SK2A9vyZREI/AAAAAAAAADY/cDFKB9Jisrw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-4056182040809603729</id><published>2008-08-21T18:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T18:14:25.062+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hobbies are meant to be awesome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SK0jfLaJuvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/tSEQyg0O974/s1600-h/040821_timacheff_AthensOlympicFencing_4686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236880960247151346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SK0jfLaJuvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/tSEQyg0O974/s320/040821_timacheff_AthensOlympicFencing_4686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new loveeeeeeeee. Hopefully they have a fencing club in Australia.&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/6127995497765876194-4056182040809603729?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/4056182040809603729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=4056182040809603729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/4056182040809603729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/4056182040809603729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/08/hobbies-are-meant-to-be-awesome.html' title='Hobbies are meant to be awesome.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SK0jfLaJuvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/tSEQyg0O974/s72-c/040821_timacheff_AthensOlympicFencing_4686.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-4642360988012289407</id><published>2008-08-09T01:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T01:36:38.495+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop drinking..too much.</title><content type='html'>I'm an avid mineral water drinker. I even drink mineral water at home, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;at least&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 1.5 litres a day. That usually sounds like a good thing, but little did I know that mineral water is hazardous for my already less than perfect health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that, water that comes from the ground is not exactly good( except for air zam zam, very awesome right? ), whereas, water that comes from the hill is excellent.  I might be using the wrong terms to explain this, so I apologize in advance to those geoscientists and geologists. Mineral water is drilled from the ground, but the problem here is the fact that is has both organic and inorganic minerals. What is this organic schmorganic buzz talk i'm yapping about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, apple has iron, so does your ipod. if your ipod rosak and you bury it underground, it will rust and the rusty iron will now be apart of the dirt,rocks,stones of earth. That is inorganic mineral unlike the one in your apple. okay?okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mineral water may cause kidney stones and all sorts of other diseases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I learnt something very useful today. I used to hate Reverse Osmosis water cause it tastes funny, but it is the best water to ensure the &lt;strong&gt;pinkness of your health.&lt;/strong&gt; although i might have altered and misuse the proverb, i stand by what i just said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water from the hill is similar to reverse osmosis water for your information. It contains zero minerals and is squeaky clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever say I didn't warn you. This is Ainul, reporting live from Subang Jaya. Your well-being is always my concern.*wink*...mmm*wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Serial winker out and about!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-4642360988012289407?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/4642360988012289407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=4642360988012289407&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/4642360988012289407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/4642360988012289407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/08/stop-drinkingtoo-much.html' title='Stop drinking..too much.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-2814236284113794030</id><published>2008-08-04T15:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T15:08:17.953+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Throw with you</title><content type='html'>Hmm, a little boy shot in the head&lt;br /&gt;Just another kid sent out to get some bread&lt;br /&gt;Not the first murder nor the last&lt;br /&gt;Again and again a repetition of the past&lt;br /&gt;Since the very first day same story&lt;br /&gt;Young ones, old ones, some glory&lt;br /&gt;How can it be, has the whole world turned blind?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just ’cause it’s only affecting my kind?!&lt;br /&gt;If these walls could speak,imagine what would they say&lt;br /&gt;For me in this path that I walk onthere’s only one way&lt;br /&gt;Bullets may kill, bones may break&lt;br /&gt;Still I throw stones like David before me and I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try not to cry little one&lt;br /&gt;You’re not alone&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;br /&gt;Try not to cry little one&lt;br /&gt;My heart is your stone&lt;br /&gt;I’ll throw with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my brothers and sisters in palestine, This is my word to throw with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-2814236284113794030?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/2814236284113794030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-3990018191715702960</id><published>2008-07-31T23:31:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T23:32:07.149+10:00</updated><title type='text'>personal posts are boring</title><content type='html'>I haven't been doing my job.&lt;br /&gt;sorry people, i promise the next post will be something, worth reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-3990018191715702960?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/3990018191715702960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=3990018191715702960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/3990018191715702960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/3990018191715702960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/personal-posts-are-boring.html' title='personal posts are boring'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-6697111516896353765</id><published>2008-07-31T22:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T00:28:07.143+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sungai..Wang?</title><content type='html'>Let's dedicate this post to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fariq Shazanee a.k.a Mighty Duck a.k.a Ayam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let's briefly start the story. My dad's friend and his wife from Bangladesh came to Malaysia for a holiday. I am the tour guide, enough said. Safe to say, the only problem we had is me not having the whole of KL in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mr Fariq came to the rescue. I cannot engage in random conversations on how beautiful KL is or how amazing the shoes are. I cannot pull off witty remarks without laughing at myself inside. And yes Fariq did it. A word of warning, I don't want you to lose your already big head which might be expanding even more now fariq. So no more compliments. You've suffered enough today, with the ice cream guys all over you. HAHA. Despite being overdressed * yes la,interview at the ambassy right*, you pulled of those really dirty slippars pretty okay. Buttttt,among all things, you still walk like a duck. Peace out hombree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229168980616863106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SJG9e4go3YI/AAAAAAAAADI/0-W7oeNroV0/s320/DSC00398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay of to sleep, will be going to genting highlands at 8 am tomorrow and both my legs,are aching beyond words. oh yeah,THANK YOU. Next week more adventure. Monkeysssss&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s- Miraz and Shiyoma says hi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-6697111516896353765?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/6697111516896353765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=6697111516896353765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/6697111516896353765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/6697111516896353765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/sungaiwang.html' title='Sungai..Wang?'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SJG9e4go3YI/AAAAAAAAADI/0-W7oeNroV0/s72-c/DSC00398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-6268154751999173814</id><published>2008-07-31T10:06:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T10:10:49.892+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mock mock tick tock.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Since someone mocked my spiritual journey to the beach, i decided to add one more beautiful picture.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228963598461481890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SJECsEW-s6I/AAAAAAAAADA/u4OT3r2ZdA0/s320/DSCN1721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Was like swimming in a giant swimming pool.AHH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P/s- just kidding chad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-6268154751999173814?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/6268154751999173814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=6268154751999173814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/6268154751999173814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/6268154751999173814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/mock-mock-tick-tock.html' title='Mock mock tick tock.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SJECsEW-s6I/AAAAAAAAADA/u4OT3r2ZdA0/s72-c/DSCN1721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-1748584372972771327</id><published>2008-07-24T02:21:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T11:35:35.675+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Nemo.</title><content type='html'>I am back from Finding Nemo....in Redang Island. The good news is, I did find Nemo, hiding in the sea anemone, but it's nothing compared to encountering sharks right (insert name here).haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As strange as this may sound, it was really a spiritual retreat. and I dare not describe the beauty of nature i saw for i am afraid i would not do justice to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd really love to share my fun getaway with you, but i'd rather not because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) You don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;b) You Kuala Lumpur kids have more than enough fun already that I'd rather talk about starvation in Darfur.&lt;br /&gt;c)I'm hungry right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit of frolicking in the sun, here are the highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226381325779849362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SIfWIA_X0JI/AAAAAAAAACg/hdu7WQczjtg/s320/DSCN1641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Now I know why Jughead loves Hammocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226382505048270274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SIfXMqG35cI/AAAAAAAAACw/g3rhRDERyes/s320/DSCN1759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water makes me wanna jump and say HOORAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226382495962576466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SIfXMIQrNlI/AAAAAAAAACo/3aH9q9miaLc/s320/DSCN1699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Contrary to what they say, Squirrels do eat Pau Kaya for breakfast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226383554494992722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SIfYJvmeEVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/qaFDnztY9mg/s320/DSCN1629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, this burnt skin makes me miss the original color of my legs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay back to the real world. ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-1748584372972771327?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/1748584372972771327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=1748584372972771327&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1748584372972771327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1748584372972771327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/finding-nemo.html' title='Finding Nemo.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SIfWIA_X0JI/AAAAAAAAACg/hdu7WQczjtg/s72-c/DSCN1641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-3544365629574620015</id><published>2008-07-20T19:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T19:47:23.556+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheatus</title><content type='html'>I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby,like you.oooooo-ooh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-3544365629574620015?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/3544365629574620015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=3544365629574620015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/3544365629574620015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/3544365629574620015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/wheatus.html' title='Wheatus'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-8581444762812795824</id><published>2008-07-18T12:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T22:05:39.491+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Fact of the Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Toyota Altis ads featuring Brad Pitt were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,625200,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;banned in Malaysia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; after the country's deputy information minister ruled that Pitt's handsome appearance may make Malaysian countrymen feel inferior. "Why must we use their faces in our advertisements?" asked &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zainuddin Maidin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to London's Guardian. "Aren't our own people handsome enough?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OMG ISN'T That the most ridiculous thing you've ever heard??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot, and he's the Malaysian info minister?i wonder how is he doing his job without getting distracted by the thought of handsome caucasians flooding Local television every 5 minutes.for a minister, He seems to really have plenty of free time looking at the way he spends it being delusionally threatened by brad pitt's ridiculous good looks.&lt;br /&gt;SHUNNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What a moron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-8581444762812795824?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/8581444762812795824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=8581444762812795824&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8581444762812795824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8581444762812795824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-fact-of-day.html' title='Fun Fact of the Day.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-7960828083638134129</id><published>2008-07-17T22:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T22:51:40.027+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hello and goodbye.</title><content type='html'>So unfortunately, you might not be able to reach me next week. many apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Itinerary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday to Wednesday: Redang Island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday to the following Sunday: Bank Negara predeparture programme in Port Dickson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd most probably be out on with my mum on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-7960828083638134129?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/7960828083638134129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=7960828083638134129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7960828083638134129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7960828083638134129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-and-goodbye.html' title='hello and goodbye.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-8336206714533536992</id><published>2008-07-17T21:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:26:08.231+10:00</updated><title type='text'>vegetable of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SH8rzKAX5rI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8C12gDpvsA/s1600-h/2276605759_3c0bc1a6a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223942250632308402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SH8rzKAX5rI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8C12gDpvsA/s320/2276605759_3c0bc1a6a7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is THAT? : Capsicum/Bellpeppers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They come in many colors. They are not just shiny and beautiful, they taste absolutely wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What We think of Capsicum.?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;healthy and scrumptious?GIMME MORE!britney style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Final Verdict:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE LOVE YOUUUUUUU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-8336206714533536992?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/8336206714533536992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=8336206714533536992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8336206714533536992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/8336206714533536992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/vegetable-of-day.html' title='vegetable of the day'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SH8rzKAX5rI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8C12gDpvsA/s72-c/2276605759_3c0bc1a6a7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-1703761393221320145</id><published>2008-07-17T13:10:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T13:10:42.363+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on fireee.</title><content type='html'>I think fire extinguishers are ...awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-1703761393221320145?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/1703761393221320145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=1703761393221320145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1703761393221320145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1703761393221320145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-on-fireee.html' title='I&apos;m on fireee.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-7300370398859111945</id><published>2008-07-16T22:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T22:58:38.571+10:00</updated><title type='text'>How to stop.Fullstop.</title><content type='html'>so today, i will share with you my excrutiating experience when I started boycotting Israel,AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it started with Mcdonalds. Well that wasn't suppose to be hard, cause the only thing i eat there is McEgg Muffin, and Mcflurry. FINEE, and occasionally some french fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it went well for a few weeks. I didn't even crave for anything. i later figured that it was more of terminating the habit of buying rather than the desire of wanting to eat Mcdonalds. I finally stopped for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing about stopping is, when you stop so suddenly, without bidding adieu first, your cravings/desires/temptations, will definitely seek you, one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one day, I couldn't resist thinking about oreos. Weird, yeahs. I was really craving for an Oreo Mcflurry. However, I thought about the amount i have to pay which is 4 bucks, and that means, 4 palestinian lives. (yeahs, one bullet for each ringgit). But i knew that this temptations will keep on coming untill it is triumphant. So what i did was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held back my intentions to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;I stuffed myself with food.&lt;br /&gt;Finally when i was bloated enough to puke, I drove myself to Mcdonalds,ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;Well, its basically human nature to resent anything that goes down their throat when their stomachs are three quarters or above full.&lt;br /&gt;And please notice how i emphasized on ALONE. This means you have no one to share it with.&lt;br /&gt;I bought my last Mcflurry, Gulp it down my throat, and now, I CANNOT STAND THE SIGHT OF WHITE SOFTIES MIXED WITH OREOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remember the steps :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-7300370398859111945?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/7300370398859111945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=7300370398859111945&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7300370398859111945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7300370398859111945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-to-stopfullstop.html' title='How to stop.Fullstop.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-47484439621790976</id><published>2008-07-16T21:10:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:12:48.713+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations,and celebration.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'd like to take this Opportunity to congratulate my bestfriend Zulaikha, in Queensland, for her team's wonderful triumph in MASCA.( which stands for something something,umph something, in short, netball tourney!). i knew you guys could kick some serious butt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way,someone's birthday is coming up, and i now know how to FEDEX :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-47484439621790976?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/47484439621790976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=47484439621790976&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/47484439621790976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/47484439621790976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/congratulationsand-celebration.html' title='Congratulations,and celebration.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-7952316812416003802</id><published>2008-07-16T14:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T15:01:40.189+10:00</updated><title type='text'>we love music.</title><content type='html'>okay so after the post i wrote about oil, i've been posting some serious bollocks here. so, i've decided to talk about something more significant, and that would be....*drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CORINNE BAILEY RAE!woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223463008031232178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SH137kMYULI/AAAAAAAAACQ/nqtOUllaJ1Q/s320/070607_raye_400X400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223463005544700274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SH137a7i2XI/AAAAAAAAACI/Jc-wOTqEd5w/s320/amd_corinne-bailey-rae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She's a real talent and i am madly in love with her songs. even the word captivating is an understatement for her. her tunes are mostly mellow and HAPPY.somehow, i think i have reached the stage where i need calm beats to fill the emptiness of my soul (wtf). a stage where nothing is too corny. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on second thought, i still have difficulties accepting corny things. but anyways, listen to her. she'll brighten your day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You make the red rose sun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shine on me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lift me up so high&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watch me fly away"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-7952316812416003802?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/7952316812416003802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=7952316812416003802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7952316812416003802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7952316812416003802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/okay-so-after-post-i-wrote-about-oil.html' title='we love music.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SH137kMYULI/AAAAAAAAACQ/nqtOUllaJ1Q/s72-c/070607_raye_400X400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-4845081420747574549</id><published>2008-07-15T23:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T02:40:53.376+10:00</updated><title type='text'>is it too late to apologize</title><content type='html'>I am sorry. i've yet to explain where i have been the last week. to these particular people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelia, Farhah, Fariq, Sonia, Miza. Sorry for my disappearance, and miza,for missing the lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sofiya, sorry i couldnt follow aiman,rashaad and sarah to visit you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to many other people who texted me but didnt get a reply, I'm sorry again.i have my reasons. and i shall ellaborate in the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to watch the anwar debate that is on channel 9 now. if you have the time,please watch it too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-4845081420747574549?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/4845081420747574549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=4845081420747574549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/4845081420747574549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/4845081420747574549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/is-it-too-late-to-apologize.html' title='is it too late to apologize'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-6302084315051593220</id><published>2008-07-13T22:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:50:19.278+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sur La Route, La Pluie et le beau temps!</title><content type='html'>A very exhausting day it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who know French, good on ya. For those who don't, the above means, "on the Road, Rain and Shine!" and yes I have been using my iPod to learn French. I must say, it's not ABC easy. I would rather say it's..very the complicated. Everything has a freaking gender.the COMPUTER has a gender. how do you genderize a computer?!Anyways, enough about that, i'm just very happy I can now count to a hundred in french, and speak to french cab driver. oh yeah, and eat in a french restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister just got back from egypt. it's been so long since all of us hung out together. years already. In fact, beda's still in turkey right now. so it's the 4 of us. but i'm still very happy. Little did I know, I'd have such a wonderful time catering to my sisters' ridiculous needs. anyways, my sister told me a really funny story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was at the airport with her friends and decided to buy some drinks. so they went tothis cafe (in egypt). They sat down and waited for the waiter to take their order but there weren't any in sight. After about 15 minutes of waiting, they got really annoyed, but they were not the only ones. A Canadian guy from across their table got up, and went all the way to the back of the counter, and found noone, not even the cashier. So he dared himself into the kitchen to find someone. Ironically,In the cafe, there was a sign that said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Please do not leave your valuables unattended ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the white guy took that sign and put it on their front counter where the cashier is..suppose to be... and took off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, someone came out, and my sister and her friends shouted, "that sign is for youuuuuu!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s- it's a boy btw. the computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-6302084315051593220?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/6302084315051593220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=6302084315051593220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/6302084315051593220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/6302084315051593220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/sur-la-route-la-pluie-et-le-beau-temps.html' title='Sur La Route, La Pluie et le beau temps!'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-3662721557440699640</id><published>2008-07-11T22:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T21:22:24.864+10:00</updated><title type='text'>All that glitter, is Dust.</title><content type='html'>hmm, it was nearing dusk. Strumming horrendously on my guitar, I saw a ray of light, slipping in between the small opening of the green curtain. I was amused. It was beautiful, but it was made of nothing else but the sun and flying dust particles that looked insanely indistinguishable to glitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember, as a kid, I used to raise my hand with my fist open, and slowly moved it towards the ray in hopes to capture the moving glitters. uh huh, they were extremely tricky and somehow flew in a cheetah like speed. or maybe a space rocket. You just go on and on, feeling excited. Do you think it's idiotic? Cause I still don't, and I still get mesmerized by the glimpse of it. I can stare all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can small particles of dust, look like floating glitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, dumb thoughts, for today. beautiful dumb thoughts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-3662721557440699640?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/3662721557440699640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=3662721557440699640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/3662721557440699640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/3662721557440699640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-that-glitter-is-dust.html' title='All that glitter, is Dust.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-699382143175053140</id><published>2008-07-10T19:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T19:25:12.494+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Most of the time</title><content type='html'>And so it is.&lt;br /&gt;just like you said it would be.&lt;br /&gt;life goes easy on me......most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched closer.go figure&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-699382143175053140?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/699382143175053140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=699382143175053140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/699382143175053140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/699382143175053140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/most-of-time.html' title='Most of the time'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-1979079410845645783</id><published>2008-07-10T16:37:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T15:15:32.376+10:00</updated><title type='text'>How They Twist and Shout</title><content type='html'>As i said in my previous post, i shall explain how the government has cheated their way to personal riches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to my sister yet again, Malaysia purchases very low grade oil, where there is high sulphure content. The lower the grade, as I said before, the cheaper the price. just like any other commodities, there is a base price. for those who know economics, take example inflation, we compare index prices of the current and base year. same thing here, say Grade A is used as the base grade for the base price, hence any other grade will be valued against that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our nextdoor neighbours however, do not purchase low grade oil. in fact, thailand and singapore purchase very high quality oil. That is why when we compare our prices to our neighbours' prices, ours seem relatively,lower, in fact,much lower. but the government manipulate the fact and took advantage of it. Without shame, they stated that we should be thankful they subsidize a alot compared to other countries by comparing the oil prices. the reality is that, we buy oil at a lower price in the first place. in fact, it's safe to say that our neighbours' might be the one heavily subsidized by their government in terms of real instead of nominal value. There is an article on Malaysia today that can help you understand more, i will post the link shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who do not know what real and nominal value is, here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets say you go two different kedai mamak. the first one sells roti canai for 1 ringgit, the second for 50 cents. since you are short of cash, you ask your friend to split the cost with you, but ofcourse,not the roti canai. for the first kedai mamak, your friend paid 40 cents for you. for the second one, your friend paid 10 cents. which means you only had to pay 60 cents and 40 cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here you are thinking, you paid more for the first compared to the second roti canai. Nominally yes, as 60 cents is more than 40. but in terms of real value, for the first one, you only paid for 3/5 of the real price(1ringgit) whereas, for the second one you paid 4/5 of the price ( 50 cents). so in real value, eating more roti canai from kedai mamak number one is more untung. get it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-1979079410845645783?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/1979079410845645783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=1979079410845645783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1979079410845645783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1979079410845645783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/oil-fraudulence-in-malaysia.html' title='How They Twist and Shout'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-7370210372285783165</id><published>2008-07-10T12:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T15:15:11.510+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Oil trading please read</title><content type='html'>i was having a light conversation with my sister yesterday when she started talking about oil prices, and i found out about something very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess i have to briefly introduce my sister, as to assure you of where she got her data and accentuate the validity of her statements.&lt;br /&gt;she works with petronas, in the oil business department. so she handles trading and things related to oil business (duh). in short, she knows how the prices are negotiated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In essence, based on reality and not some crap made up by the government, this is how oil prices are determined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To simplify it, the oil exporting countries usually gather to trade oil. they have headquarters in the USA,Japan, Saudi, etc etc. Each country is represented by a body which records and negotiates their trading going-ons. this body is called platts. in this trading session, each country offers their oil. lets take Malaysia, say our representative offers our oil, and the others will bid on it. and ofcourse, the oil will go to the highest bidder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three prices of oil, the highest price, where it is the value of the highest bid, the minium, which is the lowest bid and lastly, the average which is the value in between max and min. so say initially the oil price is 100bucks perbarrel. Out of the blue, someone suddenly offers $200 bucks perbarrel for our oil. so the average will go up and the max price now will be $200. based on this shocking offer, all the other countries now believe that, there are buyers who are willing to pay that high price for oil. so they will now sell at $200 barrel. as you can see, it is merely based on speculation that people are willing to buy at a higher price. yes, only based on speculation even though there isn't exactly a need for the price to go up. everyone is selfish and wants to get the maximum amount of profit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats how it works. the platts(the body) will record all transaction and will determine the current price of oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, from here, there are plenty of room for fraudulence, selfish propaganda and manipulation by those in power. how?Think about it. and if you're stuck, you can ask me anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one part of it.&lt;br /&gt;the grade of oil also plays another significant role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the countries bid on a certain grade of oil. say grade A. Let's take the price of Grade A to be $200 per barrel. If Malaysia sells grade A oil and in return buys grade B which is a lower quality oil, the lower quality oil will be cheaper, maybe by $20. this makes sense cause it is of lower quality anyway. and say Saudi buys grade A++ which is of higher quality. they therefore have to pay say $50 more. This is how they trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you know all this, i will write my next post on how the Malaysian government has robbed us all and manipulated facts to make them look ....Good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-7370210372285783165?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/7370210372285783165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=7370210372285783165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7370210372285783165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/7370210372285783165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/oil-trading-please-read.html' title='Oil trading please read'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-5253223664452415707</id><published>2008-07-07T16:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T16:33:38.016+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Why we hate Israel,Episode 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SHG4CtmnrzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6_jFQjPDlXY/s1600-h/palestinian200108r_468x352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220155799839944498" style="DISPLAY: block; 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CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SHG3vqD-vaI/AAAAAAAAABg/uakek2QL1Vg/s320/babies_fired_upon_by_us_helicopter.jpe" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SHG3v22_UzI/AAAAAAAAABo/v0D2E3K4YNg/s1600-h/2321185353_b3aaa9245c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220155475907007282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SHG3v22_UzI/AAAAAAAAABo/v0D2E3K4YNg/s320/2321185353_b3aaa9245c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SHG3v1b3zxI/AAAAAAAAABw/0Six5W2HO18/s1600-h/dsp_060410_Beit+Lahiya_Mohammad+Salem7525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220155475524833042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SHG3v1b3zxI/AAAAAAAAABw/0Six5W2HO18/s320/dsp_060410_Beit+Lahiya_Mohammad+Salem7525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; remember, it doesn't matter whether you are black or white, christian and buddhist from everywhere and anywhere. they are commiting a crime agaisnt humanity. they have violated human rights. they have brutally snatched the lives of many palestinians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, there is absoultely nothing wrong in trying to prevail human rights. seriously guys, please at least try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-5253223664452415707?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/5253223664452415707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=5253223664452415707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/5253223664452415707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/5253223664452415707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-we-hate-israelepisode-2.html' title='Why we hate Israel,Episode 2.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SHG4CtmnrzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6_jFQjPDlXY/s72-c/palestinian200108r_468x352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-2219414279462736222</id><published>2008-07-07T15:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T12:55:45.028+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Boycott Israel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SHG2rfMeI5I/AAAAAAAAABI/BZHGYRB281w/s1600-h/boycott-israel-275x275.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220154301323551634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SHG2rfMeI5I/AAAAAAAAABI/BZHGYRB281w/s320/boycott-israel-275x275.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am sick and tired of being hypocritical. yes i have failed many attempts to boycott israel. but i have read too many horrendous stories about their ill treatment towards the palestinians and i believe i need to do something about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well, firstly, i'd like to preach to everyone to boycott israel. i am not asking you to be a saint. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it's basic humanity and human rights issue. and you don't have to do it at one go, you can do it slowly , one product at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'd like to tell you abit about the israelis,thinking about them is enough to raise my rage. anyways, first and foremost, they invaded palestine in 1948. after that they practically took away the land away from their palestinians without compromise. imagine your house being taken away from you just like that. your parents' hard work of building that house you live in, goes to a complete stranger. they drove out the palestinians from their own land using nothing but brutality. they have guns and grenades, while the palestinians only had stones and pebbles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after 60 years, the palestinians now are treated as second class. a man was tortured and beaten till his hands,ribs and legs are broken before he was ferociously slaughtered to death. a 6 year old boy was shot, after throwing stones at a jewish soldier, and when the soldier was questioned about his cruelty, he said, it was self defense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i know it's extremely difficult, as i say it, behind almost every international company success,they is an evil israeli man.ofcourse that would be judgemental. and no one fancies being judgemental. but i am really only reffering to those who are actually funding those bullets you see in babies,women, and teenagers' cranium(skull).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i suggest when you buy that fillet-o-fish or big mac, just imagine each bite is the red flesh of a palestinian baby. it's no different than the real thing. you are killing these people by buying israeli products.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-2219414279462736222?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/2219414279462736222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=2219414279462736222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/2219414279462736222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/2219414279462736222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/boycott-israel.html' title='Boycott Israel.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SHG2rfMeI5I/AAAAAAAAABI/BZHGYRB281w/s72-c/boycott-israel-275x275.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-1775527925757274831</id><published>2008-07-07T09:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T09:57:27.191+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Motorists.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SHFbOLHCZuI/AAAAAAAAABA/QJS0DLncBmU/s1600-h/300_136187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220053742157719266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SHFbOLHCZuI/AAAAAAAAABA/QJS0DLncBmU/s320/300_136187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SHFZoHVfWCI/AAAAAAAAAA4/rhSd-tL30WU/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220051988797937698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SHFZoHVfWCI/AAAAAAAAAA4/rhSd-tL30WU/s320/spaceball.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I THINK THEY SHOULD BE BANNED!motors should not be a medium of transportation!urggh,referring to the above,our subject for today is all about motorists and that includes rempits,old man on motors, underage kids in the kampungs, minah rempss(abbreviation for rempit), women on old motor bikes etc,etc. i personally think they are extremely annoyinggg. not to be judgemental or anything related to that,but seriously, they make driving on the road a burden and a much harder task. they can consequence to some serious cursing,and infront of your mother too!deng deng deng(sound effect). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was driving around ,when suddenly there was this slow moving motorist in front of me, waiting for me to just bang him to death. i felt the urge to curse profusely, and in my head i did. it raised my rage.driving definitely needs tons of patience. it could be the beginning of your high blood pressure and the end of your life(wah so dramatic). but seriously, don't you feel like just pushing those motorists aside if they're on your way.they dont just take up your driving space,they perform magic too.when you're happily driving,they can just ZZOOOooom in,appear out of nowhere and ruin your day. you have to look after these motorists cause they expect you too.even if you collided,and it was the motorist fault, you face bigger loss, badly damaged car,and the paranoid android emotion you have to go through for the next few weeks.the worst thing that could happen to the motorist is get pity, a few scratches,a totally broken bike,and i guess death.(okay that sounds like a bigger loss)whatever!i'm annoyed here,so i decide who loses more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so maybe i was exagerating about the banning of motors as i said up theree.i know motors are cheap,and not everyone can afford a car. it also contributes to pollution in a smaller scale (not very sure about this as the number of motorists is big,however still a smaller scale compared to everyone having and driving a car). one of the sollutions might be by providing a lane for motorists so that they dont have to bugger on our roadsss!also they should limit the number of motors sold.*quotas* chehh.i sound like i'm writing a PMR essay. anyways, i'm still sticking to how annoyed i am by the presence of motorists.sighhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127995497765876194-1775527925757274831?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/1775527925757274831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=1775527925757274831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1775527925757274831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/1775527925757274831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/motorists.html' title='Motorists.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SHFbOLHCZuI/AAAAAAAAABA/QJS0DLncBmU/s72-c/300_136187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127995497765876194.post-6804717298968141811</id><published>2008-07-06T23:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:42:03.739+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Indie Movies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SHDF5wndiVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ArCnNdfTKdk/s1600-h/juno_soundtrack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219889564216035666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SHDF5wndiVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ArCnNdfTKdk/s320/juno_soundtrack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For those who do not know what indie actually means, it's independent. Independent in the sense that it is different from mainstream, and it does not associate to it in whatever possible ways there are. Also the fact that they are initially produced without financing or distribution from a major movie studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;Here's the top ten list of Indie Movies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Requiem For A Dream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Garden State&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Juno&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Miss Sunshine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trainspotting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Royal Tennenbaums&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The House Of Mirth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thumbsucker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Transamerica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I have watched half the list(the large bolded ones) and my verdict is that indie movies are AWESOME. Now, everyone knows this for a fact that these movies are not cliche. So i wouldn't wanna stress too much on that. I'd rather talk about how genius the directors are for making such captivating movie. Garden state for example, blew my mind away. the thing about these movies is how they emphasize on both eccentric and normal aspects of life and somehow illustrate em in the most maginficent way. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They are usually slow thereforeee,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;unless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you have tons of time to waste, or you feel like indulging yourself into something.....deep( well usually ), then i suggest you go pick your all time favourite chick flick over this. i hafta warn you, once you enjoy one, you'd go looking for more. i'm the living proof. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Final Verdict:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some movies are to die for,and most you should definitely watch before you actually bugger off forever(die). we la la la love indie moviesss!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&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/6127995497765876194-6804717298968141811?l=downtokokomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/feeds/6804717298968141811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127995497765876194&amp;postID=6804717298968141811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/6804717298968141811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127995497765876194/posts/default/6804717298968141811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtokokomo.blogspot.com/2008/07/indie-movies.html' title='Indie Movies.'/><author><name>Aimar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/S0puYP99gKI/AAAAAAAAATg/etKYFIPT_R0/S220/P1070118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3TgJ4ItpB4/SHDF5wndiVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ArCnNdfTKdk/s72-c/juno_soundtrack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
